The Smallest Underling

"Can you show me your favorite ones? I want to learn how to play them so that we can do it together," the little demon asked. They were definitely familiar with card games, having occasionally joined in on some when the other demons were having a game night, but the others tended to cheat so it wasn't as fun.

Viktor decides to cave, flopping on his side and letting Undertaker lay against his chest as he props his head up with a pillow, his arms weapped around their body with controller in hand. This was a little less than optimal but he was a natural at most of his faves.

... Yeah I can, I have to get up to change games out though and I'm too comfy right now. ,,

He nuzzles his nose into their back, smiling a little as he looks at the last game in the console. It was on Skate, and he giggles.

... I forgot I was dicking around in Skate. This game is really fun, you just fuck around and do skateboard tricks. You can do literally whatever you want, you can even go out of your way to purposefully break the game. It's pretty glitchy, makes it really fun. ,,

He starts up the game, and his tail flops over his leg, wiggling happily as he waits for it to load up. He was enjoying just being close to the other, and his stomach didn't feel like it was eating itself anymore. Just the closeness and happiness of the other was fueling his hunger well...

... You might like it if you like bones breaking and working up combos... uh, combos being for tricks you do. It's not as good as the previous titles but it's really fun. ,,

The game loads, and he's right into it, running around looking for a spot to climb up and nose dive. He hums, his breath slow as he concentrates on climbing up a particular building. It was already glitching out, and there were other players online diving and being silly. There was someone stuck halfway through the building too... somehow.

He gets to the top, and he puts a ramp prop down. He grins, leaning to look at Underling, tail wagging as amusement already bubbled up in his chest.

... Watch this. ,,

He leaps. He does a few tricks on the way down, but ultimately... he gets stuck in a bench. He snorts, giggling as the character ragdolls and freaks out.

Their tongue was poking out in concentration when they decided to go for one of the easy jumps, but even then the skateboard flew out from under the character and they wound up falling and the character's arm fractured from it. "Whoops," they said, though they couldn't keep another giggle from slipping out. "Lemme try again, I'll get it this time!"

Underling did not in fact get it that time.

"I guess we can be weird together, then," Underling said once they'd recovered from their giggle fit. "I mean, I like looking at flowers. Flowers! Because I think they're pretty and kinda fragile. Other demons would probably growl and stomp on them." So Underling liked flowers, huh? "I didn't get to leave the castle too often, yanno? Getting too close to the human village as a demon underling was just asking for trouble!" Not that they hadn't done it anyway and gotten themself killed for it at least once. Subconsciously, they reached up to rub at their neck as if they could still remember having their head cut off.

Their laugh was precious, he quickly notes. It was so sweet and carefree, it made him want to hear more of it... he'd have to keep being silly then. Plus... it felt nice.

... Well... I don't think you have to be mean. Not while I'm around. ,,

He smiles, and he moves to take the now empty bowls to the sink, he would wash those later. He cleans up the rest of the mess as well, putting pots and containers in the sink. He continues to listen to Underling speak, nodding along to let them know he was listening.

... Flowers are really pretty, I don't blame you. I like lilacs myself. ,,

He would keep in mind that they liked flowers though... he'll have to bring them home some. But he was being bombarded with questions now, and he giggles softly as he loops back around to Underling, leaning over the counter as he lets them ask their heart out.

... Of course I can show you! Here. ,,

He picks them up, holding them against his chest as he walks to his couch. He sets them down once again, grabbing a controller and turning his PS5 on. He sits next to Underling, and he pulls them a bit closer, his hand holding them close by their waist. His tail adorably starts to thump against the couch as he explains.

... So consoles are what make the games run, they used to run with discs but with time they filtered them out for a more digital approach. I still collect physical copies because the death of physical media is really serious, companies are really weird with consumers. And for games I like... really any RPG. I like platformers and shooters too. I can teach you how to play those if you want! I have a Switch too if you want to learn some easier multiplayer games. ,,

"Can you show me your favorite ones? I want to learn how to play them so that we can do it together," the little demon asked. They were definitely familiar with card games, having occasionally joined in on some when the other demons were having a game night, but the others tended to cheat so it wasn't as fun.

Underling didn't often get visitors in the middle of the night, but Pom's voice caused them to stir and blink sleepily. "Whuh..." they mumbled out, reaching up to rub their eyes. They didn't recognize the other as being demon nor human, and they blinked a couple of times in confusion before Pom's words finally registered.

"Oh, 's fine... demons are supposed to be able to take care of themselves anyway..." they answered sleepily.

Pom was neither a human nor demon. He was born from the void but ended up in this new land in his travels.

He didn't mean to wake up the demon, but he thought he was awake so he asked the question.

"Well, maybe you're too kind a demon for your own good. If it was any other demon standing in my place, they might try to take advantage of you."

Even though they weren't exactly large or strong, Underling didn't want Viktor to lose whatever it was that made him kind in the first place. Demons weren't usually kind in any sense of the word; they were selfish, and Underling really wasn't any exception. Their own needs tended to come before anyone else's.

... Well I don't really interact with other demons often! I don't see them around very much... ,,

He hums, gazing down at the little demon... and he huffs a little, thinking.

... Well if me being kind is an issue I can be mean... um, let's see... ,,

He puts on his best mean face, which was... way too cute. He didn't properly scowl, more of a mean mugged pout. His eyes glare, and he even shakes his fist as he puts on his best mean voice.

... Scram! Uh... you're... you're taking up my space...! ,,

He snorts, wilting a little as he giggles at himself, the tips of his ears turning purple. He really was just good at embarrassing himself... that was fine though, as long as it got a laugh out of Underling. That's what he was here for anyways, for some companionship and to be fed... both of them, in fact.

... Yeah I can't do it. Not to someone cute like you. ,,

He does flutter his lashes in surprise when he's called weird, and his brows knit together and he looks away awkwardly. Was he really that weird...? Did they mean it in the way he took it? Probably not, but he blushes regardless, scratching the back of his neck.

"I guess we can be weird together, then," Underling said once they'd recovered from their giggle fit. "I mean, I like looking at flowers. Flowers! Because I think they're pretty and kinda fragile. Other demons would probably growl and stomp on them." So Underling liked flowers, huh? "I didn't get to leave the castle too often, yanno? Getting too close to the human village as a demon underling was just asking for trouble!" Not that they hadn't done it anyway and gotten themself killed for it at least once. Subconsciously, they reached up to rub at their neck as if they could still remember having their head cut off.

Underling stared at him for a moment. "What's the catch?" they asked, tilting their head. No one offered a demon shelter and all the food they could ask for for free, even if the one offering was another demon. There was always some kind of stipulation, something that they would have to do in exchange. "I don't have any money or anything, so I can't really pay you back. Unless you want to have me work for it?" They knew enough about cleaning, but they would need to have accommodations made for their size. Whatever brooms, mops, and so on Viktor had would probably be too big for Underling to handle easily.

Still, they supposed at least they wouldn't be required to stand guard outside and watch for any intruders. That had been one of the most boring jobs that they could think of.

Vik's brows furrow slightly as they offer some sort of payment. Instead of answering initially, his hand slides under their chin to direct their gaze up at him. He shakes his head, smiling and chuckling. This was quite the view, a tall decently build incubus not even wearing a shirt was holding their gaze so sweetly, the only thing covering part of his chest really was the open shirt.

... You don't owe me anything, Underling. Please, just... let me look out for you. I want you to be happy, and it sounds like back where you were it just wasn't very... kind to you. I want to show you what kind demons can be like. ,,

He does give a soft giggle at their words, shrugging. He guessed it wouldn't add much but the mental image of it was funny.

"Well, maybe you're too kind a demon for your own good. If it was any other demon standing in my place, they might try to take advantage of you."

Even though they weren't exactly large or strong, Underling didn't want Viktor to lose whatever it was that made him kind in the first place. Demons weren't usually kind in any sense of the word; they were selfish, and Underling really wasn't any exception. Their own needs tended to come before anyone else's.

"Huh..." Underling mused, though they didn't comment on Viktor's stammered words or his reaction. "Guess that's another difference between demon underlings like me and the kind of demon you are. Dating's not really a thing between underlings, the bigger and more powerful ones just kind of take what they want." Sometimes it came down to a struggle, some of which Underling had been witness to on occasion. But Underling themself? Well, they weren't exactly the biggest or strongest, so if one of the other demons decided that they wanted to use Underling for the night then they just had to sit there and take it since they didn't have much hope of fighting the others off.

...It was really starting to sound like wherever Underling had come from wasn't exactly a good place. Just what kind of 'experience' did they have?

Underling didn't linger on it long though, shaking their head. "Nah, it was just a suggestion. Sex generates a lot of emotions, so you'd probably be full by the end of it. I can do cuddling too if that's what you want." To be honest, they didn't really want to hang out in the castle now that Overlord and Maiden were living there together. Yes, they still technically served the Overlord, but they didn't really want to stick around when the two of them were making goo-goo eyes at each other... and they'd probably appreciate the extra privacy, anyway.

Vik's brows furrow a little, looking worriedly down at the other. It was pretty clear he didn't like how they were treated, but he wasn't really able to do much to stop it... was he? He wanted to. He just had to figure out how to win the demon's heart... what was the secret to it?

God, he sounded like a cheesy Hallmark movie.

... Well, I won't take anything from you, Underling. That's absolutely not what I'm here for. I can feed you and you can stay as long as you want after. I'm serious about that, too. ,,

He turns to actually get to cooking, and luckily it doesn't take long. He puts the curry in a bowl for Underling, pushing it across the counter to them with a smile.

... Normally I'd spice it up a lot more but I don't know how spicy you typically like your food... ,,

He scoops his own bowl, swinging around the counter and... absolutely dousing it with hot sauce. It was kind of funny to watch, he pours out at least a third of the bottle and stirs it in.

... Oh, and of course. I don't mind helping... you're light for me. ,,

He grins, thinking. Oh, he was about to say something dumb wasn't he.

... Do you think if I used you as a tiny weight my arms would get stronger? ,,

Underling stared at him for a moment. "What's the catch?" they asked, tilting their head. No one offered a demon shelter and all the food they could ask for for free, even if the one offering was another demon. There was always some kind of stipulation, something that they would have to do in exchange. "I don't have any money or anything, so I can't really pay you back. Unless you want to have me work for it?" They knew enough about cleaning, but they would need to have accommodations made for their size. Whatever brooms, mops, and so on Viktor had would probably be too big for Underling to handle easily.

Still, they supposed at least they wouldn't be required to stand guard outside and watch for any intruders. That had been one of the most boring jobs that they could think of.

When inquired what they wanted to eat, Underling just shrugged. "Anything that tastes good. I'm not really picky." They had managed to shove those memories back into the depths of their mind where hopefully they wouldn't resurface again. It would be bad if they had a flashback of eating human flesh when they were biting into a hunk of meat or something.

Viktor nods, initially not really getting what Underling meant. He was pretty go with the flow, whatever his... well, would he call this a date? Probably, wanted to do tonight, he was mostly up for the task. He moves to the kitchen, it was in the same room and just off from the living room and dining room. Anything, huh? Then he'd just have to make something really good!

He gathers some ingredients, he would just make some curry since that didn't sound too bad to him. He'd ease on the spice a little just in case his friend didn't enjoy overly spiced foods like he did. As he got things started, pots were being taken out, he listened to Underling talk... and something they say really takes him off guard. Viktor chokes on air, turning quite the splendid purple as his tail curls instantly around his leg. What?? What???

... Huh? I- oh god, I didn't mean- holy- no no no. I just meant like cuddling!!! Cuddling. Normally, no uh- no sex, oh my god. Did I make things come off like that? I don't want to make you think this is just like... a one night stand. I just kind of uh... really wanted someone around tonight. Gets lonely. ,,

He smiles in embarrassment, tucking a hand behind his neck as he kneels down to speak to them once more, his face a vibrant deep purple. His tail was curling against his back, wagging slowly as he tried to stop his brain from actively crumbling on itself. Poor thing was beyond flustered.

... I'm... charmed you'd be willing to do something like that with me though, god... no, I'm not going to ask something like that on a first date... that's what this is right? I think... oh gosh, I don't even know, my brain's all messed up now. Uh- I'm fine though! It's okay. Just... wow. ,,

He was going to stand, but he realized he should probably move them somewhere a little more comfortable so they didn't have to stand awkwardly the whole time. He also realized he was rambling, so he quickly shuts himself up... it was an awful habit that typically happened when he was flustered like this.

... Uhh- here. ,,

Before he turns the stove on, he leans down, gently slipping his hands around Underling like he was picking up a cat. He knew they wouldn't be able to get into the island chairs themselves, the chairs were a bit taller than them, and... well, he figured it would save them the trouble of climbing up. He sets them down on the chair, it had a nice cushioned seat so they wouldn't get too uncomfortable sitting there. He leans over the counter for a second, smiling. His tail was wagging slightly, and he had that look in his eyes... oh boy.

... Uh... seat fit for a king? I hope. You... ohh. I don't even know where I was going with this. ,,

"Huh..." Underling mused, though they didn't comment on Viktor's stammered words or his reaction. "Guess that's another difference between demon underlings like me and the kind of demon you are. Dating's not really a thing between underlings, the bigger and more powerful ones just kind of take what they want." Sometimes it came down to a struggle, some of which Underling had been witness to on occasion. But Underling themself? Well, they weren't exactly the biggest or strongest, so if one of the other demons decided that they wanted to use Underling for the night then they just had to sit there and take it since they didn't have much hope of fighting the others off.

...It was really starting to sound like wherever Underling had come from wasn't exactly a good place. Just what kind of 'experience' did they have?

Underling didn't linger on it long though, shaking their head. "Nah, it was just a suggestion. Sex generates a lot of emotions, so you'd probably be full by the end of it. I can do cuddling too if that's what you want." To be honest, they didn't really want to hang out in the castle now that Overlord and Maiden were living there together. Yes, they still technically served the Overlord, but they didn't really want to stick around when the two of them were making goo-goo eyes at each other... and they'd probably appreciate the extra privacy, anyway.

Viktor acknowledges the smaller's words with a soft hum, scratching his own neck shyly as his cheeks once again flush ever so slightly. They might be alright with it, but he felt a little bad... he didn't want to just flirt to eat and send them on their way. Considering where they were at right now, honestly he wouldn't mind seeing Underling again after this. At least, he sure hoped he'd be able to.

Viktor stretches a little as they enter the house, a few joints in his back popping. His tail also stretches, wobbling slightly. Biiiig stretch. He does smile a little at the demon's sentiment, tilting his head.

... Were you? You're sweet, but... it won't feed me much anyways. Your own happiness from me cooking for you should be enough to hold me over for a little while... ,,

A little while being only a few hours, but he didn't have to voice that.

... After you eat, we can cuddle up on my couch if you want... you don't have to- I just wanted to offer, I mean, it'll feed me more and I just- I noticed you did enjoy me petting you and everything so... ah... ,,

He scratches his cheek, brows knitting together as he shyly avoids their hidden gaze, tittering to himself as he shyly moves on from his little advancement on them. God, this was stupid... he'd invited them into his own home and here he was still stumbling over himself. At least it was charming to some.

... What kind of meal are you looking for anyways!! Haha... ,,

When inquired what they wanted to eat, Underling just shrugged. "Anything that tastes good. I'm not really picky." They had managed to shove those memories back into the depths of their mind where hopefully they wouldn't resurface again. It would be bad if they had a flashback of eating human flesh when they were biting into a hunk of meat or something.

"Oh, uh, no! I'm fine. The music's nice." It was definitely way different than what they'd expected to hear, but the music was kind of soothing in a way that they couldn't quite explain. Mournful too, even though they weren't all too familiar with the Silent Hill franchise (or even just video games in general). "It's just bad memories is all. Don't worry about it." They waved it off with a smile, though it didn't seem as genuine as it could have been. "Let's just say being a demon isn't always sunshine and flowers, yeah?"

The gentle petting of their head did make them brighten somewhat, the tension of the little demon's frame easing and their smile turning just a bit more genuine. "I'm sure you'll be okay though, you're a lot bigger than I am so you'll have an easier time getting respect from other demons once you know what you're doing." They gave Viktor a double thumbs up and a brighter smile.

He hums... he was still worried, and their quick dismissal did make him a bit more nervous, but he wouldn't pry. It wasn't any of his business, and if they didn't want to talk about it, he wouldn't be forcing any answers.

... Eh... respect is one thing. I get along just fine with my online friends, and not everyone's gonna like me... you know? I'm just kind of at terms with it. ,,

Viktor's own defeatist attitude shone through for just a second, although he was trying to have it come off as a nonchalant fact. This wasn't obvious however. He continued to drive, stopping twice more before they'd arrive at his house finally. He gets out, circling around to help his new friend out of the car, helping them step down as well so they didn't trip or anything. His hand remains low so they could once again grab onto it as well... he didn't have to, but they seemed to enjoy small physical affection, who was he to deny it when he liked it himself?

... I just like making friends, I guess. And you've been really nice so far. Even when I... tried to flirt with you initially. So sorry about that. ,,

He chuckles weakly before leading Underling inside, unlocking the door as they went in and relocking the door once they were both inside. People were weird nowadays after all, if he left his door unlocked who knows who could just come barging right in?

Underling frowned a little as they listened to Viktor, but they weren't exactly going to be judgemental of or dismissive towards how he felt. When the car inevitably stopped, they reached out to take his hand again as they climbed out of the car with his help. "I didn't mind you flirting with me," they replied with a slight shrug. "Normally demons don't bother trying to charm each other with words. They just kind of take what they want unless you're strong enough to fight them off."

Underling had never been strong enough.

Viktor was an unusually kind demon, so Underling wasn't sure if he'd be able to fend off anyone who tried to take what they wanted from him either. Underling had been used because they were small, convenient, and easy to overpower. They'd learned to deal with it, but they hoped Viktor didn't run into any of their former 'friends.'

They were quiet again as Viktor explained that the only way he could eat was through flirting and romantic gestures. Maybe they could figure out a way to help him with that? They'd been planning on sharing food with him anyway when they'd heard his stomach growl, and starving was a horrible feeling.

As they listened to his explanation, it did make sense that something like this would cost a lot of money. Horses could go for a lot of money too, but if this 'car' thing didn't get tired like horses did and was even faster than a horse, then it was no wonder the price for it was so high. 'Social media' and 'Facebook' were more concepts that they weren't familiar with, but Viktor was pretty patient with them as he informed them what they were. It was a lot to wrap their head around; why would people communicate over screens if they lived close together rather than just meeting up in person?

Underling did startle a little when the car started, looking around before realizing the sound was in fact coming from the machine that they were sitting in. When inquired what sort of music they preferred, they shrugged. "Human performers didn't really come to visit the Overlord's home before. They thought we would eat them if they got anywhere near the place."

(Flesh and bones gave way under their teeth as they ripped into the maiden's arm/the old man's leg, the screams of pain ringing in their ears as they devoured what they could.)

Viktor exhales a soft laugh as they jumped, he kind of figured they would.

... It's okay, the car doesn't move until I push the pedals. ,,

He had noticed the way the demon had leaned into his hand though... he smiles a little, although he couldn't pet them more as he had to focus on the road as he started driving. He pulls off slowly, just so Underling would grow used to the feeling of it moving.

... My home isn't far from here, we won't be in here long. ,,

He settles on turning on a mix of video game soundtracks, it was just through his phone anyways so he turns it down so they could hear eachother talk over it.

... Ah- are you okay? Should I change it? ,,

He had in fact noticed from the fraction of a second he peeked over, their little ears drooped so sadly. He was worried, but he continues driving. He reached a stoplight, in which he reached over to gently push his hand over their head again, careful of their horns as he pet them gently.

... Or is it something else? Uh... you can talk to me about it if you want, it's alright. ,,

"Oh, uh, no! I'm fine. The music's nice." It was definitely way different than what they'd expected to hear, but the music was kind of soothing in a way that they couldn't quite explain. Mournful too, even though they weren't all too familiar with the Silent Hill franchise (or even just video games in general). "It's just bad memories is all. Don't worry about it." They waved it off with a smile, though it didn't seem as genuine as it could have been. "Let's just say being a demon isn't always sunshine and flowers, yeah?"

The gentle petting of their head did make them brighten somewhat, the tension of the little demon's frame easing and their smile turning just a bit more genuine. "I'm sure you'll be okay though, you're a lot bigger than I am so you'll have an easier time getting respect from other demons once you know what you're doing." They gave Viktor a double thumbs up and a brighter smile.

Underling smiled back at him, and perhaps for the first time the incubus would be able to taste the happiness radiating off of the smaller demon. "Relax, I've got your back! You'll be fitting right in with the rest of us before you know it," they assured, though some of the words Viktor spoke while he walked with them made Underling tilt their head slightly in confusion.

"Hey, what's a car?"

They didn't have to wait long for their question to be answered as Viktor escorted them to some kind of weird machine that they'd never seen before. They paused for just a moment, staring at it. After all, this was the first time they'd ever seen something like this. In the village, humans either walked or used horse-drawn carriages for longer trips.

That happiness felt great, although it wasn't enough to feed him properly, it did make him a little less hungry. Their head tilts make him grin a little, oh this little demon would be the death of him, they were much too precious for their own good... but Viktor would refrain. He wasn't about to force anything on them after all!

When they asked what a car was though, his brow raises. They've never seen a car before? He didn't answer yet, they were still talking... it was interesting to him, he guessed Hell properly just didn't have cars. They looked so tiny in the seat though, and he bites back another giggle as he leans over to help buckle them in. He adjusts the belt so it wasn't choking them either... and maybe a little selfishly, pats their head.

... Here, so you don't go flying. Cars are... kiiind of luxury unless you buy through a secondhand seller, like someone selling out of their yard or they'll make listings online, usually on Facebook. It's a social media service. ,,

He wasn't sure if they even knew what social media was, but he was quick to explain since they were so willing to help him with his whole demon situation... he was just grateful they hadn't asked why he was so bad at being a demon.

... Well there's still carriages and horses some places! Cars just took over since they're faster. It's quicker to get to point B that way. Here, watch. ,,

Vik points at the little button that starts his car, the presses it. The car hums to life, and he grins so happily at Underling. Nice and simple!

As they listened to his explanation, it did make sense that something like this would cost a lot of money. Horses could go for a lot of money too, but if this 'car' thing didn't get tired like horses did and was even faster than a horse, then it was no wonder the price for it was so high. 'Social media' and 'Facebook' were more concepts that they weren't familiar with, but Viktor was pretty patient with them as he informed them what they were. It was a lot to wrap their head around; why would people communicate over screens if they lived close together rather than just meeting up in person?

Underling did startle a little when the car started, looking around before realizing the sound was in fact coming from the machine that they were sitting in. When inquired what sort of music they preferred, they shrugged. "Human performers didn't really come to visit the Overlord's home before. They thought we would eat them if they got anywhere near the place."

(Flesh and bones gave way under their teeth as they ripped into the maiden's arm/the old man's leg, the screams of pain ringing in their ears as they devoured what they could.)

"You know, if you called any other demon I worked with cute, you'd probably get your face clawed to bits."

"Good thing I'm not any other demon, huh?"

They leaned back, crossing their arms behind their head. "Still, probably not a good idea to call demons you meet cute. A lot of 'em will take it as an insult, and I've lived with a lot of other demons. Mostly underlings like me, but it's a good thing to remember if you don't want to get yourself hurt."

Underling hadn't reached... well, however old they were now, but it was definitely older than fifty... by calling other demons cute, that was for sure.

He blinks, once and twice. Oh dear.

... Really? God- I'm so sorry then, I didn't mean to come off offensive... you're just smaller than any of the demons I've met. Leave it to a incubus to find others cute... ,,

His eyes scan the little demon carefully, lashes shading his eyes as he listens to them speak.

... Makes sense, gah. I'll keep it in mind... ,,

The offer was something that makes him smile a little, his fangs visible now as he gives quite the gentle but toothy smile. When they grab his fingers, his tail wags faster, and he can't help the giggle that emits from him.

... Then were off! I'll just drive you in my car... oh, you won't regret tonight I promise you that- do you... have anything you like to do in your spare time? I have games if you want to play Dark Souls or something. ,,

Underling smiled back at him, and perhaps for the first time the incubus would be able to taste the happiness radiating off of the smaller demon. "Relax, I've got your back! You'll be fitting right in with the rest of us before you know it," they assured, though some of the words Viktor spoke while he walked with them made Underling tilt their head slightly in confusion.

"Hey, what's a car?"

They didn't have to wait long for their question to be answered as Viktor escorted them to some kind of weird machine that they'd never seen before. They paused for just a moment, staring at it. After all, this was the first time they'd ever seen something like this. In the village, humans either walked or used horse-drawn carriages for longer trips.

"Sounds great! I'm not too picky, so I'll eat pretty much whatever," Underling answered, tail already wagging. At the mention of their skin color, Underling looked down at themself. "Huh, guess you haven't met too many underlings then. We all have blue skin and white hair. Speaking of underlings, Underling's what you can call me! I'm nonbinary and use they/them pronouns."

... Oh. Er. Works for me. ,,

Maybe things weren't going as bad as he thought. Seeing the other's tail wagging causes his to wag in response.

... I haven't, no. It looks um... cute on you though. God, sorry. ,,

He facepalms, the tips of his ears flushing purple. He needed to knock it off, they obviously weren't responding in a way that would feed him yet. His stomach growls, causing his face to turn a much deeper purple. He does shift to shake the little demon's hand... oh my god their hand is so tiny in his. His tail wags faster.

... Underling it is then...! I'm Viktor, some people default to Vik... uh, I'm just a basic guy, he/him. I've thought about trying they before though... just not in a lot of spaces to really try that. ,,

"You know, if you called any other demon I worked with cute, you'd probably get your face clawed to bits."

"Good thing I'm not any other demon, huh?"

They leaned back, crossing their arms behind their head. "Still, probably not a good idea to call demons you meet cute. A lot of 'em will take it as an insult, and I've lived with a lot of other demons. Mostly underlings like me, but it's a good thing to remember if you don't want to get yourself hurt."

Underling hadn't reached... well, however old they were now, but it was definitely older than fifty... by calling other demons cute, that was for sure.

... Uh- If it's what you want! I'll make you something, should have plenty of ingredients at the house... ,,

His tail swishes behind him and he kneels down to talk to the little demon... he didn't know they came this small!! Cute...

... Ahum. You're... quite the pretty shade of blue. Purple and blue mix well, you know, uh... ,,

"Sounds great! I'm not too picky, so I'll eat pretty much whatever," Underling answered, tail already wagging. At the mention of their skin color, Underling looked down at themself. "Huh, guess you haven't met too many underlings then. We all have blue skin and white hair. Speaking of underlings, Underling's what you can call me! I'm nonbinary and use they/them pronouns."