As a treat to myself, I'm making the Seven Princes Obey Me! AU into a fanfic (WHOOPIE!!!)
Let me know of other sites I can post this on. I sent a request for an invitation for AO3
How did I even end up in this situation? Here I stood next to the intimidating Prince Lucifer, watching as his six younger brothers fought over the news of a new Royal Assistant being hired.
"ENOUGH!!" His voice boomed through the thrown room, each of his brothers stopping in their tracks. Mammon, the second oldest, mumbled the words "he started it.." and quickly snapped his mouth shut when Lucifer shot him a glare.
"This is our fifth new Royal Assistant. This year."
It was only March... Lucifer sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before composing himself to continue the conversation.
"You all need to quit acting a fool. It's embarrassing enough having all of you for younger brothers, but once I'm crowned king I won't stand to tolerate your idiocy."
"Ugh, there he goes again with the 'when I'm king' excuse." The fourth oldest, Satan, rolls his eyes, and the others agree with him.
"Yeah, you think you're so great just because you're the heir." Belphegor, the youngest, points an accusatory finger at Lucifer.
"Why do we even need an assistant? We just chase them off at some point anyway." Leviathan, the third oldest, laughs.
I feel myself physically trying to make myself smaller as the siblings argue some more. Is it too late to put in my resignation...?
"Ugh, just look at the poor assistant! You're scaring them!" The fifth oldest, Asmodeus pipes up. He walks over to wrap his arm around my shoulders. "Don't let these idiots intimidate you! They just can stand being told what to do!" He taps my nose and giggles, before Mammon yanks him away.
"YOU'RE gonna scare them off if ya keep grabbin' em like that!"
Beelzebub, the sixth oldest, has been silent thus far. His stomach growls loudly, interrupted the impending argument. "Can we go now? I'm hungry..."
"Yes, please get out of my sight." Lucifer is rubbing his temple in annoyance, and each of the brothers are quick to make their exit. Aside from Mammon and Asmodeus.
"Since I'm the second oldest, I suppose I can show ya around the castle. It's pretty big, new people tend ta get lost."
"Ugh, no!! They can't walk around dressed like that, we need to find them a new outfit first!"
"Ohhh, you're right. We gotta get ya outta those rags."
I glance down at my clothes. Sure they weren't nearly as fancy as their stuff, but this was the best outfit I owned..
Asmodeus gently grabs me by the arm, pulling me down the large corridor. Mammon is quick to follow, swatting Asmodeus' hand away from me.
"We've got plenty of clothes that are sure to fit you! If not, we have a tailor that can alter it to fit better!" Asmodeus seems giddy, trotting up to a room and pushing it open. It's gorgeous in here... flowers adorned the room, and a beautiful canopy bed sat in the middle of the room with the softest looking bedsheets I've ever seen. He walks over to another large door, pushing it open and revealing his large closet. The closet alone was bigger than my old bedroom back home...
He and Mammon flipped through the large amount of clothes in there, picking out multiple different shirts, holding them up to see if they'd look right, sometimes shaking their heads and putting it back. Sometimes Mammon would grab something and Asmodeus would yank it out of his hands and put it back. After what felt like hours of watching them pick out an outfit for me, they finally settled on something. I had to admit, it did look nice.
They were watching me expectantly.. "um... could you guys like, turn around...?"
"Oh, there's no need to he shy!" Asmodeus cooed.
"Yeah, you'll probably end up watching the maids and butlers changin' us anyway."
You can't help but squint at the two of them. Royal customs sure are strange.
"I can't do it with you guys watching me.."
"That's okay! I'd be more than happy to help you!" Asmodeus makes his move over to me, but Mammon yanks him away again.
"Don't let him fool ya with that nice voice! He's just lookin' for an excuse to touch ya!"
"Excuse me?? Don't talk about me like I pose some sort of threat!"
Quickly, while they argue, I change into the outfit they gave me. The fabric was the softest I'd ever felt before. I don't think the corset Asmodeus gave me was really necessary, but it tied the outfit together just right.
I turned away from the mirror I was looking at to look back at the two brothers. They'd stopped arguing, eyes on me now.
"You look FANTASTIC!! The corset isn't on right, but that's fine! Let me fix that for you!" I barely had time to react before he's turning me around and tightening the corset, squeezing every muscle and organ in my torso. All I could do was let out a squeak before the tightness went away and Asmodeus backed up to admire me again.
Mammon had stayed unusually silent this whole time, staring at my new outfit before meeting my eyes. His demeanor changed quickly, looking off somewhere else in the room.
"Yeah, whatever, you look fine."
Asmodeus rolls his eyes, taking a moment to fix my hair. "Don't mind him, he doesn't know how to say what he's really thinking."
"Shaddup, don't put words in my mouth!" He smacks Asmodeus upside the head, the fifth eldest wincing and glaring at his older brother.
"C'mon Attendant, it's time for that castle tour now." Mammon swiftly exits the room, not even making sure I was behind him.
The castle was big, we turned down several different corridors, each one with new rooms I had to memorize. They all looked the same to me. Asmodeus and Mammon would occasionally stop to show you different paintings of each of them. Some of them were all of them together, others were portraits of them by themselves. There was one painting that stood out to me. It had all seven of them, plus a girl standing between the twins.
"Yo, Attendant! Keep up, would'ja? What're ya lookin' at anyways..." He trailed off as he looked up at the painting. Asmodeus let out a soft sigh, but neither of them spoke.
"Let's go, we have to finish up showing you around before dinner." Asmodeus finally broke the silence, and Mammon agreed. I took one last glance at the painting before following their lead.
The pair lead down another corridor, I suppose this was where the other's rooms were. Mammon gave me a proper tour of his, showing off all of his stuff.
Asmodeus is eyeing something in the room, snapping his head around to glare at Mammon. "Isn't this MINE??"
"Ohhh, onto the next room!" Mammon grabs my hand and leads me out of his room as Asmodeus shouts curses at him.
"This is Levi's room, he's probably hidin' in there now reading one of his dorky novels."
"At least I can READ, StupidMammon!" A voice comes from inside the room, most likely Leviathan's.
"Don't call me stupid, Stupid!!" Mammon shouts back, but there's no answer. The second eldest scoffs, throwing up his hands in defeat with a "Whatever!" As he continues the poor excuse of a tour.
He finishes off by showing me my room. It's beautiful! All my bags are already inside, a butler or a maid must have brought them up earlier.
"Dinner should start soon, ya got an hour to get unpacked before ya have to gather us all."
"Oh- okay... where will everyone be?"
"Heck if I know! That's your job to figure out!" He taps my chest for emphasis, before turning and exiting the room. "Later!"
I didn't have much stuff to unpack. Clothes, necessities, a few of my favorite books and a handmade blanket from my family. I still had plenty of time before I had to gather everyone for dinner, so I decided to have a look around. Leviathan was most likely still in his room, Asmodeus was sitting outside in the garden painting his nails, Beelzebub was begging kitchen staff for a taste of the food early, and Satan was in the library reading. That left Mammon, Belphegor, and Lucifer...
wondering the halls. I stumbled on a different room that Mammon hadn't shown me. It was dusty, like the maids hadn't come to clean it in quite some time. Everything looked seemingly untouched. Aside from one little brother asleep on the bed. Well, now I know where Belphegor is. But I was told him and Beelzebub share a room...
Moving on, I found myself back near the library... but didn't I turn down a different hall..?
"Do you need help?" Satan was no longer looking at his book, but watching me slowly realize I'd gone in a circle.
I sighed, embarrassed he'd caught me. "Yes. I can't find Lucifer or Mammon."
Satan nodded, as if he already knew what I was doing. "Lucifer is in his private study above the library." He pointed to a ladder leading to the second floor of the library. "And Mammon is probably in the laundry room checking the pockets for money."
"Ah... okay... thank you." He gave me a nod before turning his attention back to his book.
"You should probably stop Mammon."
"The laundry room is downstairs, the first door on the left."
"Ah- thank you! Again!" I turned on my heels, making my way to the staircase and down to the laundry room. Sure enough, Mammon was sorting through the buckets of laundry, digging through the pockets and cursing under his breath whenever they came up empty.
"Mammon." I stood behind him and watched his body tense up, immediately dropping the shirt that was in his hands. He turned around and relaxed when he saw me.
"Oh, it's just you. Don't SCARE me like that!! For a moment I thought ya were Lucifer!"
"You shouldn't be stealing money from people's pockets." I crossed my arms, giving him my best disappointed look.
"Wh- wha??? That's not... I was just makin' sure nothin' got accidentally washed! Don't look at me with yer disapprovin' eyes!"
I sighed and shook my head.
"Come on. If you help me round up the others for dinner, I might decide not to tell Lucifer what you were just doing."
The prince's eyes widened. "Oh- of course I'll help ya!" He chuckled nervously, leading me out of the laundry room to gather the others.
Dinner was... crazy. Lucifer told me to go ahead and eat with them, but it seemed one of them wasn't too happy with that...
"Shouldn't they be eating with the other royal staff and not us?" Belphegor chimed in, cutting into his food with a force I'd never seen before.
"Yeah, you didn't offer to let any of the other royal assistants eat with us!" Asmodeus spoke in between bites, gently patting the crumbs off his face with a napkin.
"Curious, why did you offer to let them eat with us?" Satan eyed the eldest. His eyes were so... intense.
"Honestly, you all have no shame, do you?" Lucifer sighed and shook his head. "I could hear their stomach growling before they even came into my study. You all know staff don't usually eat until after serving us."
I could feel my cheeks heating up as I stared down at my plate. I was hoping nobody heard that...
"That still doesn't answer why you let this one eat with us and not the others. I've heard plenty of their stomachs growling before." Satan leaned against the table, a playful and teasing look accompanying the curiosity.
Lucifer furrowed his brows at the blonde, taking a moment to gather his words. "You all have gone through TWELVE royal assistants since we've started requiring one! I refuse to get off on a bad foot and loose another. It's bad enough the public believes we're 'rowdy'!"
"Hey, why are you wording it like you're not part of the problem? Didn't you fire one because they looked at you funny?" Leviathan put his fork and knife down so he could focus on the conversation now.
"Yeah, and one quit because ya look like you're gonna explode them with yer mind." Mammon added with a chuckle.
"Enough." Lucifer almost looked embarrassed... almost.
Beelzebub had been staring at my plate. He'd finished his long ago, but I think the staff cut him off... I couldn't help but take pity on him, pushing one of my side bowls over to him. I wasn't really sure what was in it anyways. His eyes lit up, quickly devouring whatever it was in the bowl.
Dinner continued with Lucifer remaining silent, and arguments breaking out between the rest of the brothers over small, petty things. The arguments continued, even while staff were clearing plates. Lucifer was first to leave, disappearing down a long corridor. They each followed one by one, until it was just me, Beelzebub, Belphegor.
"But I haven't had dessert yet."
"You know they aren't going to give you any." Belphegor grabbed Beelzebub's arm, trying to pull the much larger twin up out of his chair.
"Aww..." Beelzebub reluctantly stood, and the two twins left. I followed soon after, ready to curl up in my bed.
Immediately when I got to my room I flopped down onto the soft bedsheets. I'd only been here since a little after lunch, and yet it still felt like such a long day. I could slowly feel myself start to drift off, before my bedroom door burst open.
"Yo, Assistant! Say your older brother caught ya doing something you weren't, what would ya do? Not that I was doin' anythin' wrong!"
He yelped, falling to his knees and clasping his hands together in a praying motion.
"Ya gotta hide me! I'll do anythin' ya want! Pleeeeassee!!"
I sighed, lifting the covers of my bed. He was quick to dive in, hiding himself under the sheets next to me.
Once again, my bedroom door burst open, this time Lucifer stood in my doorway.
"Where is Mammon." His arms were crossed. There was a calm look on his face, but his eyes were stern, glaring daggers into my soul.
"I'm not sure. I was just about to go to bed before you burst in, you know." I gave him my own challenging glare back, crossing my arms and standing my ground. After a moment of studying me, he gave in.
"Very well. But if I find out you're lying to me, you very well might find yourself out of a job by tomorrow."
"Yeah, we'll see about that."
He eyed me once more, before turning and closing the door behind him.
Mammon and I listened for a moment, waiting to make absolutely sure Lucifer was gone. Mammon crawled out from my sheets, letting out a sigh of relief.
"Ya'know, I gotta say, you've got guts lyin' ta Lucifer like that."
"He's already worried about his reputation, I doubt he'd be so quick to fire me. Now get out of here and hide somewhere else before he does come back."
"Shoot, you're right! G'night, Attendant!"
"That's not my name!" It's too late. He's long gone, making a mad dash down the corridor and ducking inside Leviathan's room.
The sounds of the two arguing, followed by Lucifer catching the two of them and scolding them both was the last thing I heard before sleep caught up to me, relaxing into the mattress and drifting off as the chaos continued down the hall.
