Sing It

With all the hustle and bustle that goes on during one's daily life, sometimes it was necessary to slow down and enjoy the quiet moments. This was the case for a certain former human and his alien partner as they laid on the roof of a large cruise ship together while it made its way out towards where some icebergs were floating around. The two didn't feel like using any money so they had just packed a few containers worth of food and supplies and just decided to hitch a ride.

"Ah, the view from here is amazing! I think I can see all the way to Greenland from here!" Aurora giggled to herself as she sat at the roof's edge while looking out over, "I swear, I never get tired of seeing what this world has to offer, do you partner?" When she didn't receive a reply, she glanced back to see him laying against one of the smoke stacks with his face in a book. She cleared her throat, "Ahem?"

"Hmm? Wha?" Alan finally looked up to her, "Oh, sorry about that, Aurora. Yeah, the view's amazing. Sorry, guess I got a little wrapped up in my-HEY!" He got cut off as Aurora yanked the book out of his hands with her telekinesis.

"Alan, I'm not gonna sit here while you waste away our vacation reading books on...whatever it is you're into! We got a whole cruise ship filled with fun things to do and I don't wanna waste a minute of it! Now park yourself over here and watch the icebergs with me...or your precious little book goes bye-bye!" To prove her point, she held it out over the edge, smirking rather deviously.

Alan gnarled his teeth together before sighing in defeat and floating over beside her, "Fine, fine...you can be rather pushy at times, you know that?"

Aurora's answer was just to stick out her tongue playfully, causing Alan to roll his eyes but manage a small smile.

Lucifer sat on the seat, looking across the table with one eye narrowed as he watched the estranged Eldritch entity pick up the menu and begin looking over the food and drinks it was possible for him to order. Luficer's scrutiny hadn't gone unnoticed as the entity cleared his throat and his strange frosty blue eyes shot from the menu to the young boy, a small smile flashing on the beings face. Despite looking like a kind man, all Lucifer could do was remind himself that this was in fact a deadly creature, one that had taken a shine to him, for whatever reason.

"If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead dearie." The being said in a thick accent, Scottish or Irish if Lucifer recalled. The "man" looked over the menu and folded it, setting it back down on the table before unfolding the napkin and placing it on his lap. "Alright lad, I need your particular talents to help me locate the last three items for my ritual-"

"A siren's voice, the eye of an ancient sphinx and the-" He started but the eldritch being reached his hand over the table and phased his hand right through Lucifer's mouth and seemed to grab his tongue and hold it still.

"Remember now. Can't say the last one out loud." He said, clicking his tongue and winking.

"Woooaaaaah. Muah mahhhnd" The boy attempted to speak, the creature withdrew it's phased arm from the boys mouth, wiping his hand off on the napkin as the boy stuck his tongue out and squinting. "Why do you taste like cinnamon?" The question prompted the eldritch being to roll his eyes.

"Why do you smell like a Victoria's Secret perfume?"
"It's cherry blossoms and peaches-So "Love Spell"-It was an enchantment gone wrong when-You were helping your wee little Castiel enchant a sword. I know, I know." The eldritch cut the boy off with an irritated sigh before looking around slightly suspicious, looking to the boy and growling.

"Sorry lad, trouble in paradise. Won't be long now. Get me that voice, trap it in this sea shell." The being said, reaching into it's suit pocket and tossing a golden sea shell onto the table and vanishing from plain sight, no one else around even noticing that the man had vanished. Lucifer closed his eyes and sighed, wondering how it was that he ever let himself get blackmailed into helping an eldritch horror obtain gruesome items for such a profane ritual. Leaning back, he looked over the railing at the icebergs that passed by in the crisp wind, wondering what adventures would await him on such a large ship.

After enjoying the view for a while, the pair decided to take a tour around the ship. They flew down to the lower railings where people were taking photos and, deciding to mess with them and drive some more conspiracy theories, positioned themselves so that they'd randomly show up in people's cameras. After that, they continued to fly around the ship, only to eventually stumble onto a sight that made their blood boil.

What looked to be a little girl was being bullied and picked on by several of her older peers whom were keeping what looked to be her plush bunny just out of her reach while laughing and pointing fingers at her. Not liking what they were seeing, the pair secretly fused into Siren and when the tallest girl threw the rabbit overboard, the heroine shot down to grab it before returning so she could hover just above them.

She cleared her throat, "Ahem?" Realizing that they had been caught, the group of bullies slowly turned to face her, and when they did, their own faces were as white as snow, "What seems to be the problem here, girls?"

"N-Nothing...we were just...having a bit of fun...right, girls?" The tallest one weakly muttered as she looked back at them for confirmation. They nodded though their skin color didn't change.

"Oh? Is that so?" Siren rotated the bunny plush in her hands, keeping her voice even in tone, "Didn't look like you were having fun to me. Looked to me like you were tormenting this poor girl here for your own amusement..." The group of girls all began to slowly back away from her, "Relax. I'm not gonna say or do anything..." They breathed a collective sigh of relief, "...This time anyways," Immediately, their faces went white again.

"But I want you to apologize to this girl and never torment her or any of her friends ever again...otherwise...well, I might be forced to have a little...chat with your folks about their parenting methods..." She smiled but it was not kind one little bit, "Do I make myself clear, girls?"

"Y-Yes, miss! We promise!" All of them immediately apologized to the other girl before running off. Siren then bent down to the other girl's level, "Hey, you ok?" The little girl wiped her tears and nodded before taking back her bunny and giving it a hug, "Good...and don't worry. Those kids won't bother you anymore. Now how about-" She was suddenly cut off by the hug she received from the girl.

Siren's smile only grew and she hugged her back, "You're welcome. Now run along before your folks worry about you." The girl turned and rushed off out of sight.

Dinner was not something he would take the time to enjoy. He simply had the waiter put them in a take-out container, and the sluggish seeming youth placed his food in the room's refrigerator. With nothing else to do but wait, the boy decided to make himself a bit more comfortable and walk amongst the crowd, disappearing and vanishing amongst them, blending in.

The voyage was going well, for the most part. Of course there were small whispers and comments about a strange woman appearing in peoples cameras as they did their tourist thing. Lucifer himself was hardly interested in the conspiracy theories about government agents and estranged metahumans such as the Atlantis's; whom were quite peaceful, Lucifer might add. Though what he did find to be of interest was some of the social classes and the different interactions between them. It was always so strange how people believed that simply because they held more money that their lives were of greater value than another's. It was almost depression how the human superiority complex had driven them to such trivial divides. No matter the money you have in the world, in death all was rendered bare.

The perceived superiority of others was especially pronounced within the community of the children of the humans. They were almost animalistic, primal in nature, to an almost depressing level. Lucifer watched as females were utilizing their size, age and their physical maturity to their advantage to victimize a younger and more vulnerable person. A little black dachshund's claws tapped and clattered on the deck as it looked up at Siren, it's head cocking to the side before letting out a confused little noise.

Siren heard the sound of little feet and turned around to see who it was. Not seeing anyone at first,she looked down and actually squealed at what she saw, "Oh my gosh! What an adorable doggy you are!" Letting go of any pretense at professionalism, she bent down and giggled as she gently pat the dog on the head, "You are so cute, you know that?"

However, she heard a faint giggle in the back of her head, "What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing," Aurora said with a grin, "It's just...well, you're a total softy. One moment you look ready to give a bunch of spoiled brats their comeuppance and next minute you're gushing over something adorable. Hey, remember that box of kittens we rescued the other week?" The alien knew that would get under her friend's skin.

Sure enough, Alan couldn't hide the redness in his cheeks, "T-They were kittens, Aurora! Seriously, the only kind of person who CAN'T fall in love with adorable kittens is somebody whose heart is literally a lump of coal! Besides, it's not like there's anyone else around right now..."

Siren went back to petting the dog before noticing something odd, "Huh...your tag here says your name is Silus...and there's a number to call too. I guess you must've gotten separated from your owners, huh?" She gently pat the dog and smiled, "Relax, you stick with me and I'll get you back to your family in no time."

With that said, she went over to a phone on the table and proceeded to dial  the number.

The puppy seemed to be elated by the attention from siren, though it almost responded with an awkward whimper when she started talking about how adorable he was. That was something he seemed to get a lot, but he never really understood why. Lucifer rolled about and seemed to wiggle on his back, trying to get an itch that he just couldn't reach while the strange woman seemed to phone his "owner". The alien girl would punch in the numbers 123-456-7732. The number patched through before a voicemail triggered and a rather smooth but energetic voice came across.

  "You've reached the voicemail of Zell Atterrius, if ya got this number I'm sure you know what to do. If this is a question regarding business you can reach me by the company number. Thanks and have a blessed day!" The voice said with a light before he grunted and faintly you could hear the young man laughing and telling Silus to get down before the phone beeped and allowed Siren to speak and leave her message. The fact that this dog belonged to the most brilliant man in the world was probably a slight shock, especially so far away from his usual stomping grounds.

     Meanwhile the puppy began to wiggle about and then sat up, hearing something out of it's ears before it's tail began to wag, then it started running over to a nearby vending machine and circling around it, hopping and jumping before leaning back on it's hind legs and pressing it's paws up against the door, peaking inside to see if anything had been left. So what if he just passed up dinner? There were twizzlers, skittles and chocolate in there! Trickers gotta sate that sweet tooth.

In all honesty, Siren had no clue who this "Zell" individual was, and to be truthful, didn't exactly care too much. When the beep came up, she cleared her throat before speaking, "Yes, hello, Mr Atterius. I would just like to inform you that your dog, Silus, has been found aboard this ocean liner. Please call back at your earliest convenience and ask for a...Miss Siren. I promise your friend here will be taken care of until you come to reclaim him. Thank you and have a good day."

After she hung up, she looked over to see the dog hopping around rather excitedly before a vending machine. Siren sighed as she waltzed over and peered in at the stacks of cookies, candy, and chocolate bars along with other assorted goodies, "...I'm gonna assume you want something from this machine, don't you?" She gazed down suspiciously at the dog before shrugging, "Meh, I'll get you something salty. Still bad, but not nearly as bad as chocolate. Besides, we got some time to kill,"

With that, she reached into one of her gloves and removed a small wallet, taking out a five dollar bill and putting it in the slot...only for it to spit her money back out. With a frown, the heroine smoothed out the bill and put it back in. However, said money was spit out again. She growled and shoved the money into the machine with all her might. This time it seemed to work, "Aha!!"

However, when she went to order a bag of chips..the bag got caught  on the metal coil. Losing her patience, Siren grabbed the machine and proceeded to start shaking it like a lunatic. For most people, this would be a very stupid thing to do but the hero didn't care since she had shrugged off being slammed through concrete walls with little more than scratches. A mere vending machine would not stop her from satisfying her craving!

Suddenly, the chips fell down...as did half the contents of the machine, spilling out onto the floor, "Oh..." Siren sighed and scratched the back of her head, "Well...that was more than what I expected...I'm gonna go wash my hands and be right back. So be a good boy until I return, ok?" Winking, Siren headed off to the washroom.

Lucifer watched as the girl had phoned him in. Truthfully he was worried that when she said that she had found his dog that his father would certainly blow his cover and ruin his fun. This was just a harmless little prank that the self-styled trickster would reveal very soon. It was always such fun to see the facial contortions and the screams and shocked expressions. Though the second that she butchered his last name the puppy whined and physically cringed as she mutilated their name. It was a very, very difficult one to pronounce, but it was still something that little Lucifer couldn't overcome. She of course said to ask for a Miss Siren. Lucifer wrote it off in all honesty. Wasn't sure of what he heard with these dog ears. Everything was a bit more 'sensitive' to be honest.

She seemed to catch the hint of wanting something from the vending machine. Of course she seemed too smart to fee the puppy some chocolate, which made Lucifer wonder if he should have picked a better prank. The suspicious glance she tossed him made Lucifer very wary, in fact he contemplated bolting, but she stated that she would get him chips, as they had time to kill. Immediately Lucifer began to pant, and ran in circles, finding himself oddly angered by a flitting image out of his peripheral. He lunged forward and started to turn, snapping his jaws at the creature behind him, spinning around in a circle, always just out of reach of the taunting little t-.....tail....

After realizing that he had just chased his own tail, and felt entirely too stupid for it, he realized that the woman was doing something just as "derpy" as he was and violently utilizing her strength against the vending machine. Lucifer's little doggy jaw dropped and his tongue luled out as he watched the random shaking and seizure of the machine, a bag of chips dropping out and spilling onto the floor, along with half of the whole machine's contents.

Oh my God! Lady yo-you can't just do that! He thought to himself, his mind reeling from what he had just seen, looking to Siren as she scratched the back of her head, brushing this off with an "oh my bad" kind of comment before telling him to be a good boy while she washed her hands. 'W-where are the cameras? Did Michael do this? Is this a prank on the prankster? Seriously what did I just watch!?'

Sh-she just walked up and shook the sugar outta that thing! Nobody stopped her either? Are we just gonna like.... ignore the fact that this is petty theft? I mean.... Oh my....Man. Seriously, what's her superpower, being an RPG hero where you can just pick up whatever you want and walk away!? That was when he realized that he had just a few moments before the woman would return. That means it was time to get to work! By time Siren had returned she would see that the little puppy was lying on it's back and half of the spilled candy was devoured, chocolate and all. He didn't feel bad though, he wasn't the one who stole them. He just ate them...and knowing him, he'd probably pay for them after.

Siren sighed to herself as she headed back to where she had her little tantrum. Looking back at it now, she figured that maybe she DID overreact just a little. Of course, considering she had a history of vending machines stealing her money, one could hardly fault her for getting upset. "Alright, doggy. Now that I've had a chance to cool down, we're gonna gather up all these goodies and go pay for them at th-"

She suddenly stopped and gaped at what she saw before her. A large pile of empty wrappers lying around Silus whom was laying on his back like he were the flipping king of the world! "What the...S-Silus...what on earth did you do?!" Panicking, Siren rushed to his side to check him over, "Silus! Silus buddy, speak to me! Oh man, oh man...this is all my fault. Your owner finds out about this he's gonna kill me..."

Without thinking, she scooped up the dog and ran off down the hall, looking every which way, "Hello? Hello? Anyone there? I have a dog who needs urgent medical attention!!" She kept running until she burst into what looked to be a waiting room, out of breath, startling everyone there, "Is anybody here trained at diagnosing dogs?!"

"I am!" By some miracle, one of the people stood up and came over to look over the dog as she sat him down on the chair. The man bent down and examined the dog closely, "What happened?"

"I-I don't know..." Siren's lip trembled as she tried to keep her head on straight, "I-I just found this dog out by itself and I contacted the owner and then I got it some chips from a machine only I lost my temper and hit it and caused a bunch of junk to fall out and then I turned my back for five minutes and I come back and-Oh my gosh!!!" She cried out as she collapsed into a chair.

The man examined the dog again before sighing in relief, "You got nothing to worry about..." Siren looked up at him, "This dog must have a very strong immune system to stomach so much junk and not suffer any side effects...otherwise, well.."

"You got nothing to worry about...Uhm, wait so that's it. You're just gonna look at me and diagnose that? The dog thought after the man spoke. Siren looked up at him with hopeful eyes and a wondrous smile at the miraculous news. Lucifer was happy enough that the man didn't do anything invasive, but he found himself puzzled as to this man's qualifications.

"This dog must have a very strong immune system Wait-What the WHAT? to stomach so much junk and not suffer any side effects D-dude what? That doesn't even make sense!...otherwise, well..Otherwise well-YEAH man! The immune system strength doesn't have anything to do with this!" The thoughts were there and present as Lucifer found himself growling at the self-proclaimed vet. He didn't even realize he had been doing it as he found himself more curious as to what accredited establishment provided this certifiable idiot a certificate.

"Ok so, I gotta ask you something. Where did you get your certification?" The voice seemed to come from thin air, though the puppy sat back. "Chocolate is toxic to dogs because of Theobromine. It's an Alkaloid stimulant which is heavily based in nitrogen. While human stomachs aren't as sensitive due to BMI, mass and other considerable biological factors, such things to dogs can be incredibly fatal. As you can see, this would mean that the dog's immune system has absolutely nothing to do with it, and without bloodwork I'd probably go ahead and guess that you don't really know the strength of it's immune system anyway." The voice faded and the puppy looked up at Siren with big eyes. Wherever this voice had come from, it dropped the mic and seemed to vanish, leaving everyone concerned or confused as to where it had gone or come from. The puppy then decided to try and leap from Siren to the floor to walk towards the nearest door, apparently ready to leave.

"W-What the?!" The man stumbled backwards and began looking around, shock and disbelief evident all over his face, "W-Where did that voice come from?!" Other people in the room were simply eyeing the self-proclaimed vet as if he were insane before shrugging and going back to whatever they were doing, "I...I must be losing my mind...excuse me..." With that, he left.

"...Huh, that was weird..." Siren looked down at Silus before rubbing his head, "Ah well. At least you look alright. Though we really need to get you something a bit more filling than junk. I'm kinda in the mood for something hearty myself." She scooped up the dog and headed out the door while scratching him behind the ear. Once they were alone, Siren made her way out to the bow where she snapped her fingers and a large brown paper bag floated down to them.

"Alright, here ya go..." Siren sat the dog down while she unfolded some wrapping paper to reveal a slice of peanut butter silk pie and some assorted sandwiches. The alien laid back and took a bite out of one of the sandwiches before looking around to make sure nobody was present, before sighing, "Ok, I admit I may have gushed a bit back there but...I can tell you're no ordinary dog, are you?"

The Peanut butter silk pie manifested, through the dog's sense of smell he could smell that. Immediately his tail went ballistic. Lucifer looked to the woman as she began to eat her sandwich, but he took other interests. The puppy seemed to gravitate towards the pie immediately, giving it an experimental lick before seeming to turn into a panting ball of fur an happiness. That was before Siren made the comment of him not being no ordinary dog. That was sort of true, that was also sort of false. That was the tricky thing with lies and the inability to speak them. It was most often Silus misleading people or laying on peoples preconceived notions that allowed him to meander between the fine lines and succeed within these little ventures. But the gig was up.

  ....mostly because he wanted pie.

   The puppy looked to Siren and shook it's head left to right. It wasn't entirely clear what context the puppy was saying "no" to however. Either it was affirming to her that it wasn't an ordinary dog, or it was goofily proving it wasn't a normal dog by denying her statement. The puppy hopped over to a seat, then began to trot over towards the bathroom, standing on it's hind legs, it pushed both forepaws into the door, opening it slightly with an uncharacteristic level of strength before disappearing into it.

      The door swung once a little before a new person walked out. A young man in his late teens with slightly spiked black hair, fair completion and indigo eyes stepped out. He was wearing a brown zip-up hoodie and a black shirt underneath with a slightly baggy pair of jeans. With a slick smile he sat at the table and smiled at Siren.

    "You are wrong. Because I am not a dog at all. Thank ya!" He said as he took the pie and stared at it for a moment. He actually had wondered if the woman could read minds, or why it was that she decided to manifest this particular piece of pie. Coincidence was a very common thing in this world, but in truth this was just another example of why Lucifer kept to himself so much. Looking around he noticed that there were no forks. He placed his finger on the table, and with a flick of his wrist, he brandished a fork, from seemingly nowhere.  

   "You, are no mere human. Much less boring." He said before taking a bite out of the pie a smiling as he chewed, being very careful to remember his manners and keep his mouth closed.

Instead of being shocked by the dog's display of walking on hind legs through a door and coming out as a human, Siren only sighed and rolled her eyes at the sky, "Of course, why am I not surprised? I swear, by this point I should start keeping a tally of the number of days I have where something that looks like it should belong in the world of comics happens to me..."

Despite her words, Siren hadn't completely disregarded her manners, "So...Silus, right? I can still call you Silus, I hope. I guess introductions are in order. Name's Siren. Also, yes, I am...not what one might call a "mere mortal"...at least not anymore," The alien hero took another bite out of her sandwich as she eyed the entity across from her. For some reason, she got the impression that this was not some normal shapeshifter and should proceed with a bit more caution than she was use to.

"...So..." She took out two cans of cream soda and set them on the table, one for her and one for her acquaintance, "If you don't mind me asking, why exactly were you going around as a dog?"

Lucifer continued to handle himself correctly, though he slightly cringed when the woman said "mere-mortal". He hated to be misquoted in that phrase. He said "mere human" not "mere mortal". He wasn't a condescending twerp like those words made him sound like. He was just a kid, trying to have fun and made the not-so astute observation that the girl with magenta eyes and white hair with super-strength wasn't human. He hardly paid attention to her introduction. He heard her on the phone. Sort of. Kind of. Not really, he knew she was Miss Siren and that was all he needed to-

   "Silus is fine." He said, making sure it was between bites of his pie. "Nice to meet you Miss Siren." He said as he watched the woman produce two bottles of cream soda. One was offered to him as the Siren questioned why he had taken the form of a canine. He reached over and took the can, dragging his thumb across the word "Cream" and causing a black strike to appear. Then he used his forefinger and traced over the top of the crossed out word. His fingers would glide over the aluminum can, and when he was finished there would be the word "Not" written. After that, Lucifer took a glass from the table and poured out clear, fresh water from the can.

      "Erm...thanks." He said as he took a sip and proceeded to answer her question. "It's the best way to blend in. Besides, who doesn't love puppies?" He said, though it was almost as if he was teasing her a little before he took another bite of the pie, looking around the room and musing to himself.

    "So, what brings you to this boat?" He asked, trying to keep small talk alive, and derail any lull or awkward silence.

"Huh, nice trick you got there," Siren noted at seeing the man actually turn the soda into water, though her expression and the way she said it matched the enthusiasm of someone commenting on the weather, "My apologies if I don't sound too impressed. It's just ever since I started this hero business I've been put through enough craziness that it could probably fill two or three novels,"

With a flick of her wrist, she lifted an apple with the power of her mind and the tips of her fingers formed into claws which she used to cut the apple into chunks before plopping one in her mouth. After chewing and swallowing, she nodded, "I agree. The only types of people who don't like puppies must have hearts as black as coal. As for me being here? Eh, I'm just on a bit of a sight-seeing tour. The gift of flying is something I think a lot of people take for granted since you can go pretty much wherever, whenever,"

She slurped down some of her soda and burped loudly, "Sorry...anyhow, I didn't feel like paying for a ticket so I just hitched a ride on top of the ship. I gotta say, the view is quite nice from up there...so, how about you? What are you doing here aside from conning poor folk like me into buying you tons of goodies using puppy charm?" Despite her words, she managed a cheeky smile.