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[the_amazing]

Hey, you've reached Peter's phone. Leave me a message, or just text like a normal person.

[Beep!]

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[assays]

Let me preface this by saying that neither of us could have predicted what happened. You know how this place works.

[He doesn’t need an explanation of how hell liked to mess with them.]

Those – our ‘other’ selves, they wanted to damage our friendship. Maybe even ruin it altogether. I don’t blame you, Peter. And I am not prepared to lose a friendship over it.

That being said, if you need some more space away from me, I will understand.

[the_amazing]

What?

[His head snaps up and he looks directly at her, surprised. Of all the things he expected her to say, him not wanting to see her had never entered his mind.]

That's actually what I came here to say. I thought you might tell me to stay away from you from now on.

...Not that I want that. I didn't want you to hate me, even though you have every right to.

Voice; un p.carter

[assays]

Hi Peter.

I need a guinea pig for a recipe I'm trying so I'm designating you as said guinea pig.

But you can feel free to say no.

Voice

[the_amazing]

All you had to do is say 'food' and I'm there.

What is it that I'm testing for you?

[assays]

Salted caramel cheesecake.

I had one at the feast recently and wanted to give it a try for myself.

[the_amazing]

That sounds amazing.

Name the time and place.

[assays]

Should be ready in an hour.

Are you happy to eat it in the kitchen or will I bring it to your room?

voice -> action

[the_amazing]

I can be down in the kitchen in five minutes.

[And he is. When he arrives, he gives her a wave and grabs a stool to sit up next to one of the center islands. He crosses his arms on the table and gives her a look.]

I can't even remember the last time I had cheesecake. Best guinea pig gig ever.

[assays]

[ Peggy beams at him in return, pleased to see Peter. This was nice, spending time with a good friend.]

I'm delighted to hear that. Been a while since I've made a cheesecake but I'm confident it will taste good.

Oh, maybe we could have some coffee with it too.

Thanks for doing this, Peter.

[the_amazing]

If you're confident, so am I. I promise to be an honest reviewer.

[He's glad they got over their previous awkwardness. He would hate to lose her as a friend now when he's got so few here in Hell.]

Drown that coffee in sugar and milk and I'm in for that, too.

[odaystar]

To Whom It May Concern,

It has been years now since Hell has been redone and made even greater than ever before. And you, my prized guest, have made it twelve months in your journey towards redemption. I know that there have been bumps along the way and we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I do wish to show my gratitude. Together, we will all leave Hell one day.

I have handpicked gifts specifically for you to commemorate this anniversary. I do hope you enjoy them.

A basket with a cheap instant camera, some film to refill it 6 times, and a picture of Aunt May

A voucher to have a demon bring up one proper New York style pizza to his room

A voucher to get out of torture. It may be transferred to another party.

Again, I thank you for all of your help in making Hell what it is today.

Yours,
Lucifer

[Post February Event]

[hybrid_prince]

[the_amazing]

I have no idea how I found this, but it feels accurate.

[hybrid_prince]

Oh geez did that actually happen to you? I hope it wasn't me that did it!

[the_amazing]

Nah, I think people might just be entertained by me being afraid of stuff?

I once fought a flock of pigeons over a ten-piece chicken nugget. Birds don't intimidate me.

[hybrid_prince]

You're not that cowardly though. And pigeons are like that. Especially New York ones.

[the_amazing]

Yeah, I think it's the whole "wouldn't it be hilarious if Spider-Man fought all these bad guys but was afraid of something a lot less intimidating?" thing.

Stupid winged rats. Speaking of rats, did you know there's supposedly one rat for every person that lives in New York? I know it's a population comparison, but I always felt like that stat meant to convey that everyone in NYC gets their very own emotional support rodent.

[hybrid_prince]

I mean, geese are pretty insane.

That seems like a really low estimate of rats. But man, we could have used them. Oh! Imagine Tony's emotional support rat. It would get its own suit. Iron Rodent.

[the_amazing]

I don't really have any idea what was going on with people lately. Did they turn into birds? Was there just an invasion of birds? I feel so out of the loop.

I hate that I can see the suit he'd design for it.

[hybrid_prince]

Yep. Those of us who went into the water or who were splashed enough with it were turned into swans. And some people are still missing.

Not like his suit isn't formulaic at this point.

[the_amazing]

I'm shocked I didn't get mixed up in that. I'm always at the business end of bad luck. Do they need help finding the people who are missing?

The blasters would probably shoot cheese or something.

[hybrid_prince]

Yeah, they do. A lot of help. We're going out as soon as Lucifer has word.

And yes, he could probably set that up.

Wrap?

[the_amazing]

Count me in. Tell me where to go and I'll be there.

[ text ] » @lefay

[witchualistic]

[ Here's a username he hasn't seen in a hot minute. ]

I see some things in Hell never change, at least.

[ That's Morgana-speak for "hi, good to see you're still hanging in there here". ]

Text; un: iheartnyc

[the_amazing]

[He feels like he should recognize the username, but he's blanking for the moment.]

What did I mess up this time?

[As for things that never changed, Parker Luck Syndrome was at the top of the list.]