#gn! mc

Mammon walked in the garden, flowers shining from the water. The grass waved at him but he continued until he stopped dead in his tracks at the sound of a certain voice. He went behind a tall tree and peeked to see MC and Lucifer sitting on a bench. Lucifer's coat was resting lightly on MC's shoulder. The eldest was rubbing their back as MC complained and ranted,

"AGHH! Mammon is so stubborn!"

He fliched at the mention of his name but continue listening.

"He won't talk to me at all! And- I- I just thought that I was getting through to him. Thought that he started to realized my feelings towards him."

He stiffened. Yeah Mammon's not the sharpest tool in the shed but he noticed alright. And he was happy and was going to go and barge into their room to confess but instead as he opened their door quietly, he saw as MC laid sleeping in their bed and a certain blonde brushed his finger's through their hair. So gentle as if they were made of glass, afraid to break them. He remembered he was going to jokingly yell at Satan to get out so he can talk to MC but before he can he watched his little brother brush MC's hair from their forehead and give it a gentle kiss. He then heard him whisper, 'Sweet dreams, I love you, MC...'.

He felt his heart break. He knew his little brothers like MC but he never saw it first hand. Satan was so gentle and stared so adoringly at the sleeping human, then is when Mammon knew he can't have MC. Ok 'can't' is the wrong world. He wouldn't have MC because his little brother, Satan, had already fallen to hard for the human. Mammon knew that the green eyed demon would treat MC much better than him. He, Mammon, was not good enough for this beautiful human, but Satan was. MC might've like the greedy demon but Mammon could never betray Satan. He didn't want the blonde to hate him more, for love non-the less.

He was brought back to reality as he noticed that Lucifer was no longer sitting with the human. Mammon let out a little sigh. Oh how his heart ache thinking about giving up MC. He turned and started down the path he came but stopped once a voice whispered his name,

"Mammon..."

He was tempted to continue walking, pretending like he didn't hear anything but he was nice. He stopped and looked back, his hair stuck to his skelp from all the water. MC ran up to him and smacked his arm causing him to hiss.

MC then grabbed his hands in their's and asked sadly, "Why, Mammon... Why are you pushing me away? D-did I do something wrong?"

He shook his head, pulling his hands away from theirs. He then pushed some of MC's hair behind their ear so it wasn't in their face.

"Naw, MC, Ya did nothin' wrong. No one did."

MC grabbed his jacket and hissed, "Then why won't you talk to me?"

With his enhance hearing he heard the HOL door bell rang, and he remembered that Luke and Barbatos are coming over to bake.

MC looked almost desperate as they gripped his jacket more tightly. Oh how Mammon wanted to hug them and tell them that he loves them and apologize for acting cold towards them but he remembers Satan. This is for him. Mammon doesn't care for his happiness, he wants everyone around him happy.

Mammon knew he was going to break if MC asked in that desperate voice again and he couldn't afford that.

He has been avoiding MC for the past two weeks, cutting their conversations short and running off to do 'business' when in reality he both hoped and didn't that MC would get the hint to leave him alone. They didn't. So now he has to end it once and for all. So Satan can come here and comfort MC. So he can (as Levi would as:) get friendship points with them.

He slapped their hands away, knowing that every word that would come out of his mouth he wouldn't mean.

"Geez MC, I just don't wanna talk to ya. Yer really annoying and cause me way to much stress. You're just being a burden to me, so if you will... Leave. Me. Alone." He said the last part slowly as he leaned to their level.

Tears swelled up in their the corner of their eyes and they shook their head, "No, I don't believe you."

He let out a little laugh and coldly clicked his tongue, "Heh, yup. You are no different from the rest. Ok, maybe it's not the full truth but whatever."

He watched as determination returned back to their eyes and he knew he had to knock them off their peg. He would have to hurt them. Not physically, oh no he would never. But he can with words, right? He has to push them away so Satan can get his happily ever after.

"MC, but it's true that you are a burden. Ya are just a dumb human I have to watch over. Now that ya know yourself around here I don't needa watch you every second." Mammon watched as their eyes widened but he had to get it over with, "So MC, I ask ya kindly. Please leave me alone. I don't want anything to do with you. But my brothers like you, that's the full reason I didn't push ya sooner. They care for you, I simply don't. I simply can't, MC. I can never like a human weather it is platonic or familial. J-Just leave me alone."

He turned as MC let out sniffles. He stopped once a small weak tugged him. He looked back and tried to make the most annoyed expression he possibly can.

"I-I still don't believe you... What is th-"

Mammon pulled away ruffly, "Maybe because you are delusional. But I guarantee ya, that 'one day you'll understand why I pushed you away.'"

Mammon strolled back down that path, leaving a crying, heartbroken MC in the rain.

Once he got in he let out a sigh and put on a confused smile as he walked towards Satan who was sitting on the he couch, reading a book.

"Hey, Tantan-" Mammon started but was cut off by Satan slamming his book shut.

"'Tantan?' Oh my diavolo..- I'm glad no one heard that. Don't call me that!" He glared, embarrassed. The greedy demon shrugged and stated, knowing once he says these words that MC will be forever gone from his grasp.

"Um- It's MC. I saw them cryin' in the garden but I don't have the time to comfort them, I just thought ya would but you don't have to-"

Satan stood up a dark aura surrounding him, "You LEFT them in the rain? Crying? Oh my diavolo, you are so-- UGH. I'll go and see to them." He shoved Mammon out of his way and went out the door.

Mammon let out another sigh and made his way towards his room. Once in there he jumped onto his bed. He noticed that he was crying and he couldn't stop. He let MC go. It hurt him so much. His first true love came into his life and he pushed them away. But it was for a good cause. He thought how Satan was probably comforting MC and they would just cry into his shoulder. Drowsiness caught hold of him and he fell into a slumber. Atleast he could dream of a life with them would be like because it would never happen in real life. At least he could dream.

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Sorry if this isn't the best, as I said I have writersblock~ ^^

I'm the type of writer who goes with the flow and write whatever comes to mind and not think of an ending lol.

Hope you enjoyed this! <3

Of course, it didn't bother Nadia. She didn't care about those kinds of things. Her ex-husband was the one who, if this situation happened to him, would go ballistic and lose his head. But Nadia? No, she was far more humble. The only thing she cared about was that her subjects treat her with respect and fairness, just as she did them. They didn't need to celebrate her birthday like a national holiday, they didn't need to celebrate her at all (if they didn't want to). They didn't even need to love her. All she asked was for dignity and respect.

It certainly helped that Nadia was one of the most loved countesses in all of history. People adored her for freeing them off their ex-count and her ex-husband Lucio, whom they weren't so fond of. Plus, she was always kind to them, and always had the best intentions for her people. Naturally, the shift in their behavior towards her on her special day was a bit of a surprise.

Nadia wouldn't even notice it if it was only her subjects who seemed to not care anymore. What's got her head in a twist just two days before her birthday is the fact that her friends, too, didn't seem to care.

Every year before this one, Portia would always get into her bedroom a week before her birthday and wake her up with breakfast in bed and a cheerful: "Happy birth week, My Lady!" And each year the countess would remind her red-head friend that there isn't something such as a "birth week", with a laugh. However, Nadia wasn't awakened like that on the first of July. 

Asra and Muriel would gift her together every year. Some potions and trinkets, anything Asra has found on his adventures around the world, neatly packaged with some fruits or plants Muriel found in the forest. However, when she joked about it with them a couple of sunrises before her big day, they pretended to not know what she was talking about.

And MC? Well, Nadia was excited for this birthday much more than for any before just because it was the first time she would spend her birthday with them. How exciting is that?!

Truly saying, the purple-haired woman wouldn't even care if everyone else forgot or didn't care, as long as she could spend the entire day with her partner. There wasn't a better gift for Nadia than spending a full, uninterrupted day with the one she truly loved, her dear MC. Perhaps they could go to the library and browse for a bit, or take a stroll around the town! Then, a picnic lunch, followed by a walk in the royal gardens, and then to finish the day with a slice of strawberry cake, lots of kisses, and endless cuddling. What a perfect birthday!

Those thoughts kept the smile on Nadia's face even after she realized her other friends forgot. Just the night before her birthday, feeling excited about spending the next day with MC, she headed to kiss them goodnight.

"Goodnight, sweetheart.. I'll see you in the morning, okay? And don't worry, I arranged everything already, we will have so much fun tomorrow!"

MC frowned their eyebrows, looking at their girlfriend confused. 

"Uhh... What kind of plans do we have for tomorrow, Nadi? I have some work to do with Asra, so is it possible we move those to another day? Please?"

The countess' heart sank in her chest. Crushed but dying to not show it, she swallowed the lump in her throat replying: "Y-yes, of course. I see that you're very busy lately, especially with the magician... Um, of course, dear. Another time"

Her partner smiled, leaving a quick peck on her cheek.

"Thank you for understanding. Good night, Nadi, love you!"

"Good night.."

The purple-haired woman just couldn't believe it. Yes, she could understand that the others would forget. They all lead pretty busy lives, and sometimes there wasn't any time for her. That's okay, of course. But, out of everyone, MC? She had never expected that MC would ever forget her birthday. 

Soon, the sun came up and the countess of Vesuvia was officially one year older. However, it didn't feel like it. MC didn't come to greet her, wish her a happy birthday, and kiss her until they both lost their breath. Portia didn't come to prepare Nadia's birthday outfit. It was another regular day, and no one cared.

After getting dressed, she strolled around the big halls of the palace. Strangely, no one else was around. She couldn't find any maids, housekeepers, or chefs. Where was everyone? Trying not to put too much thought into it, she decided to spend her birthday in the library. Surrounded by her favorite books and stories, some of which she brought from her home in Prakra. 

She knew that room like the back of her hand - it was her favorite room in the palace, after all. She could easily tell you where every single book was since she read and loved them all. For example, her favorite book of all time, the poetry book she got from her mother, was always on the farthest bookcase in the library next to her favorite loveseat. 

Re-reading the pages, Nadia felt hot tears sliding down her cheeks. In all of those pretty poems, every verse spoke about love and being loved. Right now, Nadia didn't feel loved. She felt forgotten and not cared about, especially by her friends. 

Suddenly, she noticed a page in the book that wasn't there before. 

'But that's absurd, a page can't just make itself!' 

She thought, wondering if she just didn't notice it before. However, there was no denying it - the ink was fresh, newly dried, and the poem written on it was completely new. Nadia recognized that writing. She could always pick apart the way MC looped their o's and l's from any other text in the world.

Walking out of the library with the book in her hands, trying to find MC and ask them about the poem, she decided to read it. 

"Like a beautiful lavender,

Like the stars in the night

As the warm sands in Prakra

Which under the sun shine so bright

Full of kindness, full of grace,

My beautiful happy place, 

Only she.

Her smile could make peace in this cruel world,

And her eyes could bring to their knees any man or girl

There's power and courage in the way she speaks,

and knowledge in anything she seeks,

Warmer than a thousand suns but perceived as cold,

Only she.

And I hate to break her already frail heart

And make her think I won't blindly follow her in the dark

To lie directly to her gorgeous face,

When I know it's better to keep my mouth shut.

Because only she could think that I forgot,

While knowing I love her as the sun loves the moon.

Only she would feel not cared for,

When she knows something surprising is coming to her soon.

Only she would swallow her words that she loves me too,

So, my dear Nadia,

Happy birthday to you!"

As she read the last line, she opened the doors of the grand ballroom, to check if MC was there. As soon as she walked in, what seemed like a thousand voices excitedly yelled: "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!". Everyone was there. All her subjects, all the palace staff, all her friends, and most importantly, MC.

"Oh my! What- I mean.. MC? Darling, what is all this?" She asked dumbfoundedly.

MC approached her with the biggest smile on their face. 

"Your surprise birthday party, of course! I know that you don't enjoy those big festivals they threw you every year, so I just thought that maybe you'd like a birthday party! Portia made you the cake, and Julian, Asra, and Muriel made the decorations! I organized the things, that's why I was working with Asra so much!"

Nadia looked around, speechless.

"You.." She choked out, new tears of joy spilling from her red eyes, "You remembered my birthday?"

MC put a hand on her cheek, pressing a soft, warm kiss to her lips. 

"Of course I did! How could I forget such an important date?! Don't tell me that you thought we forgot?" 

They asked with a smirk, pulling her into the crowd to get the party started. They drank, ate, danced, and Nadia doesn't remember having that much fun in years. It was the best celebration of her birthday she ever experienced.

Once the party died down and the subjects went home, MC and Nadia returned to Nadia's bed chambers.

"Oh, Nadi, I just remembered. Did you find the poem? That was a part of your gift, I hope you liked it if you did read it! I left it in the library, in your favorite book, I can go get it for you if you haven't and-"

MC was cut off by the powerful, passionate kiss Nadia gave them. Once she pulled away, leaving them breathless, she whispered:

"That was the best present and the loveliest thing anyone wrote me ever. Darling, thank you so much"

MC smiled, hugging her.

He is apprehensive of you taking his jewelry, but at the same time he really trusts you not to mess with him.

You ask for his earrings as well and he gets a little suspicious.

“Oi, you’re not trying to blindly rob the Avatar of Greed, right?!”

You smile at him and show him the machine, letting him know you’re going to clean it for him.

He’s smitten, no one has ever showed him such a simple yet wonderful act of kindness??? What is this??

He’s curious so he watches next to you, a little unsure if it will work.

Once you dip in his jewelry, the dirt, crumbs of food and evidently blood that both of you ignore begin pooling out into the liquid away from his rings.

He’s fascinated, and once you pull it out of the vibrating liquid it shines as the day he stole bought it.

His smile could warm your heart for eternity.

Bonus:

He quickly steps away to bring loads of random trinkets to test in the cleaner.

This includes shiny items his crows bring him.

The crows also like to watch you work and chirp excitedly when the item comes out 5x shinier than it went in.