Michael and Lucifer giggled as they ran off, jumping over rocks and roots, Chuck had recently created the forests and had agreed to take the two trouble makers out to explore it should they finish their veggies at lunch. They had done so excitedly at the thought of getting to run around and play in the soft grass and low trees.

He smiled at the bright sounds of laughter as he sat down under one of the shady trees watching the little ones play in the bushes.

The sun was warm as it beat down on his face, he shut his eyes for a mere moment.

A moment too long.

"Michael! Get down from there!"

"Lucifer! You stop that right now young man!"

"Do not swing from that!"

"Don't you dare let go!"

In his moment of silence, Michael and Lucifer had decided to climb up one of the redwood's and swing from its branches. He saw his very life flash before his eyes when he looked up and saw his little angels swinging from the branches dangerously. He was going to get the two down, hug them and hold them tightly, and then spank them until they couldn't sit right for a week.

Michael giggled hard as he looked over at his favorite brother, both letting go of the branch at the same moment, dropping through the air like tiny rocks. Chuck yelped as he moved forward in a panicked rush to catch the two fledglings. They shrieked with giggles as he dove to catch them, letting out a huff at the breath he let out at the impact.

"What in my name do you two think you were doing!"

They giggled at his frazzled appearance and he felt his anger melt at the sound. He couldn't stay mad at his boys and they knew this all too well.

He had just created the stars and the forests.

His boys loved playing in the trees and on the large rocks, he loved seeing them happy, and therefore agreed to take them on a small camping trip for the first time. At first they had been excited to have their own little tent to sleep in, after assuring him that they were definitely old enough to stay in it all night on their own, giggling to each other and exclaiming to him about it loudly. They packed it full of their blankets and pillows and stuffed toys.

Leo lightly flicking his tail from where he had stretched out on Michael's favorite pillow.

They swam in the cool lake waters, or more, Michael invented the first ever doggy paddle and Chuck sat in the shallows with Lucifer safely seated in his lap, smiling as the younger archangel splashed the water with his small hands and giggled excitedly. Michael grew board of swimming by himself and quickly returned to his brothers side, enacting a splashing war that only ended when Daddy threatened them both with endless tummy tickles should they refuse.

They sat silently on the small log bench coloring pictures as he cooked them their supper.

Lucifer was the first to yawn, and Michael not wanting his brother to be all alone, followed soon after. Chuck smiled tenderly as he helped them both out of their robes and into their pajamas, tucking them both in their blankets, pressing a tender kiss to both of their heads.

"Sleep well my little princes."

Lucifer yawned largely, snuggling into his big brother's side. Leo crawled up under Michael's arm and the boy yawned himself, settling in with his beloved baby brother and cub for the night. He watched them silently for a moment to ensure that they were indeed sleeping before backing out of their tent. He stayed up a bit longer after putting them to bed, just in case on of them woke with frights or had to use the restroom, working silently on his latest creation.

A special surprise for Lucifer on his next birthday.

Eventually though he himself turned in for the night, leaving little glowing orbs as markers to his tent from theirs just in case.

Little red eyes opened slowly, a tiny hand coming up to rub against his face. Looking around his eyes widened at the surrounding darkness and he stifled a sniffle. It was so dark and quiet and he was scared! He didn't want to sleep in his own tent anymore! He wanted Daddy! Pushing the blankets off himself, he quickly crawled up to his knees, looking back at his sleeping brother for a moment before clutching his stuffed dragon to his tiny chest and slowly crawling out of their little tent.

He sniffled as he crossed the soft grass in the cool night air, no long afraid of waking his brother at his sounds, he pushed at the flaps of his Daddy's tent letting the moon light illuminate his sleeping form. He watched for a moment as his chest rose and fell in rhythm peacefully. Rubbing at his tiny nose, he cautiously crawled inside. Chuck startled awake at the small hands gently shoving at his shoulder. Blinking the sleep from his eyes as he slowly adjusted to the darkness inside his tent.

"Luci?"

He reply was another sniffle, and he sat up in alarm.

"What's wrong little one?"

"Daddy I 'cared!"

He tsk'd gently, reaching forward and pulling the boy over into his lap. Lucifer clung to the front of his night shirt, burying his cheek into the fabric and looking around from the safety of his Daddy's arms. Chuck shushed his sniffles softly laying back down into his pillows.

"Scared of what little star? You know Daddy would never let anything happen to you, do you want to sleep with me tonight instead?"

Lucifer nodded his head sleepily, nuzzling his cheek into his Daddy's chest. Chuck smiled at him, pulling his blanket up over the small boy cozily.

"Alright then, do you want Daddy to hold you until you fall asleep?"

The boy nodded again, latching onto his shirt with a tiny fist once more. He smiled softly once more as he settled down into his pillows again, arms wrapped gently around the little boys form. It was only a matter of mere moments before the flaps of his tent were pushed open again and a little body was plowing itself into his side. Looking down in alarm, he lifted the edge of the blanket up to reveal Michael's frightened little face.

Brushing a finger over the boys cheek, he smiled tenderly when young eyes gazed up at him.

"What's wrong little one?"

"I'm scared! I don't wanna sleep by myself daddy!"

"But you have Leo with you."

Michael shook his head, nuzzling back down into his side quickly.

"Wanna be with you daddy!"

"But you were so excited to get your own tent."

Michael whined out a soft 'daaaaddddyyyy' in such a way it sounded as if he was fearful he would be told to go back to his tent all in his little lonesome. Chuck chuckled lightly under his breath as he reached down and scooped the child up next to his baby brother on his chest, hugging them both closely. Cuddling them in his warmth and protection.

"You both know all you ever have to do is ask."

Mud, he thought, was the absolute worst creation he had ever made. Two certain little fledglings of his would strongly disagree his point, but his opinion remained firm.

"Hold it you two mud monsters!"

They both froze in front of the bathroom door, Michael's little hand clutching at his brothers while his other reached up for the knob. Chuck turned to look at the two of them from where he was seated in front of the great wash tub on his knees, catching them in the act of trying to flee a much deserved bath time.

"If you so much as step one foot out that door, after I clean it, I will make sure you know never to do so again! I'll make sure to pay extra special attention to those little toes of your's Mikey"

He giggled, tiny toes scrunching up as he stood still in the doorway.

They had found a giant mud puddle and like any child his age, Lucifer had thought it best at that moment to jump right into it. Michael, never far from his brothers side, jumped in right after him. He'd finally found them after some frantic searching and the severe scolding he had had on his tongue died at their bouts of giggles and simply sat back to watch as they jumped about in the large muddy puddle happily playing together.

But all fun must come to a calming end at some point, and as the sun set on that fun filled day, he called out to his two beloved children holding out a hand for both of them.

"You two knew that as soon as you jumped into that muck it would automatically mean bath night!"

He picked up the rarely used scrub brush from the side of the tub, holding it for both children to see.

"Now, if you don't want me to scrub your little wings with the brush you dread so much then you'll scurry your muddy little behinds back over here"

The threat of the brush on their wings hung in the air as they exchanged looks, they knew from previous experience that he meant it when he said he would use it. Michael smiled at his baby brother, tugging on his hand as he moved to cross the room. Lucifer trusted his big brother with his entire being and followed after him dutifully. Chuck smiled at them adoringly, lifting them both up one after the other to plop them both into the warm water.

He poked Lucifer in the belly once gaining the boys attention and offered him a toy to play with. Lucifer took it happily, splashing it down in the water with a giggle. Michael turned at his brothers giggles, watching him play with his toy happily, smiling brightly at the offered toy from daddy to himself. With the two babes thoroughly distracted by the toys, cleaning them of the mud was a rather simple task.

Swaddling them both in towels when he was finished he lifted them up into his arms carrying them out and to their shared bedroom. As much as Michael had originally put up a fit at the thought of having to share his room with his younger brother, he couldn't tell you how many times he had walked in in the morning to spot them both cuddled up in one of their beds together.

They adored each other almost as much as he adored them.

Michael yawned as he was sat on his bed, rubbing at his eyes with the back of his hand softly. Lucifer looked about ready to collapse into his many stuffed toys and merely fall asleep right then and there. He smiled softly at the sleepy children as he moved to grab their pajamas.

Stopping first at Lucifer, seeing as he was already half asleep. Chuck lifted him gently to slide his little pants on.

"Lift you arms little one and then you can get some much needed sleep."

Lucifer nodded tiredly, worn out from a day of playing, lifting his tiny arms sluggishly above his head. Chuck smiled softly as he pulled the small top on, lifting him in his arms once more to pull the blankets back and tuck him in properly. Lucifer sighed contentedly as he snuggled into his stuffed dragon.

"Love you daddy"

He pressed a tender kiss to the boys temple, "I love you too little star."

Michael waited for his daddy, fighting a losing battle against his sleepiness. Chuck turned in time to see him slowly lean down into his pillows, smiling warmly at the sight. He slipped on this little pants and his top, tucking him under the covers, pulling them to his chin lovingly.

Leo jumped up on the bed too, curling up around his tiny shoulder, tail curled up around his arm.

"Sleep tight little lion"

Michael yawned, snuggling into his pillow, "Love you daddy"

"And I love you little one"

And he did, very very much.

Even if they were little troublemakers.

Michael and Lucifer are so cute to write!

Guess who gets added next! Lucifer's about to become a big brother, and Michael for the second time over!