A sheep in hell

Hi, I've decided to make a list about this series because I hope to be adding extras and situations and I'd like to have it all recapped and organised.

How it all started

The talk

The First talk

Lucifer, Mammon & Levi

Satan, Asmo & Beel

Belphie, Diavolo & Barbatos

Simeon & Raphael

Solomon's reaction

Return the favour

Mephistopheles

Mc: *just out of the shower, covering themself with a towel* DIA, KNOCK BEFORE YOU COME IN!!!

Diavolo: Sorry, Mc *steps out of their bedroom and leans against the door*

Asmo: Lord Diavolo???

Diavolo: …

Asmo: Lord- why are your pupils so dilated???

Diavolo: I…

Asmo: They cover your whole iris!! We need help!! Lucifer!!! *runs off to find him*

Diavolo: Maybe Mc should have a magic lock on their door…

Diavolo: …

Diavolo: Maybe Mc should have their own residence… next to the palace.

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Barbatos: Oh? Since when have you been so demanding, Mc?

Mc: *staring at him intently, before sighing resignedly* I had to try. Sorry for bothering you *tries to leave*

Barbatos: *hugging them tightly from behind*

Mc: Barbatos???

Barbatos: I never said I wouldn’t do it, it’s just that…

Mc: ?

Barbatos: I’m not used to someone treating me so naturally *burying his face in the crook of them neck*

Mc: Don’t say that.

Barbatos: Mc, I’m not used to showing affection, to affection in general; it’s hard for me to break that habit.

Mc: *smiling* It’s hard for me too, since, well, “you’re the one who controls time,” but my desire to give you love wins out, so… can I hold off until you’re ready?

Barbatos: *laughing* You don’t need to wait, honestly, I’d like to get used to it this way.

Mc: And you say you’re the one who’s not used to showing affection when you say things like that…

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However, that place wasn’t entirely unknown to you; there was something about it that felt familiar, but you couldn’t quite put your finger on what it was.

“There you are!!”

You turned toward the voice, and your eyes flew open as you saw the figure of a man approaching. Like that place, you didn’t know who he was, but there was something familiar about him. What you had no doubt about was that he was an angel—those white clothes, that aura of solemnity, and that great power beneath the apparent calm; he couldn’t be anything other than an angel.

Mammon: And what’s the alternative?

Satan: Being stuck here all day.

Mammon: *thoughtfully* It’s tempting… but it would be a wasted day.

Satan: Exactly.

Mc: *storming into the room with a slam*

Mammon and Satan: !!!

Mc: *looking tired*

Mammon: H-hi, Mc.

Mc: *approaching the demons*

Satan: How’s it going *nervously*?

Mc: *grabbing them by the wrists and dragging them to the bed*

Satan and Mammon: *being pushed said bed*

Mc: *curling up between them with a smile*

Satan: *sighing* And there goes our study day *settling in* You should stop staying up late to study.

Mc: I work better at night, even though it’s always night in the Devildom.

Mammon: Mc *blushing* you’re not the only one taking exams, if we keep this up, we’re going to fail.

Mc: You guys are demons; you’ve been around for ages. Those exams should be a piece of cake.

Belphie: Tell them, Mc.

Mammon: Belphie?

Satan: How long have you been here?

Belphie: *hugging Mc* I live here now.

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The touch of your fingers was soothing, and little by little, all the stress in his body melted away under your hands. You hummed as you focused on the task, and that allowed him to let his mind wander.

Now that they had graduated from RAD, they had fully entered the game of the upper echelons of hell; power dynamics and influence were unavoidable, and as Diavolo’s right-hand man, he had to be good at it.

He’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy having all eyes on him; his pride shone in all its glory as all the demons followed his every move with longing. But, deep down, he wanted none of it. He would have preferred a small celebration with his brothers and friends, with you, a thousand times over.

He opened his eyes; sleep was overtaking him. You smiled sweetly at him and caressed his face. There, after all that, lay his greatest longing: to have you by his side in the place that meant being Lucifer Morning Star. To introduce you as his spouse, his partner, his greatest pride. How wonderful that would be.

He trembled slightly, how dangerous it would be for you, but he couldn’t stop wishing for it. The only thing he wanted as a birthday gift, the only wish that came to mind as he blew out the candles, was a life with you.

“All done”

He rose slowly and stretched his wings; he felt completely renewed. He looked at you fondly, how could he want anything more?

“You’ll stay here tonight, won’t you?”

“Huh? I don’t know, I don’t know… why should I?”

That mischievous smile was enchanting; he approached you with eyes ablaze.

“Because it’s my birthday, aren’t you going to grant my wish?”

You surrendered to his waiting arms, and he embraced you as if he wanted to melt into your skin; his wings folded to shelter you both. And looking into your eyes, he leaned in to kiss you, you returned the kiss, after all, it was his birthday.

“Happy birthday, Lucifer”

Maybe it was a little too soon for his wish to come true, but he didn’t hate that day-to-day life by your side either.

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Happy birthday to our prideful peacock 🦚💙

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Jack: Yeah?

Deuce: Jack and I are teammates.

Yuu: *giving Jack a critical look*

Jack: What???

Yuu: You’re telling me that you enrolled in this school inspired by how Leona played Spelldrive, that you “betrayed” your dorm because you couldn’t stand people insulting that sport, and now you’re joining the damn track and field club?????

Deuce and Jack: …

Deuce: Now that you mention it…

Yuu: It’s curious, to say the least.

Jack: A man can have multiple passions, okay *embarrassed*??

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Simeon and Luke: ??

Solomon: What do you mean?

Satan: I’ve sensed that characteristic wrath of Mc’s.

Simeon: Characteristic?

Satan: Yes, *excited* it’s like a rage that rises from the depths of the throat and is accompanied by the urge to set everything on fire and destroy everything, and I quote, “if everything goes down the drain, we’re all going down with it.”

Luke: Nothing’s happened *a little scared*, I think.

Simeon: That’s true, Mc didn’t—

Mc: *from some corner of the Purgatory hall* HOW CAN THEY ALLOW THAT????!! ARE THEY JUST GOING TO KEEP DOING WHATEVER THEY WANT???!!

Simeon and Luke: …

Satan: *smiling* It’s a charming kind of wrath; I’m here to encourage it *goes to look for Mc*

Solomon: Oh yes, the wrath that sparks a revolution, it really is charming.

Simeon and Luke: *looking at each other, confused*

Solomon: Human stuff, you wouldn’t understand.

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Mc: Okay, let’s go over a couple of things.

Lucifer: Is that why you called us here?

Mc: *smiling* I can jump.

Mammon: Obviously?

Mc: I can’t jump from a height of 10 meters.

The brothers: .…

Mc: I can stay up all night, go without sleep for a night.

Asmo: I think I know where this is going…

Mc: I can’t go more than 72 hours without sleep.

Levi: Ha, ha, ha…*looking down*

Mc: I *pointing at themself* can eat spicy food.

Beel: …

Mc: I can’t eat things that are as hot as lava.

Satan: I think we get the idea.

Mc: I can give bear hugs.

Belphie: … Damn.

Mc: I *taking a breath before slamming the fist on the table* can’t stand bear hugs from creatures with the strength of a hydraulic press!!!!!!!

The Brothers: ...

Mc: If you want me to survive this year, you’d better remember those couple of things!!!!

Diavolo: Ah *very embarrassed* that’s why I’m here too….

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Mc: *taking a spoonful of a thick, bubbling puree*

Simeon: To be frank, I’m still having a really hard time with it.

Mc: I’ll be honest with you, humans are very adaptable.

Simeon: *smiling* I’m aware of that.

Mc: But in my case, there are factors that weigh more heavily.

Simeon: Like what?

Mc: First, appearance plays a big role, it tastes better than it looks. Once you get past that, it’s much easier.

Simeon: That makes sense.

Mc: And second *bringing the spoon to their mouth* I’ve eaten worse things.

Simeon: … Worse… than this?

Mc: *nodding* And I’m still alive, so it’s not so bad.

Simeon: Sometimes I wonder what your life was like before you came here, Mc.

Mc: Don’t ask something you’re not ready to know.

Simeon: I’ll keep that in mind.

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Mc: *lying in bed with Belphie sleeping peacefully curled up next to them*

Lucifer: How long have you been like this?

Mc: All afternoon.

Lucifer: *raising an eyebrow*

Mc: It’s just that Belphie’s had a really stressful day, and this helps him relax.

Lucifer: *sighing while massaging his temples* I'm the one who's stressed.

Mc: Want to try *pointing to the other empty spot*?

Lucifer: I don't think that'll help, Mc.

Mc: Are you sure?

Lucifer: ...

Asmo: Mc!!

Mc: *lying in bed with Belphie on one side and Lucifer on the other, both sleeping peacefully* Hi, Asmo.

Asmo: Awwww, I have to take a picture of this.

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Lucifer: *transformed* ENOUGH!!! THAT'S ENOUGH!!

Asmo: But-

Lucifer: No buts! Not another word.

Everyone: …

Lucifer: One more word, whoever says one more word sleeps with Cerberus tonight!!

Mc: …

The brothers: …

Mc: Otorrinolaringólogo.

Lucifer: …

The brothers: …

Lucifer: *covering his face with his hands*

Mc: Can I go with Cerberus now??

Lucifer: … Go

Mc: Yeeeii *runs off*

Belphie: Wow.

Lucifer: Why?

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I've left this word in Spanish because it will always hold a special place in my heart 🤭

Thanks for reading 🩷

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Mammon: *stirs up fights to make money* That’s who I am, Mc, a demon. It’s my nature. And for you, a human, it might be unacceptable, but to me, there’s nothing wrong with it.

Mc: …

Mc: Mammon *putting a hand on his shoulder* have you seen what people in power do in my world?

Mammon: Huh?

Mc: You think that’s going to scare me??? What scares me is that humans are genuinely worse than demons, honestly.

Mammon: … Huh?

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Mammon: Mc, could you come up with a spell to make all the lost coins in the Devildom come to me?

Belphie: Could you create a spell to keep the side of the pillow cool?

Levi: Mc!! Could you create a spell so you always get SSR cards???

Satan: And a spell so Lucifer’s shoelaces always stay untied?

Mc: But aren’t you guys demons???!! Why don’t you create those spells yourselves??

Satan: Mc, we’re demons, we don’t have an official license to create spells.

Mammon: Mc, I didn’t know you were so illegal.

Belphie: Very bad, Mc.

Mc: …

Mc: Sometimes I hate you guys.

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Sorcerer: I'm glad you came, Mc.

Mc: Thanks.

Sorcerer: You’re a thousand times better than that idiot of Solomon.

Mc: Excuse me?

Sorcerer: Oh, come on, we all know that without the demons, he wouldn’t even be a sorcerer. It must be torture to be that incompetent guy’s apprentice.

Mc: …

Solomon: Mc, why did they punish you by sending you back from the Sorcerers' Society' headquarters for three months??!!

Mc: Who knows.

Solomon: Mc…

Mc: *looking away* Maybe… or maybe not, I smashed one of the sorcerers' heads against a wall.

Solomon: …

Mc: …

Solomon: And they just penalized you?? In another situation, they would have expelled you.

Mc: Well *smiling* it turns out they’re the incompetent ones because they need me for the projects they’ve started.

Solomon: Oh *smiling proudly* that’s my apprentice.

Mc: Besides, it seems like a lot of people hated that guy too.

Solomon: I see, but what did he say to make you react like that?

Mc: *looking at Solomon affectionately* Who knows.

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Mc: *baking a cake* Hi, Lucifer.

Lucifer: Is something wrong? Is something bothering you?

Mc: Me? No, not at all. Why do you ask?

Lucifer: Whenever something stresses you out, you start baking.

Mc: Pff, Lucifer, it's just a cake.

Lucifer: Are you sure *pointing to a mountain of cakes on the counter*?

Mc: …

Lucifer: …

Mc: There’s no cake for you anymore.

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