Chapter Text
Everyone was sitting around the table, eating the breakfast Wren had put together. The only noises were chewing and the clatter of silverware, the kind of quiet that only happens when everyone’s too busy eating to talk.
Before anyone could even glance up, Wren spoke out of nowhere, calm and almost too casual.
“Today’s the anniversary of me finding Healing Home.”
She wasn’t really expecting much, but Lucifer immediately perked up, nearly choking on her food as she tried to talk at the same time.
“I *remember*! That day you made us food because we were all skeptical of you!”
Bits of crumbs and half-chewed food slipped from her mouth as she spoke.
Wren laughed quietly, covering her own mouth with her hand. “You remember it *very* clearly, don’t you?” Her eyes crinkled as she smiled behind her hand before she finally sat back down.
“I was really emotional that day… crying and everything, huh?”
Lucifer nodded, but her expression shifted almost instantly into one of those mischievous smirks that gave away she was plotting something.
“You know, Wren…” she leaned closer, voice lilting with fake-evil intent, “we could bake a cake together, since it’s your anniversary.”
The idea wasn’t really about the cake, and everyone could tell she just liked baking with Wren.
Wren tilted her head, smiling, then scooped up her dirty plate. She giggled as she stood. “After breakfast, okay? You don’t need any more energy right now.”
Lucifer just grinned wider, already looking way too excited for later.