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katleeptTitle: The Fall
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Lucifer
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: Please note that somehow I had this![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
spn_bigpretzel DeW challenge in my head WRONG. I was thinking it was Lucifer + Fall, but it's actually Death + Fall. But you're still getting Lucifer + Fall. :P Because I can, and I bet this one makes you (yes, YOU!) laugh!
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 100
Date Written: 30 April 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: This version of the well known being belongs to Kripke, not the author, and is used without permission.
He drops the pan with a roar. They say he fell from grace; they can't be more wrong. He didn't fall from grace; he fell to grace. He is his own being now, Devil though some may call him.
He is wiser, more graceful, more beautiful, and more powerful now than ever before. No might can mend or break his. The world is his toy to do with however he desires, but his desires aren't coming out the way he wants. He looks disgustedly at the pan, wings drooping. Why in Hell can't he bake a cake without it falling?!
The End
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Lucifer
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: Please note that somehow I had this
spn_bigpretzel DeW challenge in my head WRONG. I was thinking it was Lucifer + Fall, but it's actually Death + Fall. But you're still getting Lucifer + Fall. :P Because I can, and I bet this one makes you (yes, YOU!) laugh!Warning(s): None
Word Count: 100
Date Written: 30 April 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: This version of the well known being belongs to Kripke, not the author, and is used without permission.
He drops the pan with a roar. They say he fell from grace; they can't be more wrong. He didn't fall from grace; he fell to grace. He is his own being now, Devil though some may call him.
He is wiser, more graceful, more beautiful, and more powerful now than ever before. No might can mend or break his. The world is his toy to do with however he desires, but his desires aren't coming out the way he wants. He looks disgustedly at the pan, wings drooping. Why in Hell can't he bake a cake without it falling?!
The End
