Moral Benefits of Wisdom

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/41152164.

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: Multi
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Relationships: Diavolo/Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Asmodeus/Solomon (Shall
We Date?: Obey Me!), Barbatos/Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!),
Mammon/Mephistopheles (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Demon Brothers
& Demon Brothers (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)
Characters: Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mammon (Shall We Date?: Obey
Me!), Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Satan (Shall We Date?:
Obey Me!), Asmodeus (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Beelzebub (Shall
We Date?: Obey Me!), Belphegor (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Diavolo
(Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Barbatos (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!),
Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Luke (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!),
Solomon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Raphael (Shall We Date?: Obey
Me!), Mephistopheles (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Thirteen (Shall We
Date?: Obey Me!), Original Characters
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Angst, Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort,
Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD,
Underage Smoking, Drug Abuse, Child Abuse, Past Child Abuse, Past
Sexual Abuse, Abusive Relationships, Physical Abuse, Physical
Disability, Disability, Disabled Character, Trans Character, Trans Male
Character, Childhood Trauma, Bullying, Alternate Universe - High
School, Sexual Assault, Rape/Non-con Elements, Panic Attacks,
Anxiety, Autism, Autistic Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!),
Parental Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Both Raphael and Lucifer
were in a past relationship, Muteness, Transphobia, Self-Harm, Self-
Hatred, Victim Blaming, Drug Addiction, Dysphoria, Gender Dysphoria,
Suicidal Thoughts, Drug Withdrawal, Withdrawal, Fluff, Domestic Fluff,
Fluff and Angst, Family Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Laser Tag, Birthday
Party, Overstimulation, Cuddling & Snuggling, No Incest, Overworking,
Overworked Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Homophobia
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2022-08-19 Completed: 2022-10-29 Words: 25,565 Chapters:
15/15
 Moral Benefits of Wisdom
by InfatuatedWithGingers

Summary

An Obey Me human AU. The chapters will be about different stories that take place within
this universe!

Most character's are aged down and some back stories and families are changed to make
more sense. (The first chapter provides explanations)

Trigger warnings will be listed in the chapters notes. Except the first chapter mentions the
majority of the tags, and the trigger warnings are not listed in the notes for that one in
specific.

(The title is from King Solomon)

Notes
See the end of the work for notes
 Establishing things

The Adults:

Lucifer (22): Works the night shift at a local bookstore, in college studying law, him and
Diavolo are working to be hired into Diavolo's father's business.

Diavolo (21): Same details as Lucifer, his father doesn't trust him very much, daddy issues
but he's unaware.

Barbatos (26): Works as Diavolo's assistant and body guard, follows him literally
everywhere, through meeting Lucifer's family he's gained a crush on Simeon, he won't admit
it though.

Simeon (23): Finally entered college recently, studying to become a writer, has written books
in his free time that never got published, Luke is under his care, Raphael's older brother,
developed a crush on Barbatos.

10th Grade:

Mammon (15): Dating Mephistopheles, babysits his brothers and nephew, dyslexia and adhd,
struggles in school, gets suspended a lot, mental health issues caused by past trauma.

Mephistopheles (16): Dating Mammon, was born with a leg condition that causes him to
walk with a cane, dotes on his younger brother Azazel a ton, tries to help Mammon with
school, newspaper club president.

Raphael (15): Trans FTM, had Luke when he was 13, don't ask him about it it was a bad
time, used to smoke but Simeon convinced him to stop, had to pass Luke onto Simeon
because he couldn't care for him properly, PTSD from their father and past partner, goes
selectively mute at times, that is a lot of times, gets bullied, struggles with self-harm.

8th Grade:

Leviathan (13): Autism and really bad anxiety, sometimes gets picked on by students and
teachers, doesn't talk much, doesn't know anybody, nobody in their close circle goes to his Jr
High.

6th Grade:
Asmodeus (11): Considered to be a popular kid, doesn't like the spotlight as much as he let's
on, the only friend he really has is Solomon, the two have sleepovers often, he has an obvious
crush on Solomon but doesn't realize it, accidentally gets into everyone's personal space.

Solomon (12): Really quiet, has a puppy dog crush on Asmo, blushes a ton when Asmo gets
in his personal space, he doesn't have anxiety he's just shy, gets picked on but not bullied.

Thirteen (12 *just one more year*): Extremely loud and eccentric, asked Solomon to marry
her once in 2nd grade but he said no and she's still bitter about it, likes to pull pranks, still
kinda has a crush on Solomon, she's more interested in girl's now though.

2nd Grade:

Beelzebub (8): quiet, goes through 5 growth spurts a month, fast metabolism, only really
talks to Belphie, ate their triplet Lilith in the womb.

Belphegor (8): quiet, still takes naps, convinces Lucifer to let him wear pajamas to school,
kills small animals and bugs which scares the adults, bitter that Beel ate Lilith because he
wanted a little sister.

Azazel (7): While in the same grade as the twins he doesn't interact with them, he's pretty
loud, really nice, obeys every school rule, brings fruit for his teacher's, helps Meph out when
he needs it.

Actual children:

Satan (4): Lucifer's son, his mom abandoned them soon after giving birth, striking image of
his mother, temper tantrums, upset that Lucifer's always out working.

Luke (2): Raphael's child but raised to belive he's Simeon's, he was born from an abusive
relationship, somehow gets into cabinets and eats pure sugar from the bag, instead of a
stuffed animal he sleeps with a ladle.

Extra information:

[Family's] Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor are all
brother's. Satan is Lucifer's son.
Simeon and Raphael are brother's. Luke is Raphael's son.

Mephistopheles and Azazel are brother's.

Any other character's are the only member of their family that is relevant.

The mother of the six brother's cheated for Mammon. This makes Mammon half related to
Simeon and Raphael. This is how the two families met.

After their father caught their mother with another man sometime after the twins birth, he
left. Their mother ended up dying of alcohol poisoning. This left Lucifer in the care of his
brother's.

Their father used to verbally abuse Lucifer. And physically abuse Mammon. He was more
prone to anger with Mammon as he was the result of an affair. Asmo and the twins were too
young for him to pay them mind. And he forgot Levi existed half the time. Which is why
they were safe from the abuse.

Their mother, other than the cheating, was a good woman. She went through a lot of abuse
from their father. This led her to alcohol abuse. Which was inevitably what killed her.

Lucifer used to be in a very committed relationship. Though, after Satan's birth, she had too
much stress over the child. Her parents were also upset at her teen pregnancy. This caused her
to leave out of fear. (She gave birth at 17, Lucifer being 18.)

[Notes]

Instead of writing this in the notes section, I will write it here.

I will try to hurry and write the first chapter. I just thought that I should explain the lore so
that you don't get super confused.

The tags will change! I tried to write anything that I believe will happen. But, I may change
my mind. And I tried to tag what I've mentioned here.

If there's anybody that jumps out to you that you want a chapter on, let me know.

Personally, I think I'm gonna focus a lot on Raphael. Maybe even Lucifer. I really liked the
background I wrote for the two.

But, if you want a specific scenario, I will be happy to write it.

Something like elaborating on the 2nd grade proposal from Thirteen. Or whatever. Any
character works!

The only ships I will write at the ones listed.

Dialuci
Simebarb
Solodeus
Meph x Mammon (they don't have a ship name that I'm aware of)
Or something about Lucifer or Raphael's past relationship.

Okay, that is all. I will try to hurry on the first chapter.

Goodbye!
 Raphael centric
Chapter Summary

Trigger warnings:
Smoking addiction
Panic attacks
Gender dysphoria
PTSD
Past Abuse
Past sexual assault/rape
Withdrawal symptoms
Transphobia
Selective muteness

If I missed anything, tell me.

Also, I have never smoked before. Nor been addicted to anything. I did some research
and will try to make it as accurate as possible. Feel free to correct mistakes.

Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes

tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap

He anxiously tapped his finger against his desk.

Why does 6th period always last so long?

He chewed on his bottom lip, running over his plan.

Step 1: Go to the local corner store

Step 2: Buy a pack of cigarettes

Step 3: Smoke a couple in a hidden area

Step 4: Get the scent of cigarettes off his clothes somehow

Step 5: Return home

It truly was an awful plan.

Simeon had taken his last pack of cigarettes two days ago. He had a long talk with him,
informing him of why he should quit smoking.
But, Raphael couldn't shake off this constant need. He had to feel the smoke filling his lungs.
He had to taste it. Needed the pleasant buzz that followed.

He told Simeon he would stop. But, he felt like he would die if he continued like this.

He'd had a really bad day.

This morning he awoke with memories of him flooding his mind. And not just him, but his
father.

He choked down sobs, getting ready anyway. And when Simeon asked what was wrong at
breakfast, he didn't tell him.

Then, he put on a tight binder. His tightest one. It was a couple years old, and too small.
Dysphoria clinged to every inch of his body that morning. So, he had to go with that one over
his usual binder.

Over that, he put on one of his baggier hoodies. One that framed his body in a way that didn't
accentuate his curves.

And a pair of gray sweatpants to top it off.

All the kids who liked to mess with him decided to be extra annoying today.

They threw him out of the men's bathroom, saying that he didn't deserve to use it, threatened
to tell the teachers that he was trying to peak, wrote slurs on his notebooks, and kept shoving
him whenever they found the opportunity.

He couldn't pay attention in any of his classes. Anxiety creeped up on him in the most
unsettling way. Tears constantly pricked the corners of his eyes. He was even more fidgety
than normal. And could he please just get a damn cigarette?

They provided a nice buzz that got him to stop thinking so strongly about everything that
sucked in his life. And he wasn't allowed it anymore.

That is why he had to get them.

What does Simeon know anyway?

It's fine. He'll be fine. And if he develops lung cancer and dies young? So be it.

Just two minutes left of class. Just a few minutes until freedom.

Come on...

Why isn't the teacher at least letting them pack up? Why is she still talking?

Every second trudged by like an hour spent watching paint dry.

But, eventually, the bell rang.

Students rushed out as he roughly pushed the last of his supplies into his bag.

As he turned to leave, he bumped straight into Mammon.

He grumbled and tried to continue on his route, only for the younger to grab his arm.

Mammon looked nervous as he spoke, "Hey, are ya okay? You looked distracted and anxious
all day. Is somethin' the matter? Is somebody doin' somethin'?"

Raphael tried not to let his anger get the best of him, "No, I'm alright. Now if you'd stop
meddling in my business, which I assure, does not concern you, I'll be leaving now."

The white haired boy looked even more concerned, "Wait! Ya don't gotta get mad! I was jus'
tryna be nice!"

He decided to ignore him. Just continuing to walk away.

Mammon called his name a couple times. He just kept on walking.

The walk to the store went by in a blur. He slipped the pack into his pocket. Nobody seemed
to notice.

The only other person in the store was a cashier. And the cashier was staring aimlessly at the
slushie machine.

He grabbed a pack of gum and a water bottle, deciding to buy those to throw off any
suspicion.

Even if Nobody was onto him or noticing. He felt panicked. Like somebody was watching
his every move.

The cashier made no attempt to speak to him as he rung up his items. He was fine with that.

He made his way to a quiet alleyway. It was dirty and most definitely dangerous.

But, the peace was nice.

He stared down at the pack. Feeling extremely guilty all of a sudden.

He was betraying Simeon.

He told Simeon he would stop. Yet here he was with another pack.

His hands shook as he looked at his stolen item.

Guilt overwhelmed him.

Was he really that desperate? That he needed to steal?

It was illegal to smoke at his age. He could never pass for 21.
Was he that messed up? What's wrong with him?

This constant need was sitting in the back of his head.

A battle was waged in his mind.

Does he smoke or not?

He pulled it open, staring at the tops.

He looked up at the alley around him.

In between two larger buildings. He was leaned up against one of them.

Large trash bins lined the walls. Most of the trash on the ground.

A couple cats laid on bags, relishing in the cushion of the trash. Even if it wasn't very soft.

He pulled one out, staring at it for only a second.

This urge overwhelmed him.

Why did he need to listen to Simeon?

He didn't know what he was talking about.

Smoking isn't even that bad.

It's fine.

Raphael will be fine.

Simeon is just some guy trying to play as a parent.

News flash! He wasn't.

Raphael isn't his child. He can do whatever he wants.

He stuffed the box back into his pocket, grabbing his lighter from the other.

Good thing he remembered to grab it this morning.

Quickly, he lit the cigarette.

He took a long drag, happy to feel the smoke filling his lungs.

Within seconds that pleasant buzz sounded through his body. The buzz he had been waiting
for all day.

He leaned against the wall more heavily, slowly sinking to the floor.
After his terrible day, he finally felt the tiniest sense of calm.

A small smile creeped onto his face.

Panic was pushed to the back of his mind instead of being ever so relevant. Fear was still felt,
but not to the same degree as before.

As he finished the first one, a second was lit.

Almost two hours passed by, his phone buzzing often.

He reached the end of his pack. His last one slowly dimmed.

Once it went out he groaned.

Now he was gonna have to go home.

How was he gonna get the scent of smoke off his clothes?

Maybe he should have bought deodorant or something to help.

Smoke doesn't leave clothes that easily. What was he thinking?

But hey, oh well.

Fuck Simeon.

Raphael can smoke if he wants.

He'll just go home anyway.

He threw the cigarette buds away, as well as the pack.

Slowly, he walked back home. Their house was only five minutes from school. Two minutes
from here.

He didn't want to talk to Simeon.

Why didn't he leave his window unlocked?

Before he knew it, he was in front of their house.

He unlocked the door, quietly pushing it open, only a crack.

He stopped when he heard Simeon talking.

Inside he was pacing, Luke in one arm, phone in his other hand.

The call was on speaker. Simeon wasn't very good with technology as they were never
allowed it when they were younger. He'd only gotten his first phone about two years ago.
"Listen, Simeon, I know you're worried, but I'm sure he'll be okay. Teenagers do this
sometimes. I know that at his age I would sneak out or disappear all the time."

Simeon sniffled. Wait, was he crying? "I know. But... he isn't a normal teenager. He didn't
have a normal life. I'm scared that he's going to do something reckless. He's been doing bad
recently. And it didn't help that I am trying to get him to quit."

The voice, Lucifer, spoke again, "Okay, I get it. I can ask Mammon. Would that help? They
share a couple classes."

Simeon smiled lightly, "Yes. That would be a hu-"

Raphael didn't want to burden anyone else with his problems.

He pushed open the door the rest of the way, not allowing Simeon to finish.

Simeon looked at him, a smile breaking across his face, "Thank you so much, Lucifer. But,
he's back now. I'll call you later."

He quickly hung up, rushing over to Raphael.

Simeon wrapped him into a soft embrace. A sleeping Luke still situated in his arms.

In a lightly scolding tone he said, "Where where you? I was worried sick!"

Raphael opened his mouth to speak, only for Simeon to cut him off, "Why do you smell like
smoke? Oh.... Raphael..."

The tone in his voice made Raphael feel infinitely more guilty. Tears pricked the corners of
his eyes.

The high of the cigarettes was still there, but 'pleasant' wasn't the way he'd choose to describe
this feeling.

He brushed Luke's hair out of his face. The guilt over his mistakes increasing at the sight of
his son.

Simeon has to take care of this child because of Raphael. Had to spend his money and time
for him.

Once Luke was born, Raphael wanted to raise him by himself. But, he looks so much like his
father. And even his attempts were futile. Ending in panic attacks and fear.

He begged Simeon to keep Luke. And now its added another burden onto Simeon's busy life.

Simeon never chooses himself first. He only just enrolled in college recently. Even though he
graduated awhile ago. All in favor of caring for Raphael and Luke.

Why Simeon cared so much for him? Raphael didn't know.

He didn't believe it was worth the effort. Raphael wasn't worth the effort.

He broke off the hug, smiling at Simeon, "I'll be fine. Thanks for caring."

As he tried to walk to his room, Simeon grabbed his arm.

Second time that's happened to him today.

He loosened his grip slightly, "Raphael, can we talk about this? I'm concerned about you."

He froze at his words, "Don't be. I'm fine. You can stop pretending you're my dad, or
something. Because you're not! I let you live your life, let me live mine. Stop worrying about
me and worry about yourself, for once. You're always bending over backwards for everybody
else. Don't think I haven't noticed! So please.... don't worry about me. It's okay. You have
better and actually important things to worry about."

Simeon looked shocked and hurt.

Raphael couldn't make himself care. His older brother needed the words. And he needed him
to stop worrying about him. All it did was make him feel guilty. He hated pity.

He ripped his arm out of Simeon's, running into his room and slamming the door.

Suddenly he became aware of how heavily he was breathing.

He sunk to the floor, back against the door.

He breathed deeply, attempting to calm himself down.

Wouldn't it be nice to have a cigarette right now? To help him calm down again.

No. He can't. He already broke his streak. He can't smoke again.

That was a stupid mistake. Simeon was right.

What was he thinking?

Stupid.

What would he think about him now?

The boyfriend he got at only twelve. Too stupid to realize that him being sixteen was an
awkward age gap.

Too stupid to realize what he was doing that night. Too stupid to fight him off. Too stupid to
realize keeping the baby was a mistake. Too stupid to realize he was a mistake.

Whether he be Luke or Raphael.

"Stupid little girl.." His father's voice echoed in his head. Why now?
Wasn't he suffering enough?

A knock sounded on his door, a small shriek coming from him.

He tried to catch his breath to no avail, "Raph, please let me in!"

He couldn't breath. His head was fuzzy. Why did he smoke? Stupid.

"Raph!?"

A shaky hand unlocked the door. He couldn't do more than that.

He pushed himself away from the door, curling in on himself.

Simeon opened the door, Luke no longer in his arms.

He crouched in front of him.

He grabbed Raphael's hands, a grounding technique.

Simeon began to quietly sing a lullaby.

Slowly his breathing went back to normal. He sunk into Simeon's arms, allowing his brother
to cradle him like he was still a child.

He let out soft sniffles, burying his head into the crook of Simeon's neck.

Simeon ran his hands through his hair. Lightly scratching at times.

Raphael leaned into his touch.

Exhaustion crept over him. His long day weighing on his body.

He closed his eyes. Simeon's humming lolling him into sleep.

----------------------------------------------------

Raphael sat at the breakfast table.

He'd woken up in his bed that morning. Simeon having retreated to his own. He knew why,
but couldn't help the feeling of sadness it caused.

He looked up to see Luke sitting in his high chair, a bowl of sugary cereal sitting in front of
him.

He was shoving fists full of the dry cereal into his mouth, slobbering a bit.
The kid had been a sweet tooth since he was born. Something he undoubtedly got from his
side of the family.

While Raphael himself wasn't a huge sweet tooth, Simeon and their father definitely were.

Simeon's love of baking being a clear sign of this.

In front of him was scrambled eggs and toast.

Simeon had the same, except he used jam on his toast.

They all ate in silence, if you exclude Luke's random babbles that is.

Once they finished eating, the two of them quickly cleaned up.

Raphael pulled Luke out of his chair, setting him down, still holding his hand.

He passed Luke onto Simeon so that he could fasten him into his booster seat

He sat in the passenger's seat.

Simeon began to drive him to school.

An awkward silence filled the car.

Raphael fidgeted with his fingers.

He couldn't break the silence himself. He didn't know if he could muster the courage to talk.

As a child, Simeon and him had both learned sign language as a way to quietly communicate
with eachother.

There were points where Raphael would become too afraid to talk in general. And Simeon
would use sign language to talk to him so that he didn't feel as awkward.

When everything went down three years ago, Raphael became scared to talk. To say
something wrong or stupid.

He hasn't been scared into silence in almost a year. More progress he's going backwards on.

That's what one bad day could do to him.

Was he really that fragile?

Simeon broke the silence first, "Are you ready to talk about what happened yesterday?"

Raphael stayed quiet. He gripped his arms tightly. Eventually shaking his head.

Simeon seemed to notice his distress, as he didn't say anything else the rest of the ride.

They pulled into the school parking lot.

Simeon rubbed his arm and kissed the top of his head, "Have a good day."

He nodded, getting out of the car and making his way to the school building.

Inside, he noticed Mammon standing next to Mephistopheles. They were both smiling.
Mammon was laughing at something Mephisto had said or done.

He was about to walk away, but Mammon turned and noticed him. He rushed over, pulling
Mephistopheles along with him.

Raphael stared at him as he spoke, "Hey, Raph! Are ya okay? Lucifer told me ta check on
you. I got worried! Did somethin' happen?"

He looked at the floor, raising his hands to sign, "I am alright. Thank you, though."

Mammon mumbled 'oh' raising his hands as well, "Is it a quiet day?"

Raphael nodded.

Mephistopheles watched in awe, obviously having no idea that either of them signed. And
clearly not knowing what they were saying.

Lucifer and Mammon had also learned sign to speak with him. And Simeon was planning on
teaching Luke at a young age.

He was flattered at the amount of people that went out of their way just for him.

Mammon's younger brother's had even said they wanted to learn too!

Mammon considered his next words for a second, "Is touch okay?"

He nodded again, accepting Mammon's hug.

Mammon then spoke, "I'd love ta hug ya more, but I need ta get ta class. I can't be late
again.... Lucifer would kill me!"

Raphael giggled, causing Mammon to grin.

He waved the couple off.

He walked to his first period.

Luckily, his teachers never called on him. Simeon had informed them of his issues and they
didn't want to put any unnecessary pressure on him.

He sat down in his seat. It was stationed in the back corner.

It was pretty quiet there. The kid next to him was nice and also didn't talk much.

So, it was a win for everyone involved.

 He laid his head against the desk as other students filed in.

In that moment he felt more peaceful then he had in awhile.

The love of his brother's helped him feel content.

Maybe he'd try to talk later today.

That would make Simeon and Mammon happy.

After yesterday's relapse all he wanted was to make things better.

He would fix this.

Chapter End Notes

💀
The Simeon on the phone scene was TOTALLY NOT inspired by The Ninjago Movie!

Luke was so hard to write. I don't know how two year olds act. I'm the second youngest.
My sister is two years younger than me. So I don't remember.

Feel free to point out mistakes.

What should I write the next chapter about? Any character is free game.

Please comment 🙏 I love comments.

Also please suggest. I have so many ideas and don't know which one I wanna do next.

Anyway, Bye!
 Mammon x Mephistopheles
Chapter Summary

It's Mammon's 15th birthday and he decides to do laser tag! Fluff ensues.

No trigger warnings. Just fluff. But, if you find something, tell me.

Chapter Notes

I was requested to do fluff for these two. And when I thought of this idea I had to do it.

Based on a prompt I found on Pinterest.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Finally! He was turning fifteen!

Another year older, another year closer to getting a job.

Mammon really wanted a job. But, Lucifer said he couldn't get a real one until he was
sixteen. Which is just stupid. He could handle a real job! He takes good care of Luke and
Satan whenever he babysits!

And money would be nice.....

For his fifteenth birthday, he wanted to do laser tag. Ever since they started living with
Lucifer, he insisted that they have nice birthday parties, as they could never do much for
birthdays when they were younger.

While Mammon enjoyed going to huge parties, he wanted his birthday celebrated with only
those close to him.

He invited his younger brothers, Raphael, Mephistopheles, Satan, Lucifer (of course),
Simeon, and Luke.

Lucifer and Simeon would be sitting out to talk about 'adult stuff', as they put it. And Luke
too, because he's too little.

Satan playing was a little risky. But, they all agreed to be careful. And they wouldn't have had
even teams otherwise.
The group was split into two. On one side you had Mammon, Raphael, Satan, and Asmo. The
other was Levi, Mephistopheles, Beel, and Belphie.

They listened to the lengthy instructions. Ones that were required to prevent the place from
getting sued.

They made their way to a little room. Inside was different sized vests.

He put on his vest, everyone else doing the same. He made sure to grab Satan the smallest
size, which still needed to be tightened.

Him and Raphael would make sure to keep an eye on him the entire time. While it wasn't
very dangerous just with this group, they wanted to be cautious.

The door opened, colored smoke flowing out across the floor.

All of them went in, making their way to a hiding spot. Mammon held Satan's hand as he led
him to a small tower. There wasn't safety railings on any of the suspended platforms.
Therefore he decided he'd stay on the ground when watching Satan.

He just knew the little shit would take advantage of any opportunity to do something dumb.

The second he took an eye off him he'd climb onto the roof of one of those mini buildings,
inevitably falling.

Slow flashing lights started around the ceiling's rim. Loud music blasted through the area. A
countdown went off, vests blinking to life.

The vests shuffled through different shades of red or blue, depending on your team. Mammon
was on the red team.

Satan looked down, fascinated by the colors. He didn't focus on them for too long. He then
looked up with a huge smile on his face, "Let's go shoot some people!"

Mammon chuckled, that sounded very wrong, but fine in context, "Yer right! Let's go!"

They grabbed their guns from the clip on the back. A coil hooked from the vest to the gun,
colors flashing on the gun as well. Equipment made specifically to give you away.

Very quickly, yelling sounded throughout the battle field.

Screaming came from Asmo and Beel, Raphael and Levi were screaming curses, there was
the sound of feet and shooting sound effects constantly. Though, it was unlikely that anyone
had been shot yet.

Everyone had three life's, once they were shot three times the vest would deactivate. Then,
their name would show on the giant screens that were displayed on a few of the walls. If your
name gets displayed you get to go to the waiting area to watch with the adults and Luke.
Him and Satan carefully made their way out of the hiding place, scooting behind the random
small walls and cubes to hide.

The twins were walking together. They held eachother's hands, guns in the other. Belphie
looked to be pretty disinterested in the whole game. Beel looked like he was constantly on
edge.

Satan, being the devious four year old he is, started shooting wildly at the two.

Beel started screaming and trying to hide himself. Belphie started shooting back. Mammon
stayed ducked behind a wall. Satan jumped out in front, after two landed shots on Beel, his
name became displayed up on the screen.

Belphie got really mad and shot Satan three times, sticking his tongue out when his name was
then displayed.

Belphie probably had one or two life's left.

After a quick exchange of Belphie promising to win for Beel, Beel led Satan out of the room.

He watched as Satan tried to angrily rip his arm out of Beels hand. Belphie leaving to avenge
his twin.

He chuckled softly at his brothers, "Hey."

Mammon jumped, shrieking in surprise.

Mephistopheles stood in front of him, gun fastened on his vest.

Mammon fastened his as well, "Hey, Meph!"

They both looked over when Levi screamed at the top of his lungs. The sound effect
sounding every half a second.

Someone was coming after him. The two of them laughed, "Are you having a good
birthday?"

He smiled, getting closer to his boyfriend, "Mhm! I just saw an intense fight between Satan
and the twins! It was great! I'll have to tell you about it later."

Instead of replying, Mephisto pushed him against the wall, arm pressed above his head. Other
hand reaching up to stroke his cheek.

Mammon blushed, "Meph-"

He was cut off by Mephistopheles kissing him. He happily reciprocated the kiss.

He laughed against his lips, "Meph!"

Mephisto chuckled, "What?

They rested their foreheads against eachother. He didn't even realize that Mephisto had
removed one of his hands.

Mephistopheles pushed apart from Mammon, shooting at the circle on his vest.

Mammon screamed, "What the fuck!?"

He tried to run, but there was still a circle on his back. Mephistopheles landed his second hit.

He ducked behind a wall, Mephisto laughed like a Disney villain.

Mammon yelled with theatrics, "I thought I could trust you! We're breaking up!"

Though, it was obviously a joke. The both of them laughed. Mephisto didn't seem to target
him too heavily, rushing off to find someone else instead.

Levi ran, panting in front of him, hiding in the same hiding spot he was in.

He seemingly hadn't noticed Mammon. He peaked out, trying to see if he was still being
targeted.

Raphael was searching for him on the other side of the wall.

With a carefully aimed gun, Levi managed to get Raphael out. His name being displayed on
the screen above.

Suddenly, a plan formed in Mammon's head. He grabbed his gun, aiming it at Levi's back.

Leviathan screamed so loudly it was insane. His name went up onto the screen in huge
letters.

Levi cursed, looking angrily at Mammon. His expression then went sad and mopey, like
normal, as he made his way to the waiting area.

As Levi left, blaring horns and sound effects went off.

The screen showed that there were only two people left on each team. Whoever got out next
would loose it for their side.

It was Mammon and Asmo vs Mephistopheles and Belphie.

How Asmo even managed to survive this far? Mammon had no idea. It didn't seem like his
sorta thing. But, maybe he just hid well and was forgotten about.

With a sense of urgency, Mammon ran to find a better place to hide. Before he even reached
an area, Mephisto grabbed his arm.

He gasped, aware of what game Mephisto was trying to play.

He wouldn't fall for it twice.

 Both of their guns were latched as they stood staring at eachother.

Mephisto tried to move closer to him, Mammon stepped back as he did so.

A quiet shuffling noise told Mammon that this was a distraction.

Belphie was hidden close by. Behind Mammon, to be precise. He saw through their plan
easily.

As Mephistopheles leaned in, Mammmon grabbed his gun, swinging around to shoot at
Belphie, he pushed down on the trigger-

[RED TEAM WINS]

.....huh?

But he hadn't shot yet?

Asmo's laughter burst through the area.

He was standing on the roof of a tower taller than he was, swinging his gun on his finger,
"Shouldn't have underestimated me Mephistopheles! I've dealt with Solomon's magic tricks,
cooking and potions gone wrong plenty of times to know how to hide!"

He had a point. The kid was great at hide and seek. And his friend's cooking was less than
edible.

Asmodeus jumped off the tower as Belphie made his way over to the group. The youngest
looked grumpy at his loss, but accepted it.

He high-fived the fourth born, making his way to the swarm of people waiting at the exit.

Next they would have cake, and then presents.

Ooooohhh presents. He loved presents!

Hopefully everyone got him money.

Chapter End Notes

I might not update as frequently as I have been. My mom injured her ankle and I've been
helping her a lot. Plus, I have an idea for a oneshot separate to this that I will probably
be doing next.

Tomorrow (my timezone) Is Barbatos's birthday! I most likely won't post tomorrow, so
happy early birthday to him!
Feel free to suggest things you wanna see next!
 Leviathan
Chapter Summary

Leviathan has troubles in school and doesn't know how to deal with them.

Lucifer figures out and provides the help he needs.

Trigger warnings:

Overstimulation (as in autism version)

Panic attacks
Suicidal thoughts

Chapter Notes

Only real ones read this fanfiction. I feel like none/almost none of the people who like
my writing are gonna read this lol

This one's gonna be a bit short, but I wanted to write something.

I have a bunch of random things I wanna talk about that literally no one's gonna care
about in the end notes.

But for now, go read. (I didn't beta read this-)

See the end of the chapter for more notes

The clock ticked on the wall with unnecessary volume.

A deep pit of anxiety and stress formed in his stomach.

The teacher was talking. She talked at that volume everyday, why did this upset him.

Somebody was clicking their pen. A yawn. A sneeze. Someone whispering to the friend. The
teacher tapping the board. Chalk against the chalkboard. The clock. The pen. The whispers.
Another yawn. Chalk.

Tears prickered the corners of his eyes. It was too much.

His skin rubbed against his body in all the wrong ways. He could feel it.
Were his shoes always this tight? Was breathing always that loud?

Could the teacher just shut up?

He fidgeted with his fingers, focusing heavily on how his skin rubbed.

Everything felt painful. Not his body, but his life. His existence felt awful.

All he wanted to do was go home, put on a pair of noise canceling headphones, curl into the
corner of his room, and inevitably die.

Okay, maybe dying wasn't the best option.

He couldn't do that to Lucifer, he would be ruined by that. Not Mammon either. Mammon
had a tendency to take all the blame onto himself.

And he couldn't leave his younger siblings without one of their older brother's.

But, in moment's like these it was the main thought plaguing his mind.

Tears ran down his cheeks, breath quickening.

He covered his ears, which barely did anything to help.

He felt stares and whispers.

Why were they all looking at him? Why were they all talking about him.

Make it stop! Please!

A sob overcame him.

His teacher was in front of him.

Everybody definitely thought he was weird. If they didn't already.

He was a loser. His hobbies were annoying and weird. Being obsessed with an anime that
isn't Naruto, One Piece, or Demon Slayer? Completely lame.

He's just a freak. It's not like he has any friends. Why would anybody ever like him?

"Leviathan!"

A gasp overcame him.

His teacher was staring at him. There were students surrounding her, most snickering and
laughing. A couple looked like they felt bad.

Neither him nor his teacher spoke until an office worker entered the room.
The worker grabbed his arm, ignoring his startled and pained yelp, as he dragged him
towards the office.

Levi helplessly walked with him, happy that the sounds of the classroom mostly faded in the
hallway.

He was dropped off in front of his counselor's office. Which ever one was assigned to his last
name.

He plopped uselessly into the chair.

In front of him sat a blonde woman who seemed to be in her early 40's.

His breath had become even and his tears had stopped, but he still felt completely helpless to
everything around him.

The woman spoke, "Hello dear, my name is Ms Wilson, what's yours?"

Was her approach to just ignore his obvious pain entirely?

After a quick silence, he replied, "Levi..."

He scanned his eyes around the room, noticing the LGBTQ+ ally posters, youth help signs,
stress toys on the table in front of them, and computers in the corner.

She noticed his survey, "If you'd like to use one if the fidget toys, you're more than
welcome."

Even if they would do much better than his fingers, he couldn't. He didn't know why, but it
would feel too awkward.

Though he longed for silence before, this was just uncomfortable.

He made no attempt to speak, glad when she did instead, "Would you like me to contact your
parent or guardian?"

He frantically nodded, regretting it too late.

Lucifer was busy. He had enough stress as it was, he didn't need this.

He had college, work, and a child to deal with. He didn't need his annoying brother to bother
him.

Stupid. stupid. stupid.

"Last name?"

"Morningstar."

She typed for a second, "Leviathan?"

He nodded, biting his lip.

Could this take any longer.

"Would you like to take to your primary of secondary contact?"

"Primary."

She nodded pulling up the the wired phone, "Would you prefer to talk yourself, or for me to
do it?"

He hesitated, this was a bad idea, "I can."

He felt tears welling up again. Anxiousness clawing at him.

She pushed in the corresponding numbers, handing the phone to him.

Every ring made Levi want to hang up. Not bother Lucifer. Stop being a baby about going to
school. Nothing even happened that day. Why was he upset?

Finally, on the third ring, he finally answered, "Mammon? If this is you, it better be good."

His voice was quiet, barely audible, "Lucifer....can you pick me up. Please..."

He heard shuffling coming from Lucifer's side, "Levi? Are you okay? What's wrong? Did
something happen?"

The frantic moving continued, "It's fine if you're busy."

The noise stopped suddenly, "No, Levi, I'm coming. I'm on my way, don't worry."

He glanced at the women. She seemed like she wasn't even paying attention, "Luci... how far
are you?"

"I'm leaving now. It'll be okay Levi. We can talk later."

Tears ran down his cheeks, "Thanks Luci. I'll see you soon."

He hung up, holding the phone out. She took a second, taking it then.

Levi was then directed to sit in the front office to wait.

Minutes dragged on like hours.

Even if less then ten minutes passed.

Lucifer arrived, checking I'm quickly.

He rushed over to Levi, "Are you hurt?"

He shook his head. Tears dripped onto his thighs as he stared down at them.
 "Let's get you home," He grabbed Levi's arm in a way that was meant for support. But, in his
fragile state, Levi ripped his arm back, "Can you please not."

Lucifer looked confused, but obliged nonetheless.

He hugged himself, walking silently to the car.

He sat in the passenger's seat, staring at Lucifer.

What he wanted to say was lost in the depths of his mind. But, he knew there was something
he wanted to say.

Lucifer spoke, "What happened?"

He stared at his legs, "Too....loud, I guess. It was just- Too much."

Lucifer looked shocked at his reply, "Are you having issues being at school? Why didn't you
tell me? We can figure out a different option. If that's what you want, of course."

"I felt... ashamed. I don't know. I was scared and thought if I spoke up... it just wouldn't
matter in the end. No one would listen."

The car was started, "I'll always listen. No matter how stupid. If you want or need to talk
about something I am always there. I never want any of you to suffer ever again."

Leviathan nodded slightly.

There was more talking to be done, he knew. But for now, Lucifer let him relish in the
comfortable silence.

Bonus:

Rumors spread around the middle and high school about Levi. And whenever Mammmon
hears about them he gives them a taste of their own medicine.

Also, Lucifer talks to Levi more. And he ends up realizing that he was in need of a diagnosis
that he could never get as a child. After finding out he had autism and terrible anxiety, they
figured out an online program fit to his needs.

Chapter End Notes

Ima be honest.... Levi's my least favorite brother.

Ima be honest.... I share a bunch of interests, hobbies, and other similarities to that guy.

He just gets on my nerves sometimes, okay 💀

I'm actually a teenager 💀
Every fanfiction writer I've seen do an age reveal has been an adult, usually over 20.
I still got a couple years until adulthood.

Idk if I should confess my tiktok. Is that an awkward mix of platforms?

Anyway, suggest please. I have to force my sister to come up with an idea for me of you
don't.
 Satan
Chapter Summary

A small thing of a four year old Satan loving Lucifer. And then realizing that he doesn't
have his father in a way that a child needs.

No trigger warnings that I can think of!

Chapter Notes

Sorry I havent updated in a bit and this is short! I've been having writers block. And also
school's started again. So I'll be posting less. Sorry again!

Also- my bad. This was meant to be fluff but it got a little sad.

I don't remember if I gave Levi a stutter before, but I meant to. So, yeah, he has one.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

His crayon dragged against the paper, non-perfect lines and shapes forming. He took extra
care not to break the sensitive wax.

What was he drawing? Well, tomorrow is Lucifer's birthday! And Satan wanted to make his
father the best card possible.

His tongue stuck out of his mouth as he concentrated hard on the paper.

Sadly, he could hardly draw a stick figure. But, he challenged himself to drawing a portrait of
his father for the front of the card.

He changed out colors often, trying to find the best fit. Unfortunately, he didn't have any skin
color's, other than the generic brown that he usually used on his made-up characters. But,
Lucifer was pale. So that didn't work. Therefore, he just used orange. It was the closest!

His black crayon was almost out, making the hair barely colored and faint.

Well, at least he had red.

The portrait came out mediocre. Yet it was the best thing he had ever drawn!
Next, he opened the card which wasn't folded very neatly. Sure, his uncles and father had
taught him how to fold it in half correctly. But, he wasn't very good at it yet.

Across the two sides he planned to draw his whole family!

In the middle he would draw Lucifer and him. Then, on one side would be a couple of his
uncles, the other having the rest plus Simeon and Raphael.

They weren't going to be as detailed as the portrait, as there were too many with little space.
Though, he would still try his absolute hardest.

He drew with higher speed, realizing that his bedtime was approaching. Everybody became
colored in oranges and brown that hardly even matched their skin. At least they had good
clothing!

After finishing Lucifer and him in the middle, he went to the right side. There, he drew
Mammon, Levi, and Asmo.

There was no clock in his room, and he wasn't allowed any devices after dinner, therefore he
had no way of checking the time.

With haste, he started drawing the twins, Simeon, and Raphael on the other side of the pair.

But, before he could finish Simeon, or start on Raphael, his door opened.

Quickly, he hid his drawing, trying to keep it from prying eyes.

He looked up to where his father was supposed to be, finding Mammon there instead.

He frowned at the realization, wishing that it was Lucifer.

Mammon smiled at him anyway, "Alright kid, time to get ready for bed."

He grumbled lowly, wishing he had more time, "Where's father?"

At that, Mammon frowned, "Well.... he's busy right now. Work and all. But ain't it great to
have yer great uncle Mammon here instead?"

Satan shook his head, watching with amusement when Mammon made a fake offended
expression.

The older than spoke again, "Okay, okay, choose some pj's before we bathe ya."

Satan nodded, going over to his dresser and pulling out his favorite pair of pajamas as well as
underwear.

For a four year old, Satan was relatively smart. He could easily do most things on his own,
and learned to do things much earlier than the average kid.
Yet, even with the wide vocabulary he has, he rarely spoke. He didn't feel the need, unlike
people like Mammon, he was perfectly content keeping his mouth shut.

They walked to the bathroom as Mammon prepared the bath. When doing so, he threw in a
couple bath toys. Which was something Lucifer never did for him.

Satan didn't usually play with toys of any sort, unless you count stuffed animals. As all he
ever really did was hold his favorite stuffed kitty close to him as he read his basic chapter
books.

Because he had been spending a large portion of his time reading picture books, it didn't take
him long to develop to that level.

It was something that had startled his uncles, as none of them could even read at all until five
or six. Though, not his father. Lucifer always knew he would be able to succeed that high.

He stepped into the bath, washing himself while also allowing Mammon's help.

Satan made quick work of it, hoping he could get to bed early enough that he would wake up
a decent amount of time before breakfast so that he could finish his card before Lucifer left to
school.

Once he felt nice and squeaky clean, he brushed his teeth and hair.

Mammon brought him back to his bedroom, lifting him up onto his bed so that he didn't have
to climb. Satan pulled his blankets over himself, looking up to Mammon expectantly.

In response, his uncle looked utterly confused, "What's that look fer, huh? Do ya need
somethin'."

He nodded, pointing to the stacks of books that sat in the corner of his room, "Oh, ya want a
story?"

With another nod, Mammon started looking at the collection he'd gained.

He grabbed a random picture book, setting it at the edge of Satan's bed. Then, he turned on
the small reading light above Satan's head, turning out the actual lights.

Mammon sat back down, grabbing the book to start reading.

Satan got as cozy as he could manage, closing his eyes as the story began.

With his long day, it only took half of the book for him to fall asleep.

***
He'd finally finished the card, and with time to spare! Excitedly, he rushed out of his room,
making his way to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Beel sat at the table, practically drooling in anticipation. Belphie laid on his
shoulder, still asleep.

Across from them was Asmodeus, who seemed to be working on a school paper.

Levi sat on the counter, playing on some game console. And Mammon was making breakfast.

With much effort, Satan pulled back his chair and climbed into it. Asmo looked over at him,
"Hi hun! Did you get up and dressed all by yourself?"

Satan nodded his head, "You did a good job! Though, your socks don't match.... I'm sure
you'll get it next time."

He looked back and forth, confusion evident. He stared down at his card.

Asmo seemed to notice, "Is something wrong, dear?"

Satan nodded slowly, "Is father still sleeping?"

Asmo's smile faded, "He's left for school earlier today. He had a class switch."

Satan's confusion turned to sadness and anger.

He had spent all this time drawing and making gifts for him, and he didn't even show. Heck,
he never showed. Whenever Satan wanted to see his father, go to him because of a nightmare,
or just get ready for bed, Lucifer wasn't there.

Did his father hate him?

First his mother left and now his father is never there for him.

Tears ran down his face as he jumped out of his chair, running to his room.

He slammed the door behind himself, sinking to the floor.

Satan tried to throw the card, only for it to fall awkwardly as you can't throw paper. That only
made him even more angry.

He began kicking and screaming. A full on tantrum starting. He had tantrums quite often, as
his emotions overwhelmed him easily.

Within seconds, a knock sounded on the door, "Satan, can I come in?"

Leviathan must have come because Asmo told him that he ran out.

He threw open his door, glaring at the thirteen year old. Levi grimaced slightly, not sure what
to do, "Is everything alright?"
Satan pushed Levi's legs, an action that shouldn't have done anything as Satan didn't have
nearly as much strength as his uncle. But, Levi wasn't very good at holding himself steady on
his feet, therfore he stumbled a bit, "No! Everythin' is not 'kay!"

Levi held open his arms to hug him, but Satan was not having it. He shoved him once again,
"Leave me alone! I on-nly want to see father!"

Levi seemed stunned, as if he didn't know what to do, "Lucifer is a-at school right now, he's
busy."

That only proved to make Satan cry more, "He's always gone! Doesn't wan' to see me!"

Leviathan started fiddling with his fingers, "H-he does though! He wishes he c-could be here
mo-more!"

Satan grabbed the card, holding tightly, "I couldn't even give him his stupid card! 'S at school
then work all day!"

Levi frowns, "I kn-know... I'm sorry he isn't th-there."

Finally, Satan takes the hug offered to him, "I hate him!" He hiccups, "I really do!"

His uncle squeezed harder, "No, no yo-you don't. List-sten I can give Luci-cifer your card
once he ge-ets home. I'll be up."

He sniffled, looking up at the light purple haired boy, "I wanna give it myself."

Levi brushed the hair out of his face, "You'll be sleeping."

Satan shook his head, "Can stay up."

He chuckled slightly, "Nuh-uh you gotta s-sleep."

He looked down at the card that had gotten squished and crumbled, "Kay...."

Leviathan patted his head, "He'll love it!"

He had said that without even looking at the card. But, he did then make an effort to grab it
and look, "Is this u-us?"

He pointed at the inner page, looking up at Satan's nod of confirmation, "Good jo-job! We
loo-look so good!"

Satan deadpanned, "Then how come you hada ask?"

Levi sputtered before changing the subject, "I'll give it t-to him tonigh-tonight! You can count
on m-me!"

Satan fell back into the hug, "Thanks."

"Mhm! Now you nee-eed to get ready for daycare," Levi rubbed his shoulder.
 Satan groaned. He hated daycare. All the kids there were so gross and stupid.

Unfortunately all his uncles and cousin Raphael had grade school. Then his father and other
uncle, Simeon, had college.

At least Luke had the luxury of a friend of Simeon's babysitting him. Any of Lucifer's friends
also had college or a job.

Levi pulled him up into a standing position, "No buts, we have sch-chool."

He went to go eat his untouched breakfast.

Once he sat, he laid his head against the table, realizing how tired he was. He missed a lot of
sleep last night and had a tantrum. He was exhausted.

Well, at least his card would get to his father somehow. His hard work wasn't for nothing.

Chapter End Notes

I love comments and kudos so please! Also I accept corrections!

Can someone please buy Satan one of those skin color crayon packs. The ones where
they have like every shade- lol

Please give suggestions! I have trouble of thinking of ideas-

Hope you enjoyed. Goodbye!

 Raphael
Chapter Summary

Raphael has a nightmare that leaves him shaken. Simeon helps.

Trigger warnings:
Nightmares
Referenced physical and sexual abuse
Referenced underage sex and pregnancy
Panic attack

Chapter Notes

My love for Raphael has grown so much- Therefore he has to suffer 💀

Also- two updates in one weekend. Labor day helped a lot. But, they will be less
frequent cause of school. And this one is a little shorter.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Raphael woke up with a start. His mind was screaming at him.

He had to hide. He was after him. Was he going to touch him again?

Please no. Not again. He didn't like it, he never liked it.

The touch was foreign and disgusting, leaving him shaking in fear. He wanted to vomit. Fear
and disgust turned in his stomach.

His hands roamed his body, pulling down his boxers, leaving him exposed.

A loud sob ripped through his trembling body. He hugged his knees close to his chest, desires
to scratch his arms forming.

He wanted to cut, scratch or do something. Anything to stop this overwhelming feeling that
threatened to stop his breathing.

He couldn't breathe. No air made it into his lungs, head getting fuzzier with the sleep that had
yet to wear off and lack of oxygen.
All his thoughts were replaced with memories of him. Memories of the good times.
Memories of the red flags he'd ignored. Memories of the bad occasions. Memories of his
stupidity.

Why had he been so stupid?

He wasn't foolish enough to believe he'd ever loved him, at least. The jerk obviously was just
using him for his body. His young susceptible mind.

He choked on air, coughing violently as his lungs screamed at him in agony.

He needed to breathe, needed to stop the burning feeling in his lungs.

Raphael tried to move, to grab onto his bedside drawer.

But, he wasn't so lucky. He fell to the floor with a loud, alarming thud. As he fell, his head hit
hard against the floor, adding a third layer of fuzziness to his mind.

He gripped his head, not only was there mental pain, but now physical as well.

His sobs increased because of the pain, airflow constricting painfully.

Within seconds, Simeon came rushing into his room, panic evident on his face.

Realization bloomed across his face, he chose to neutralize his face, keeping calm for the
younger's sake.

Simeon rushed beside him. Raphael looked up in alarm from the presence of another person.
He sat up slowly, leaning heavily against the bed.

Even if it was just Simeon, part of him felt uncomfortable with another person being there.

Somewhere in the back of his mind screamed at him. Told him that Simeon would do the
same disgusting things as his partner. These things weren't true. He knew they weren't. But,
in his panic filled mind it reasoned with him. He'd trusted his partner too. Was he naive
enough to trust again?

Simeon held up his hands cautiously, "Is touch okay?" He'd whispered quietly.

Frantically, Raphael shook his head no, touch was bad. Touch would lead to terrible things.

In a slow, steady movement, Simeon lowered his hands, "I won't touch you unless you are
okay with it. Nobody should ever touch you if you don't want them to. It won't happen ever
again, I promise. I failed to protect you before, it will never happen again."

He whispered those and other soothing words, encouraging him to calm down.

And in time, his breath evened out.

 Once it did, he felt horrible. How could he think those things about Simeon? About his
brother? He could trust him!

But not everybody can trust their brothers... what if that applies to you?

No, no, no, shut up! This is stupid! He can trust Simeon! He always could and always can!

Simeon was right here. He interrupted his sleep just to help him. He wasn't like him. He was
kind and caring and compassionate!

Raphael slowly leaned against Simeon, seeking the warmth of the person his mind was
wrongly villainizing.

Simeon carefully wrapped his arms around the younger, laying his cheek against his head.

Raphael cuddled into the warmth. Seeking the positive contact. The platonic contact.

"Would you like to sleep in my bed, with me?" Simeon said, careful not to make it sound like
sex in anyway.

Raphael stiffly nodded against his chest, making a move to stand. As he did so, Simeon
supported his weight, helping him walk to his room.

They moved quietly through the house, creaking open the door to Simeon's room as slowly as
possible. They both stepped in, Simeon closing it behind the two.

The room was dark, but not pitch back. A soft nightlight fizzed in the corner, there for their
shared fear of the haunting darkness. Luke's baby monitor sat on one of the bedside tables, a
green hue of light emitting softly off of it.

The monitor made a sad pang go through him, still feeling bad about keeping Luke. About
making Simeon deal with the child.

Though, Simeon helped him settle into bed, cuddling him close. Raphael leaned into the
touch, happy that he was getting non-sexual positive attention.

From another end of the room, a wall clock hung, as Simeon hadn't made the switch to
digital. The clock made a soft clicking noise. Raphael was always bothered deeply by it, but
never asked Simeon to pull it down.

Simeon fell asleep quickly, leaving Raphael alone with his thoughts. But, he didn't let them
win.

Instead, he fell asleep as well, hoping this sleep wouldn't be full of his past mistakes.

Chapter End Notes

Please comment, kudo, and give suggestions!

Let me know if there's anything I can fix, whether grammar, typo, or plot holes.

I tried to have my tiktok followers guess which fanfiction author I was and they all
failed. So, my account is @whatisthisacartoon

Tell me if you came from here. I wanna see who reads my notes. Lmao

Have a nice day. Goodbye.

 Asmo, Solomon, and Thirteen
Chapter Summary

The three get stuck together in a school project. No one is happy.

No trigger warnings I don't think. If I missed one lemme know.

Chapter Notes

Thanks TallyHallFreak for the idea!

Btw I gave Solomon a single mother- I guess nobody gets a full loving family. (Jk)

I think this one is shorter? I assume like all of them are and then they aren't. You can't
check the word count on Individual chapters. (Edit- it was about 800 words. I usually
strive for over 1000- but that's fine ig.)

See the end of the chapter for more notes

"You will need groups of three, and I will let you choose these groups. But, don't make me
regret it. I expect good, quality work, not some prank. Now that all my instructions are out of
the way, you can choose your groups."

A huge smile made it's way onto Asmo's face. Instantly, he got up from his chair and skipped
over to Solomon's seat. The white haired boy had made no move to well- move. Though, as
Asmo got there, he gave a knowing smile.

Asmodeus slammed his hands down onto the table, "We should be a group!"

Solomon nodded, "Of course. But, who will be the third person? We need three," He held the
number with his fingers to emphasize his point.

Asmo groaned, "Well, duh. That's no worry though, anybody would be lucky to be in the
same group as me!"

The teacher clapped her hands, "Okay class, move into your groups so that I can see. And if
you don't have one, come up to me."

Everybody separated, making their groups more obvious. Two kids walked to the front. One
was a nerdy looking boy who Asmo did not know the name of. He was tall but hunched over
to the point that he looked almost short.
The other was a girl Asmo knew all too well. She was dressed in an alternative goth style,
wearing more makeup than a 6th grader probably should. She stood taller than both Asmo
and Solomon. And most notably, she hated Solomon's guts.

He didn't know why she hated him so much, in fact, he knows that they used to be friends.
She held almost no resentment at first, but after her first prank, she started taking all her
aggression out on the poor boy.

"Hmmm," The teacher hummed, "Lucas, you can go with Gabi and Charlotte. Thirteen, you
will be in Asmodeus and Solomon's group."

Thirteen's smile dropped as she asked the teacher for a different group. She did not listen,
insisting that Thirteen tries to get along with them.

Begrudgingly, Thirteen walked over to them. Asmo glared at her, only for her to glare back.
Solomon frowned, looking away from the two.

"So," Thirteen started, "What are your guy's phone numbers? I want to get this stupid project
done with as soon as possible."

The two glanced at eachother, Asmo speaking up, "Um, we don't have phones yet."

Thirteen quirked a brow, "Your parents are lame then. I got mine two years ago!"

He almost wanted to bring up how 'parents' was an incorrect statement for them both. As
Asmo had no parents, at least not ones he lives with, and Solomon had a single mother.

"Lucky..." Asmo muttered. Wishing he had a phone of his own. At least Mammon let him
scroll through his Instagram feed on occasions. He liked looking at the pretty drinks, people,
and sunsets. The occasional puppy also made him smile.

Solomon finally decided to speak, "We could go to my house after school today. I'm allowed
visitors whenever."

Asmodeus perked up, "That sounds great! But, once we get there I need to borrow your ma's
phone to call Lucifer. He'll get worried if I'm not on my bus."

Solomon smiled, "Mhm! I think I might have some supplies but we should mostly plan today.
Then we can start tomorrow!"

"That's a great idea, " Asmo threw his hands up into the air, "Do you have any snacks?"

"Yeah! My mom's making peanut butter cookies. And we have chips, crackers, candy, and
more!"

Thirteen rolled her eyes, "Okay, fine, whatever."

~~~~~~~~~~
 Solomon sat on his couch, nibbling on a delicious peanut butter cookie. Thirteen sat next to
him, devouring a bag of ranch Dorritos.

They were waiting for Asmo to get off the phone with his oldest brother.

He stared mindlessly at the wall, not wanting to keep up a conversation. He was broken out
of it when Thirteen through a chip at him, "Are you gonna talk or just ignore me this entire
project."

"I don't have anything to say," He pointed out.

"I'm back!!!" Asmo exclaimed, perfectly on time, as always.

Solomon waved at his arrival, "Sadly, I can't stay for too long. Though, don't worry! We can
still work hard! But, not too hard. I'm not interested in dirty work! Somebody else needs to
do the glue. I am not risking getting glue stuck under my nails and all over my hand."

Thirteen rolled her eyes, "Okay, pretty boy. I'll just leave when he does. I don't want to be
stuck with this make believe sorcerer over here."

For once, Solomon actually got offended by somebody else's thought of him, "Witchcraft is a
completely real and valid practice!"

The goth girl groaned, "It's not real! I've never seen you do magic!"

"It is real! My mom's a witch! We both do magic!" A small fight broke out between the two.

"I think that witchcraft is cool teen, so don't make fun of solly!" Asmo intersected into the
argument.

"Don't call me that!" The girl yelled, "If he's really magical then why doesn't he do something
magic-like. Like- turn Asmodeus into a frog!"

"I'm not that talented yet," He explained like it was obvious, "I can't do things like that. I'm
still learning."

Thirteen pulled out the assignment's rubric, "Can we just get started on this already?"

The boys nodded in agreement, now understanding why she wanted to finish as soon as
possible.

Chapter End Notes

How do you guys think they did? I didn't clarify, but they're making a pyramid. Y'know
it has the squares on the back of the box with lessons on the time period and stuff,
pyramid in the middle, fake sand.

If I ever take forever to update- bare with me. The series isn't canceled or over unless I
say so. I wouldn't just be radio static for 7 years like others.

Also, I need to write things outside of this. And I have something in the works rn.

Have a nice day.

 Simeon and Luke
Chapter Summary

Fluff of Simeon caring for Luke.

Trigger Warnings:
None that I can think of!

Chapter Notes

I have gotten advice on how to write 2 year olds better and wanted to try a hand at it. So,
heres that.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

It was well into the night when he heard loud noises sounding from the kitchen.

At first, he ignored it. Brushing it off as Raphael making a midnight snack. But, as the sounds
continued, he became confused.

First off, Raphael didn't eat very much at meals, let alone snack. He never had a huge
appetite, and his previous trauma did not help.

Second, If Raphael did get a snack, he would feel bad about being too loud. This would cause
him to grab something like a granola bar. He'd never make something, let alone this loudly.

Therefore, he got up, ready to check the noise out.

Before leaving his room, he decided he'd do a quick check of Luke, only to realize he was not
there.

In the green lighting he noticed that Luke's crib was empty. The latch was undone, one entire
side of the crib pushed open fully. His blanket was spilling off of the edge, pillow entirely on
the floor. The ladle that Luke had once taken to lick batter off of and then never returned (He
does make sure to wash it, much to Luke's dismay." obviously gone with the child.

He quickly rushed to the kitchen, the place he assumed the youngest had gone off to.

Simeon came to a halt as he reached the corner of their main living area, where their kitchen
resides in.
All of the cabinets that touched the floor were opened, items spilling out, pots and pans
surrounding the area. Drawers had been pulled out, utensils, cupcake liners, parchment paper,
and other things of the sort also laying out. The fridge door was wide open, multiple food
items out and opened. Some even eaten. In the middle of the mess sat the two year old. He
was covered in cake and frosting from the sweets that were in the fridge.

Luke looked up at Simeon, his nasty hands squeezing out a chunk of chocolate cake between
his fingers.

Simeon stepped forward, unsure how to approach the situation at hand.

Ultimately he decided that he would need some help. He grabbed Luke's arm loosely, as it
was much cleaner then his hands. They both walked to Raphael's room.

The eldest felt bad about waking his brother up at such a late hour, but Raphael had insisted
that he would be glad to help with the child at any time.

Simeon knocked on the door, waiting for a response. Luke tried to tug away and go
someplace else to cause trouble, causing Simeon to tighten his grip slightly. Two year olds
really could be strong if they needed.

Raphael pulled the door open, rubbing at his eyes as he surveyed the two.

Simeon was quick to speak, "Unfortunately, Luke got out of his crib and decided to cause
havoc in the kitchen. Would you mind watching him for a moment while I tidy up? That's all
you need to do, I will bathe him afterwards myself. Though, you may want to clean his hands
yourself. He likes to grab things, and I'm sure you'd prefer not to have your room covered in
chocolate."

Raphael nodded his head softly, "Don't worry, I can bathe him. I don't want you losing a
whole night of sleep over this."

Instantly Simeon jumped to stop his train of thought, "Oh no, it really is no problem at all! I'd
much rather you get a full night of rest than me. Please, I can take care of everything."

Raphael moved to grab Luke, "I've got it. It's splitting the work evenly. I can handle him just
fine."

Reluctantly, Simeon agreed.

~~~~~

Raphael shut the door behind him as he led Luke into the bathroom.

In all honesty, he had never given a kid a bath before. But, today was a new day, so he could
manage.
 Luke tried to jump and grab the door handle, spreading the gooey substance around the area,
"Out, out!"

He turned the knob, water flowing gently, "Not yet, you have to take a bath."

The child glared at him before mischievously smirking. Raphael was about to question it
when Luke began to bang on the door and scream. Angry tears ran down his face as he hit the
door repeatedly.

Raphael was quick to grab the child, ignoring the weak hits thrown his way, "Hey, hey, it's
alright. We'll give you a quick bath and then you can go see Simeon, okay? You can even
have bubbles!"

Luke only perked up at his last word, "Bubbles!"

Raphael chuckled as he grabbed the body wash, squirting in some of the soap where the
water was running. The reaction quickly created bubbles, much to the two year olds
excitement.

Raphael helped Luke undress and get into the bath. Luke started splashing water, causing
Raphael to yelp, "Stop!"

Luke did stop, but not without glaring intensely at the elder.

He sighed as he grabbed a wash cloth and soap. This was going to be a long night.

~~~~~~~

Simeon finished cleaning in the kitchen, heading to Luke's room to get him some pajamas.

Inside his drawer sat a pair of blue and white puppy dog patterned pajamas. Ones Simeon and
Raphael thought looked especially cute on the younger. So, he chose those for tonight, also
making sure to grab a pull-up as well.

He stopped outside of the bathroom door, hearing laughter from the other side.

He turned the knob, creaking the door open only an inch. Inside he found Raphael blowing
bubbles for Luke to pop. Both of them were giggling with huge smiles on their faces.

Simeon was glad to see that Raphael was finally at peace with his own child. And that Luke
finally got to know his rightful father on another level.

Chapter End Notes

IMPORTANT: I've decided that I'm going to do 20 chapter's for this. I don't want to
have an ongoing series forever- and if I ever want to write more human stuff it will just
be its own thing. So far I have drafted up to 12. Please give any suggestions you want
for other small stories. And for the last one I want to do a huge thing with everybody.
So, ideas on how to do that would also be nice. Thank you everyone for your support!!!

☆☆☆☆☆☆

Was it accurate? I haven't interacted with 2 year olds for long enough in years to actually
fully understand them. I'll see just my cousins in brief on occasions. But, idk or see any
of them enough. So, I tried my best.

I feel like this turned out cute, I hope you guys agree!

Also, I'm begging for comments at this point. I don't want to sound like a crazy person-
but they are my favorite part of my day. I love getting home from school and noticing
there's a comment or reply in inbox- ajahahshhsh

💀
I'm sorry that my writing style changes like every chapter. It changes based on my mood
or the last really good fic I read.

Thank you for reading! Constructive criticism is allowed, as well as pointing out
mistakes. Bye!
 Mammon (With Meph)
Chapter Summary

Sorry for the errors! I got it fixed but I tried to go really fast. Because of that it got cut
short! The next one will be super long I promise!

Mammon struggles in school because of dyslexia and adhd. His boyfriend help and his
little brother help.

Thank you TallyHallFreak for the suggestions! I pretty much combined two.

Trigger warnings:

Self-harm (Kinda? He only punctured the skin on his palm with his nails. He doesn't do
it on purpose, he's just stressed. But, I wanted to add this to make sure.)

Referenced homophobia

Chapter Notes

Sorry I took so long. I've been busy with homework. And when I did have time to write
I wrote for my other series and then a random oneshot. But, for now, I hope you enjoy
this chapter.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

First period.

English.

English was by far his worst subject. Why did he need to take a class on a language he
already knew? It was stupid.

Mammon was lucky enough at least that he got out of taking a second language. Because of
his dyslexia, they reasoned that he would be unable to even learn English correctly.

He painstakingly filled in the bubble sheet. The story made absolutely no sense and yet he
was expected to take a test on it?

He was stupid. So fucking stupid. Why couldn't he figure it out? Most the class had turned in
the test already. Hurry it up, idiot!
There was still so much left to do....

Mammon dreaded the end of the test... there was a writing portion that his horrible
handwriting definitely wouldn't help with.

The story was super unclear. It's not even like he could read the stupid words. He wished he
could at least use any previous writing he stole from the teacher as she spoke.

That got him thinking, why didn't they allow notes? The teacher allowed them last year!

He was going to fail.

"If you didn't finish, write 'DID NOT FINISH' at the top of your paper and bring it up to me,"
His teacher's voice boomed across the room.

He was on the third question. There were twenty of them.

"Unfortunately, retakes and finishing the test will not be allowed unless a student was
absent," She explained, being the typical annoying English teacher who ruined everyone's
grades for zero reason, "I hope you all have a good rest of your day! See you tomorrow!"

Were his three answers even right? They didn't seem correct.

How was he supposed to know how the main character was feeling in certain scenes? He
wasn't that guy!

He weakly scribbled a 'DID NOT FINISH' at the top of the page.

He shakingly raised from his desk, registering the bell ringing as he did.

Mammon tried to hold back tears as he weakly walked out of the room.

His feet sped up with each step, hoping to make it to the bathroom.

The warning bell went off, passing periods being extremely short. Luckily for him, that
meant that the hallways and the bathrooms were clearing up.

He rushed into a stall, locking it behind him. He had made it to the bathroom that is in an
awkward back corner of his school. Therefore, it's less populated.

Sobs came from him, he tucked his head into his knees.

Why was he even so upset?

Stupid test.

It doesn't matter anyway. He'll be fine. Everything is okay.

Despite his words of encouragement, his breathing only sped up.

He fumbled his phone out of his pocket, pulling up Mephisto's contact. There were many
misclicks along the way, each one making him cry even more.

You: firs bayhrom corne come pls

He hoped that it would send. He could really use a hug right now. Wouldn't it be nice if he
could cuddle into his boyfriend's loving arms, get reassured that he's not actually as stupid as
he thinks.

He cried and cried, waiting for Meph to come.

What if he didn't get the message? Or simply didn't see it?

He hugged himself tighter, tightening his fists, fingernails scraping at his skin.

Mephistopheles ran into the bathroom, almost tripping over his own feet. He stopped in front
of the stall, knocking, only for the door to swing open.

Mammon looked up at him with broken eyes. Meph got onto his knees, pulling Mammon
into a hug.

He sighed, relaxing in his hold.

Mephisto rubbed his tears away, "What's wrong Mams?"

"I failed my English test again," He sniffled.

"That's not even your fault, though," Mephisto tsked.

"It's my fault that I'm so dumb," Mammon protested.

Mephistopheles only shook his head, hugging the younger tighter.

They stayed silent for a moment, until, "What class are you missing?"

Mammon thought for a moment, "Leadership."

"At least it's not urgent," Mephisto replied.

"Yeah," He mumbled.

"Can you get through the day?" He asked.

"I think so," Mammon sighed.

"Okay, after school you can come to my house," The purple-haired boy explained, "And then
I can help you more there."

Mammon smiled at that, pecking Mephisto's lips.

~~~~~

When they got to Mephisto's house, Azazel eagerly opened the door for them.

"Hey Zazel!" Mammon greeted.

Azazel jumped up to hug him, "Mams!"

Mammon picked him up, holding him in a hug.

The two's father walked through the room, and instead of saying anything, he just glared.

Instantly, Mammon was confused, "What's his problem?"

Before Mephisto could answer, Azazel interrupted, "He doesn't like that Meph has a
boyfriend."

Mammon was about to say something when Meph helped Azazel down, "Me and Mammon
need to talk about big kid stuff, okay? See you later."

They went down to Mephistopheles' room and sat down on his bed.

The room went silent. You could hear the clock ticking in the background.

Mammon didn't want to say anything. He felt had for interrupting Mephisto's class time
earlier. He didn't want to talk about his stupidity.

He bounced his leg, eyes darting around the room, refusing to make eye contact.

Mephisto broke the silence, "So, what happened earlier?"

"I don't really wanna talk about it..." Mammon replied.

A quick nod came from Meph, "Alright, do you just wanna cuddle?"

Mammon smiled, nodding as well.

Meph moved to spoon Mammon, cuddling him close. Mammon relaxed his body, worries
leaving him as he laid there.

He could tell that Mephisto was stressed as well, so this was partially to help him. They both
needed it.

They laid for a long while, cuddling closer and closer every minute or so.

Mammon forgot about the test, content in his boyfriend's arms.

He was about to close his eyes to sleep when the door opened and shut, "Can I lay with you
guys?"
 Both him and the purple-haired boy replied at the same time, "Of course."

They all laughed at the irony of it. Mammon grabbed Azazel in his arms, hugging the boy
tight against him.

Their position wasn't spooning at all anymore, more so just a pile of bodies. But, it was very
comfortable.

Finally then Mammon was happy enough to fall asleep truly and fully content.

Chapter End Notes

I don't need to repeat the usual anymore. You guys get it. Suggestions, comments,
kudos, etc.

I hope you enjoyed, good day/night.

 Lucifer (With Dia)
Chapter Summary

Lucifer can't handle work, school, and six kids all at once. But, he doesn't like to show
weakness or ask for help. Diavolo knows his boyfriend too well.

Trigger Warnings:
References to (consensual) underage pregnancy

Chapter Notes

FINALLY I WROTE A GOOD FULL LENGTH CHAPTER

Life is annoying.

Hope you enjoy!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

6:14 AM

He finished making breakfast, dishing up plates for Mammon and Levi. Their school started
at 7:30 and they needed to get on their bus at 6:30.

They both ate their breakfasts like zombies, still groggy from waking up.

Lucifer then made himself some food, sitting at the table to eat as well. As he got to the table,
the two were finishing up their meals, Mammon leaving to go to the bathroom quickly before
he left.

Levi pulled out his phone, one that he got on his thirteenth birthday. Lucifer always saw him
playing a new game on it, so that's probably what he was doing.

Mammon came back, grabbing Leviathan on his way. They both grabbed their backpacks
then left.

Lucifer went back to his room to finish getting ready.

7:01 AM
Asmo and the twins needed to be woken up for school. Asmo's school started at 8:30, bus
leaving at 7:30. The twins starting at 9:20, bus leaving at 8:45.

He went to Asmo's room first, as the boy had a long morning routine.

Lucifer grabbed the boys shoulders, shaking him lightly. Asmo roused slightly, but didn't
wake up.

He shook harder, but not hard enough to startle him. Finally then, Asmodeus opened his eyes.

The blonde boy sat up, rubbing at his eyes with a yawn. He waved Lucifer away, getting up
to get dressed and ready.

Lucifer left the room, making his way to the twins.

As he stepped up to the door, he had to stop for a moment. His brain was overcome with fog
and black spots danced in his vision.

After a couple moments of standing still, he shook it off, stepping into the twins room to
continue his routine.

Beel woke up quickly, and he went to wake Belphie himself, claiming that the boy wouldn't
wake up unless his twin was the one to do it. And he was right, Lucifer could never wake
Belphie when Beel could in a heartbeat.

As the three got ready, Lucifer returned to the kitchen to make them all breakfast.

He got them all a bowl of Greek yogurt that had blueberries, strawberries, and bananas in it.

It was something light enough that Asmo could eat it with his morning naesua, but filling
enough for Beel's constant hunger. And it was perfect for Belphie as well.

As he set down the bowls, Beel was dragging Belphie to the table. Belphie laid his head
down, trying to get in a few more minutes of sleep. Beel instantly started to gobble down his
entire bowl in a record speed.

Minutes later, Asmodeus walked out. The boy had a butterfly hairclip in, and cheap glitter lip
gloss made specifically for kids on. As he entered the room he gave a dramatic spin to show
off his pink legging, jean short duo that stood out obnoxiously against his light blue sequins
unicorn t-shirt.

Beel giggled at the show, giving a small clap, causing Asmo to giggle too. A small laugh
escaped Lucifer at the sight.

Asmo sat down and began to eat small bites of the yogurt and fruit.

As they ate, Lucifer pulled out their shoes for them, setting them by their backpacks that sat
at the door.
Soon after, the boys put on their shoes and backpacks. Lucifer on his own shoes and walked
them to the bus stop. Asmo's bus came within minutes, and he was gone.

He held Belphie in his arms, letting him rest more while Beel played with rocks and leafs he
found on the sidewalk.

Time passed slowly, but eventually, as always, the bus came and the two left.

Lucifer then walked the path back home.

9:15 AM

He had done the dishes and laundry, while he waited for the proper time, but now he had to
get ready. Lucifer's first college class of the day started at 10:00. Therefore, he had to make
sure that he was fully ready, and Satan was fully ready.

Since Satan was too young for school, he had to be watched all day by somebody.

Sadly, everyone Lucifer knew was busy. They either also had college, or had a job. Then his
parents were obviously not an option. And Satan's mother and her family had cut off all
connection to Lucifer and Satan when the baby has been born. It was unfortunate, but her
parents had been unhappy with her pregnancy and cut off all contact. She had also been too
paranoid to care for a child and believed it would be betterfor everyone if she left for good.
This did make Lucifer sad, as Satan would have to grow up without a mother.

Lucifer really hated that he had to send Satan to daycare, as he wanted to be as involved as
possible, especially as he didn't have both parents. But, there was no other option.

He woke the boy, pulling out a set of clothes for him. Satan had some sort of complaint about
it, one Lucifer didn't fully register. So, he allowed Satan to get dressed on his own like he
wanted to.

Once Satan was dressed and fed, he tugged on Lucifer's pants. He picked up the blonde boy,
rubbing his hand over his back.

Lucifer brought him to the car, going to fasten him into his car seat. Satan insisted that he
could do it himself, so Lucifer let him, watching to double check that he did it correctly.

The car drive was mostly silent, Lucifer was too tired to speak.

He dropped Satan off, making small talk with the worker for only five minutes or so, but then
he had to leave so that he wouldn't be late.

12:45 PM

He had a break between classes for lunch. Him and Diavolo would go to a campus restaurant
or Cafe together, heading back to class afterwards.
They had both decided to take the same classes, as they were going into the same field. This
was extremely relieving for Lucifer, as someone always had his back in school and work
when home life got crazy.

Today, they went to a Cafe. Lucifer made sure to get an espresso with multiple shots to
satisfy his caffeine addiction and need of sleep.

He didn't chat much, letting Diavolo talk instead. But, Diavolo continuesly asked if he was
okay, for some reason.

He was fine. He was very obviously fine! A routine was a routine and he was following it
through normally. Why would anything be wrong?

Their lunchbreak was quick to end. Lucifer went to his next class, hand already cramped
from all his writing.

3:00 PM

He pulled into the driveway. By now, both Mammon and Levi were home.

Lucifer then grabbed Satan, carrying him to the house.

He set the boy down so that he could take off his shoes, doing so as well.

Satan ran off to his room to play, draw, or read.

Now is the perfect time for a break. Surely, after such a long day he should lay down and rest.
But, no. Much like any other 'break' he has, he fills it with more work.

The house was a mess, as it always was. So, he went to work, tidying up the place. He
vacuumed, dusted, wiped down surfaces, and turned up the humidifier to a higher level. The
living room was now much cleaner.

But, unfortunately, there was more than one room in the house. Therefore, he went to the
kitchen to continue cleaning.

5:30 PM

All of the kids were home now, had been for awhile. He had prepared them small snacks in
between cleaning to hold them over.

Though, it was now approaching dinner time, and they would need to eat.

He turned on the stove, pulling out the necessary supplies as he started to make their meal.

The process went slower than usual, but he powered through it to the best of his abilities.
Soon enough, the meal was done. He plated up servings for everybody. Something that had
become necessary with some slow and some fast eaters. Whatever extra would be eaten,
surely. But, he had to start them off so that everybody could get what was needed.

He set up the table, placing down plates in their rightful spots.

Then, he knocked on everyone's door and let them know that the food was done.

Everyone eagerly rushed, out, hungry after a day of school.

They sat and ate in peace.

7:23 PM

He had spent time helping them with homework.

Beelzebub was stuck on a vocabulary assignment, Asmodeus was struggling with division,
and Leviathan, in all honesty, sucked at geography.

But now he had to go to work. He worked an 8-1 nightshift at a small bookstore.

He made sure that Satan was in bed and that the twins were ready to go to bed soon.

Lucifer also checked on the others, making sure everything was okay before he left.

Once he was absolutely sure the house was in order, he left.

8:46 PM

He and Diavolo worked the same shift together. In all honesty, they hardly needed one night
worker, but Diavolo insisted that he work for only minimum wage (And that was for legal
reasons, he had said none at first).

It was very relaxing at night. They get around ten costumers every night.

Most of the time they spend huddled close to eachother, talking calmly. Which is what they
were doing now.

Diavolo sat on a huge swivel chair, holding him in his arms. Lucifer sat with his legs on one
side, upper body on the other. He rested his head against Diavolo's chest, resisting sleep.

Breaking through the soft soundtrack Lucifer had put on, Diavolo spoke, "Are you doing
okay, Lucifer?"
He weakly nodded his head up and down, " 'm fine."

Diavolo tsked, "You've seemed exhausted lately. Are you getting enough sleep?"

"How can I?" Lucifer reasoned, "I need to be up at six for Mammon and Levi."

The taller man chuckled softly, "Is it hard to let go, or is it your pride?"

Lucifer glared up at his boyfriend, "I'm afraid that I don't know what you mean."

He shook his head, "There's no reason for you to wake up that early. Don't those two have
their own alarms? They are both plenty old to get ready on their own."

"I make breakfast for them," Lucifer tried to save his cause.

Diavolo booped his nose, something Lucifer glared at, trying to hide his blush, "They can do
that for themselves. If you cut out that, then you'd get another hour of sleep."

Lucifer stayed silent, unable to think of a good argument.

Diavolo hugged him close, "For now, sleep. I can easily handle any customers."

Consciousness started to slip away from him, but he protested, "Uh-huh, sleeping on the job
is unprofessional."

The red-head brushed his thumb over Lucifer's cheek, calming him more, making his
attempts to avoid sleep weaker, "Sleep, Luci."

With the final bit of encouragement, he fell asleep.

One week later 6:40 AM

He woke up to start his day.

Lucifer quickly got dress. He then checked his phone, smiling at the message from Mammon,
telling him that the two made it to their bus okay.

Asmo was woken up, then the twins. He taught them how to prepare breakfast, so that they
knew for future benefits. Then they ate together and he walked them to the bus as usual.

Once he returned home, he did not have to worry about everything. He did the dishes, and
then gave himself a small break.

It had been painful to let go of some work and to take breaks, but he knew it was necessary.

For the first time ever, he had installed a chore list. This way he didn't need to worry about
everything on his own. He gave small allowances, and made sure the task fit to the person.
 He had Belphie dust, and Beelzebub clean up the table after meals. Asmodeus was taught
how to put in his own laundry, as he was now old enough, and also vacuuming. Leviathan
was put in charge of cleaning the bathrooms. Then Mammon was put in charge of mowing
the lawn and then sweeping and moping the kitchen and hallways.

Lucifer still did the dishes, the younger's laundry, took out the trash, and other household
jobs, but it was much more balanced now.

He had broken his routine. But, maybe it was for the better.

Chapter End Notes

WE MADE IT HALFWAY! You guy's excited for the finaly? I'm planning on making it
10k words (if possible).

Suggestions are needed. I have a couple more drafts ready, but there are still things to
do. I always appreciate ideas! And if they don't happen in this, I may repurpose them for
another fic.

Bye 👋
 Belphie and Beel
Chapter Summary

Belphegor enters a grunge phase that leaves Beel confused, but supportive. What wacky
things will that kid do?

Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes

Belphie was being weird....

Beel noticed that he spent all his time listening to music on his IPad.

And all of the music was from some band.

He tried to remember, as he liked to remember everything important to Belphie. But, the

name didn't stick.

Nerveana? No, that wasn't it....

He also started being rude to Lucifer and wearing super baggy clothing. Belphie constantly
begged and begged for a drumset or guitar so that he could play the songs, but so far he was
out of luck.

Once again Belphie was listening to his music so loudly that his ears probably hurt.

He walked over and tapped his twins shoulder, "Bel, wanna play with me?"

"Nuh-uh I'm listening to music," Belphie replied.

"Pleeeeeaaaase, we can make a band," Belphegor instantly perked up, pausing the music and
taking out his ear buds.

Beel jumped up and down in excitement, "Azzy has a violin, Levi a French horn and Mams a
guitar and trumpet!"

Belphie shook his head, "You can use the guitar, I'll get pots to make drums."

Beelzebub nodded and ran to collect the guitar.

He slammed open the olders door, "Mams, I need your guitar."

Mammon sighed, "It's an electric kid, it's not gonna be very useful without an amp. Plus, you
don't even know how ta play."
"Teach me then!" He exclaimed, "I wanna make Bel happy!"

The older clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Yer not learning in an afternoon."

"I'm sure I'll figure it out on my own then," He thought out loud, "It can't be that hard."

Beel grabbed the guitar, a shocked expression appearing on Mammon's face. He ran out of
the room, yelling, "Thanks Brother!"

As he reached the door, he could already hear the loud noise of Belphie drumming.

He ran inside, seeing a rare smile on Belphie's face.

Much to Beel's surprise, the drumming didn't sound awful. In fact, it was nothing of the sort.
It was surprising.... amazing.

Different sized pots were laid out in a specific order, pens were taped to the pots with old
movie DVD's stuck to the tops.

In a rhythmic fashion, Belphie continued to hit different pots, forming a song. Over the noise
he yelled, "Start playing too, Beel!"

He nodded, still shocked at his twin's impressive work, "Okay!"

Instantly he pulled the strap over his head, the guitar fell down to his knees. Sadly though, he
had no idea how to tighten it.

Beelzebub strummed random chords, confused when almost no noise came out.

Belphie did not seemed bothered, so he just continued to play.

They played for hours, even gaining an audience.

Asmo danced to their song as Lucifer stood there crossing his arms, a slight smile on his face.

Mammon, Satan and Levi also watched,

They finished their concert, Belphie letting out a cheerful scream to top it all off.

Both panted, adrenaline filling them after their performance.

They all clapped and cheered. Satan even ran up and congratulated them on a job we done.

Belphegor stood with a smile on his face. A real one.

That was the only thing Beel needed to smile himself.

~~~~~
 Belphie had been gifted a drumset. One of Mammon's friends was selling it for rather cheap,
and when the elder asked about it, he got a massive discount.

Since then, the boy had been playing in most of his free time.

Honestly, it scared Beel a little.

He didn't like the loud noise or repeated lines. But, he was happy that Belphie was happy.

Instead of nitpicking, he just enjoyed the music, even if it wasn't his favorite.

He clapped whenever a song was finished and gave Belphie encouragement when he
struggled.

The others helped him a lot too, providing resources and New rhythms.

Beel could tell how much Belphie loved to play.

Though, not everyone was happy.

While everyone encouraged the playing, Belphie did it.... often. And he wasn't apologetic
about the volume.

Those around got annoyed at how they were allowed zero quiet. Beel provided Belphie a
brother who wasn't annoyed by it, even if he truthfully was.

But, as always, he laid down on his bed, watching his twin play a new Nirvana song he hadn't
played before. His true source of happiness.

Chapter End Notes

BONUS

Belphegor had finally stopped with the drums and loud music. His baggy clothing even
went back to normal! To say Lucifer was happy was an understatement!

Belphie walks into the room for breakfast wearing all black. He had white streaks added
in with his black hair. He was decked out with chains and jewlery of the sort. He even
had on some black eyeliner.

Not again....

END BONUS
I've cut down the total number to 15... I'm sorry, but I'm losing interest in this fanfiction.
I have another series I want to start and it would be too much to juggle with school and
life in general. I hope you understand.

Hope you all had a good day. Bye!

 Barbatos and Simeon
Chapter Summary

Barbatos has been seeing a lot of Simeon recently. His affection grows every single
occasion. Finally, he decides to ask him out.

Chapter Notes

I'm tired.

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Barbatos was.....conflicted.

He had been working for Diavolo for over seven years. And while he had grown awfully
close to him, he still kept some level of professionalism to it.

Falling for his bosses boyfriend's brother was definitely not appropriate.

Part of him reasoned that it didn't matter to much. But, the more reasonable part told him that
a relationship between the two would put Barbatos in Diavolo's family.

Completely scandalous.

At first, he tried to ignore the fact, get over the crush. Though, unfortunately, the crush did
not abandon him. If anything, it only got into his head more and had him fall deeper into
love.

Barbatos was no idiot. Quite the opposite, actually. He knew deep down that he did, in fact,
have feelings for Simeon, no matter how much he denied it. He also knew that Simeon
returned said feelings.

So, why won't he just ask him out? Just because he was professional didn't mean that he
couldn't love anyone. The connection to his boss should not change anything.

Here he was, assisting Diavolo at a family get-together, avoiding his feelings.

The whole family was here. They were all laughing and talking and having fun. But,
Barbatos couldn't help feeling....out if place.

Sure, it doesn't matter how he feels. He's working a job. This is nothing personal.
He stood there staring at all these people that have known eachother for years, that he's
known for years, and he can't help feeling like an outsider.

Barbatos stood there as Diavolo conversated with his boyfriend or anyone else there. He
watched as he played Legos and dolls with the children. Looked on as the kids listened to a
storybook. Glanced at the hugs and kisses shared among partners and family.

It was something he had never had.

He had grown up an orphan. His entire life he was taught to behave and not show
compassion. He was taught skills such as fighting, cooking, cleaning and anything that would
be of benefit to a protective servant.

Yet, he was never taught to care, to show emotion, to love.

These were skills he taught himself. He'd gained the abilities easily. He felt some form of
platonic love for Diavolo, and put much care into their relationship.

It had taken him awhile to learn. He was always on edge, always professional. But, Diavolo
taught him to losen up.

After many years, he became much nicer and empathetic then ever before.

Sadly, he was still confused by romantic love.

Silently, Simeon approached him, "Good evening, Barbatos."

He smiled softly, "You as well."

Simeon held his cup awkwardly, fidgeting with the rim. Barbatos scanned him carefully,
taking in his body language.

Then, the man laughed, "Sorry, I am no good at conversation. I just saw you standing over
here, by yourself, and couldn't help wanting to talk. Plus, I love talking to you."

Barbatos nodded, taking a small sip of his own drink, "It is quite alright. I would not worry
about such frivolities, as I enjoy talking with you as well."

He noticed that Simeon's cheeks lit up in red. A hardly noticeable change against his dark
skin.

The brown-haired man cleared his throat, "How is life going?"

"How is life?" Simeon nodded, "Good, I suppose. Nothing abnormal."

"Yes," Simeon started, "Any romantic partners or anything to keep you company?"

Ah. So he was an awkward flirt. Barbatos should've expected that.

"Not in the current moment, you?" Barbatos questioned with a smirk, one made specifically
to tease Simeon.

Simeon cleared his throat awkwardly, again, and spoke, "No, no, never. I mean not that I'm
not open to it! Just busy. Haven't looked into it! But, now I'd definitely be okay with it. It'd be
nice."

Barbatos smirked. Was this his opportunity? Should he just say 'fuck it' and ask him out.
Sure, Diavolo would be delighted, but it just wasn't right. There's no way.

He'll do it.

Or maybe not.... Does he even have the confidence to?

"Will you go out with me!?" The word rushed out of his mouth faster than he could control. It
was in a fashion so unlike him. He felt his cheeks heat up from his love and embarrassment.

Simeon just about dropped his cup, mouth hanging wide open. Realization bloomed slowly
across his face before he realized what had been asked.

"Uh-huh..." Simeon replied slowly, still in an obvious shock.

"Good," Barbatos replied.

They both avoided eye contact at all cost, making Barbatos feel a bit useless.

How embarrassing was it to change your entire personality like this. This was so unlike him.
He is calm, cool and collected! He is not a lovestruck school girl!

Yet, he felt like one.

They both nodded at eachother, Simeon shooting finger guns (Levi must've taught him that
one), and then Barbatos walked away from the man.

His walk slowly turned to a run as he searched for Diavolo.

He found him in the living room, Lucifer curled up onto his side in an intimacy that was so
unlike him (Maybe it's normal to be so raw with love).

Barbatos cleared his throat, still blushing, "Uhm, Sir, are you about ready to leave?"

Lucifer looked at him quizzically, "Why exactly are you so flustered? Did you finally kiss my
brother?"

In that moment, he felt himself short-circuit.

Diavolo smiled widely, "Finally! It's about time you've found yourself a partner!"

He shook his head, "I've only asked him on a simple date. There has been no kiss exchanged
and we are not dating yet."
 His boss smirked knowingly, "You said 'yet'!"

Did he!? He hadn't even realized

Completely, utterly embarrassing.

"May we leave now Sir?" He sighed.

Diavolo stood, giving Lucifer a small kiss, "I've told you many times, Barbatos. You can just
call me Diavolo."

He raised an eyebrow, "You know how I like to stay professional."

The redhead smiled softly, "Maybe so. But, I'm happy that you're giving dating a try."

He could only nod.

They left the get together as conflicted as when he arrived.

Chapter End Notes

You guys should give me suggestions for the big finale.

Hej då!

Okay, I was tired of always saying goodbye in English, so I switched to Swedish.

 Mephistopheles (With Mammon)
Chapter Summary

Sadly, Mephisto's father isn't very accepting of his relationship with Mammon. But, he is
willing to change.

Trigger Warnings:

A small amount of homophobia

Chapter Notes

I referenced this in the recent Mammon chapter.

This was partially inspired by ur_motha wanting more Mephimon.

Enjoy!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Mephistopheles wasn't sure what else to do.

Him and Mammon had been dating for years and his dad hasn't accepted it yet.

Azazel and his mom were thrilled! So, why wasn't he?
Mephisto was happier than he had ever been with Mammon. They helped eachother and
made sure everything worked out. Why would that be wrong?

It was a problem that he was ready to fix.

He watched up to his father and asked quietly, "How come you're so against Mammon?"

His father groaned, wiping his hand over his face, "He's confusing you."

He'd never felt confused with Mammon, he was the one being confusing, "What do you mean
by that?"

The man clearly did not want to talk about this, "You're going through a phase. All of a
sudden you're acting more energetic, you've dyed your ha-"
"So you're mad that I'm happy?" He fought back, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. He
didn't like fighting. Why did he start fighting? He just wanted everyone around him to be
happy. Why was he so upset about this?

"You became friends with that boy an-" Mephisto cut him off again, "That 'friend' is my
boyfriend!"

The two went silent.

"I'm sorry that you're so homophobic that you can't even fathom how happy I've become."

He stomped away, leaving his father.

Mephisto shouldn't have opened that can of worms.

~~~~~

Mammon laughed as he threw another pillow at Meph.

Mephisto laughed back, throwing a pillow of his own.

They broke into giggling fits on the floor.

He hugged Meph as their laughs faded away. He relaxed in the bots arms, kissing his cheek.

Mephisto smiled softly, causing Mammon to as well.

They laid together for a long while. It felt as if they were the only real people in the world.

When together, everything was in higher detail, they were the only two that experienced
every sense. Laying with Mephisto felt so real.

He nuzzled into his boyfriend. Everything felt so fuzzy. He loved that feeling. It felt right.

As Mephisto ran his hands through his hair, everything was perfect.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed.

With a sigh, Mammon picked it up.

Lucifer was here to pick him up.

Had it really been that long already?

Regardless he gave Meph a big squeeze and got up. He pulled the boy up and they walked to
the door hand-in-hand.
 He stood on his toes to kiss Mephisto, hugging him again. Then he went to the car, waving a
goodbye.

He watched as Mammon walked to the car. His face was slightly flushed and he still felt
fuzzy. He had a huge smile on his face as well.

Eventually he decided that it would be creepy to continue watching and shut the door, turning
around.

His smile dropped when he noticed his father was there. It was clear that he'd been there the
entire time, watching them.

He glared at his father, "Sorry your sensitive eyes had to see that."

The elder frowned, "I'm sorry that I've been so disapproving of you."

That caught him off guard, "What?"

"It was unfair," This had to be some sort of cruel joke, "You're right, you're finally happier.
You were so.... sad before. But, with him you look like you've finally found yourself. And I
think that you truly have."

He stuttered slightly, unsure of what to say.

His father spoke once more, "You seem great together, he's definitely a keeper. He's always
welcome to join that family."

He nodded slowly, still stunned at the change of character. His blush had grown ten times
since Mammon had left.

"Oh and, Mephisto," He looked up, his father beginning to walk away, "Don't forget to use
protection."

He didn't think that his blush could get any worse, yet here he was.

Even after his father walked out of the room, he still stood there.

Did that just happen?

Chapter End Notes

Comments are always appreciated :)

Bye for now.

 Diavolo
Chapter Summary

When Lucifer is busy and Mammon has other things to do, who is left to babysit the
kids?

Diavolo, that's who!

Chapter Notes

Suggested by Scratchingmyass

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Lucifer never asked for help.

That's how Diavolo knew this was actually serious.

Lucifer approached him, asking if he was available to babysit his brothers.

Apparently Mammon had agreed to go out with his boyfriend that day. And then Simeon
asked Lucifer for his assistance in some sort of personal matter. So, Lucifer's hands were tied.

Diavolo easily accepted.

The kids were a little bit wild... but fun.

Leviathan had hooked up a gaming console and was playing a game called 'Just Dance' with
the twins. Asmodeus was snuggled up on the couch, holding Satan in his arms as he quietly
read the young boy a book.

They would all stay in the living room or kitchen, to be safe.

Diavolo had watched the three play for awhile, interested in the moves they made. All the
dances went by so fast! The kids were nailing them even at the impressive speed.

They played song after song after song as Diavolo continued to watch.

Finally, they finished the decidedly last song with extravagant poses. Diavolo clapped for
them as they high-fived eachother.
Leviathan approached him quickly, "Would you like to play a board game with us?"

"Of course!" He replied.

He'd have to admit, growing up he never played many games due to his father's strict
business nature. So, he was very excited to see what the kids had in store.

Leviathan rushed out of the room, grabbing a big box then returning.

They all sat in a circle on the floor as the purple-haired boy set up the game.

"Satan can be on my team, this games a bit complicated for him," Asmodeus clarified. The
others nodded at him, choosing pieces to be.

Diavolo had never played this game before, so he listened to Leviathan's extremely long and
probably a bit excessive explanation of the rules.

Asmodeus had Satan choose their piece, he decided on Mr. Green. Diavolo decided on Miss
Scarlet, Leviathan was Colonel Mustard, Belphegor was Proffesor Plum and Beelzebub was
Mrs. White.

They a placed down their pieces and decided to go from youngest to oldest.

Belphegor rolled a two, moving his piece accordingly. Then it was Beelzebub who rolled a
five. Asmodeus had Satan whisper to him where he wanted to go before rolling a five. Then
it was Leviathan's three and Diavolo's extremely lucky one.

Asmodeus and Satan reached their room first, "Which color player do you think is guilty,
hun?"

Satan thought for a moment before pointing at Mrs. White. Asmodeus moved her and had
him choose a weapon as well.

"Okay," Asmodeus began, "We think that Mrs. White did it in the Billiard Room with the
wrench."

He looked to Leviathan at his right, expectantly. The boy shuffled through his cards before
deciding on one to show the two. Asmodeus nodded and marked it down.

Eventually the game had ended and Belphegor was marked the victor. Leviathan had
grumbled at this fact only for Asmodeus to call him a 'sore loser'.

Diavolo laughed loudly, "This is a fun game, Leviathan!"

The boy grimaced slightly, "Oh, it's okay. You can call me Levi. Honestly, it's a bit weird to
hear my full name."

Diavolo smiled, "Okay! Sorry for making it awkward than, Levi."

Levi cringed, "Yeah... Do you wanna play another round?"

 The twins both eagerly started saying yes, a chant in which Satan joined. Asmodeus nodded
and so did Diavolo.

Levi shuffled the cards again, spreading them around and putting pieces back in their
beginning positions.

They played another game, this time Diavolo won. And then Levi insisted on another
rematch.

They were only about ten turns in when the door opened.

Diavolo excused himself, walking up to his boyfriend.

Lucifer smiled at him, kissing him softly, "Thank you for watching them."

"Of course!" Diavolo exclaimed, "But, before I leave I have a game of Clue to beat!"

They walked to the living room and the game was resumed. Lucifer noticed Levi was
distressed and was now helping him.

With the power duo, Levi won the game.

Levi then started to brag and shame Asmodeus, Satan and Beelzebub who hadn't won a
round.

A bit unfair considering that Beelzebub was both eight and paying little attention. And
Asmodeus was letting the four year old make every decision, leading them to accusing
characters they had as cards.

But, regardless, they all had fun.

Diavolo smiled as he left the house that night. Hopefully Lucifer reached out to him more
often.

Chapter End Notes

Such a cute combination lol

Be excited for the finale. It might take a tiny bit to write.

Comments and kudos are appreciated!

Bye!

🎃
 Halloween!!!! 🎃
Chapter Summary

Lucifer hosts a Halloween party where the entire crew gets together!

Chapter Notes

Sorry but Thirteen will be a no show. There's no reason for her to be at this party. 😕

Also sorry that this took so long, I wanted to post it closer to Halloween.

Happy Halloween!

See the end of the chapter for more notes

Every single year Lucifer threw an extravagant Halloween party. The house was heavily
decorated, there were themed snacks, fog machines, music in some rooms, and the living
room had a 24 hour Halloween movie marathon playing.

Everyone got to invite who they'd like. Though, usually there weren't many people invited. It
was a lot more fun when it was just a group that was practically family.

It was Halloween night (And Diavolo's birthday, though they'd celebrated that yesterday) and
the party was finally starting.

Lucifer was helping out the twins. They were going as Tom and Jerry. And thank goodness
Asmo had lent him some black face paint for the costumes. He carefully painted the whiskers
and noses onto the boys and as he finished, the two smiled and grabbed eachothers hands,
running off somewhere else.

Shortly after, the doorbell rang. Lucifer approached the door. He opened it and noticed
Simeon holding Luke and Raphael standing next to them.

Lucifer smiled and greeted them. He observed the costumes as he allowed their entry.

Simeon was dressed as The Man in the Yellow Hat while Luke was George, both from
Curious George. It was quite adorable, honestly. Then, Raphael was dressed as some sort of
assassin. Though, that was mostly a guess as he wasn't 100% sure.

Raphael rushed off to see Mammon, and Simeon remained with him.
He led Simeon away, nobody else was supposed to arrive yet. He sat on the couch, "How is
everything going with you guys?"

Simeon smiled softly, "Better than normal. Raphael's been feeling much nicer since
everything's been sorted out, and since he started hanging out with the boys more often."

"That's good," Lucifer nodded, "I like your costumes, by the way."

Simeon chuckled, "Yes, thank you, Luke's watched a lot of Curious George as of late. He
loves the costume. And if it means much, I think your costume is quite fitting as well."

Lucifer chuckled deeply, "The kids insisted I be a vampire."

Simeon grinned, "I can surely see why."

Luke had been placed on the floor and he was now playing with a mini baking set, one with
no actual food of course.

Suddenly, Asmodeus rushed down wearing his graceful angel costume that left him looking
stunning. He collapsed onto the couch beside Lucifer, "Solomon will be here soon, so I'll wait
with you."

The boy then gasped and smiled, obviously noticing the toddler. He rushed to the floor and
began to play with Luke, grabbing the mini fabric cakes and plastic tools.

Asmodeus always had a special way with children. It made Lucifer wonder if he'd like to go
into that sort of field.

Lucifer stood suddenly, "I'll leave the three of you for now. I need to prepare dinner."

He smiled at them before heading to the kitchen.

○●○●○●○●○●○●○

Asmo laid down a foam cake with fabric layered on it. He then got the felt strawberries and
decorations, sticking them onto the cake with velcro.

He pushed the cake over to Luke who responded with a giggle.

Luke then began to stick his own pieces onto the cake, continuing his giggle.

Simeon was nursing a glass of punch, smiling as he watched.

Asmodeus considered what to do, grabbing a puppy plush and moved it up to the cake, "The
puppy wants to eat the cake!" He exclaimed, moving the puppy against the cake, making it
look like it was eating it.
Luke giggled in joy, grabbing another puppy plush, moving it the same way as Asmo. He also
made animated noming noises, adding to the hysterical sight.

Simeon chuckled at the two, smiling kindly.

Asmo was about to make the puppy do something else when the doorbell rang. Asmodeus
shot to his feet excitedly before rushing to the door, "Bye for now Luke!"

He opened the door excitedly.

Solomon was standing at his mother's side. Asmo threw his arms around the other boy,
"Welcome, Sol!"

His mother looked down at Asmo, "May I speak with Lucifer for a moment?"

Asmodeus overexaggeratedly moved his head up and down, forming a nod, "Uh-huh, he's
just making dinner!"

She smiled at his energy, "Can you show me where your kitchen is?"

"Yup!" He led the way to the kitchen, skipping the whole time. Solomon trailed decently far
behind the two, stopping to glance at different things.

Sadly, Solomon hadn't been over to his house before. Whenever they hung out they would
usually go to a park or some sort of activity. Sometimes even Solomon's house. So, he noted
that he should probably give him a tour.

Solomon's mom and Lucifer hadn't really spoken much before. So, if she was planning on
dropping Solomon off she clearly wanted full trust.

Once they got to the kitchen he led Solomon away, starting a tour.

○●○●○●○●○●○●○

Mammon and Leviathan were in Mammon's room making last minute costume adjustments.

Levi was dressed in a Sailor Moon costume. It honestly surprised Mammon that he was
comfortable enough to wear the dress in public.

He had a huge wig placed on his head. The entire wig was crusted in hairspray, trying to
encase the actual hair style of said girl. Even more surprisingly, Levi even put on makeup to
finish the whole thing off.

Mammon was dressed as Stan from South Park. Him and Mephistopheles were going to
match. Mephisto being Kyle.
His costume was pretty simple. The entire outfit was easily found using items of his own as
well as from Levi and Lucifer. All they needed to buy was the iconic hat. Therefore, he was
done. So instead he assisted Levi with his costume.

He made a flawless wing with the eyeliner on his younger brother's face when the door
opened.

Raphael walked in, wearing his costume. It had this super cool cloak that ran to the floor,
"Woah, dude, I love yer costume!"

"Thanks!" Raphael smiled in a sweet fashion that didn't pair well with his costume choice, "I
like yours too. Stan, right? I haven't watched that show in forever."

"You bet!" Mammon jumped onto his feet, "Me and Meph are gonna match! He's being
Kyle!"

Raphael then glanced over at a now red-faced Leviathan, "And I like yours too, Levi."

Wow. He looked like a whole ass tomato. He wasn't going to make it out of the house, was
he? Maybe not even this room.

Levi nodded slowly, "Uh, yeah, thanks."

Raphael plopped down onto his bed, pulling out his phone.

His brother started to watch those cringy Snapchat stories as he waited for the night to truly
begin.

Mammon and Levi eventually pulled theirs out as well, peacefully relaxing in eachothers
presence.

At one point he had heard Asmo's booming voice expressing which rooms belonged to which
brother and which ones he liked the best (Satan had won the challenge).

From downstairs there was music playing. While it was quiet from where they were, they
could still hear cliche songs playing. He didn't even know how many times he had heard
Thriller and The Monster Mash at this point.

He tapped his leg to the rhythms anyway, only becoming broken out of this calm nearly quiet
peace when there was a knock on the door, "Come in!"

In came Mephisto in all his glory.

His boyfriend immediately started to laugh, "How do you manage to still look so good in a
fucking South Park costume?"

Mammon's mouth fell open, face turning red with his blush, "I sh-should've been saying that
ta ya!"
Raphael and Levi both looked at eachother with matching expressions that said they were
done with this shit.

It wasn't Mammon's fault that Mephisto still managed to look nice in a trapper hat!

Mammon leaned in to peck Mephisto's lips. The peck was extremely quick thanks to
Leviathan.

The thirteen year old jumped in between them, pushing them apart, "This is the PDA police!
You guys are way too close!"

The other three all tried to hold in their laughter, ultimately failing. At the laughter Levi
pursed his lips in anger and embarrassment. He turned red, as he tended to do, and he held his
hands in tight fists at his sides. His shoulders were raised tensly against his ears as he
shouted, "Okay, okay, it isn't funny!"

That only caused them to laugh more. The situation was ten times funnier just because of the
ridiculous costume Levi had been wearing.

Don't get him wrong, he's all for guys wearing skirts. But, the wig was something else. Like
he'd said before, that thing swallowed Levi. He looked so positively ridiculous that it was
almost adorable.

Leviathan sighed, "How about we actually join the party?"

"Okay," Mammon replied, still chuckling, "Let's get this party started!"

The group tumbled their way down the stairs and into the living room.

On the couch Simeon and Barbatos were sitting a little too close for comfort. And Diavolo
sat to Barbatos' left, smirking at the two.

Were they a couple now? Why did he never hear about any of this?

Luke was on the floor sucking on a small toy, but luckily not small enough for it to become a
choking hazard.

Asmo and Solomon were also sitting on the floor, talking and giggling quietly. Differently
than Barbatos and Simeon, he was on to these two. If they weren't together yet they should
get together.

The group spread out over the couches. And as if on perfect timing, Lucifer walks in the
room, "Dinner is done, I'll get the others."

They all settled into the dining room. Mammon sat with Mephisto on one side, Raphael on
the other. Raphael also sat next to Simeon who had Luke on his lap.

Lucifer returned quickly, The twins and Azazel coming in behind him. Satan came from a
separate door, also sitting in his spot.
There was a large selection of food, but Mammon instantly went for the spaghetti.

There were themed foods of all kinds. It was honestly impressive that Lucifer managed to get
all of this done.

Damn was this spaghetti good!

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Beelzebub loved food! And Halloween was one of the best holidays to get delicious treats.

For dinner he had mummy bagel pizzas that could make his mouth water just at the thought.
And he had tons of glasses of punch.

Bel warned him against all this, saying he would throw up, but he'll be fine!

He drank maybe he's two hundredth glass of punch as they left the dining table.

Because Mephi was here, Zazel was hanging out with him and Bel.

Honestly he was a lot of fun!

They went to the living room to watch a Halloween movie together.

Him and Bel had matching Tom and Jerry costumes that made them look super adorable!

Everyone had great costumes, though.

Zazel had a cute costume too. He had on a pirate costume that looked super cool!

He just might have to convince Bel to do pirates next year!

Lucifer put on the best Halloween movie ever, Monster House, for them to watch.

Apparently many of the other's hadn't watched it before. But, Beel was excited for them to
see it.

Simeon seemed rather entertained at least. Though he covered Luke's eyes at the 'scary' parts.

Once the movie was over, the adults and older kids helped get everything in order.

They were going to a haunted house! This was going to be so fun!

Though, he did think Mammon looked a bit scared... haha!

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A haunted house was the perfect Halloween activity!

Diavolo applauded whoever came up with the idea.

This was going to be exciting!

He helped get everyone ready and out of the house, so that Lucifer didn't try to handle every
single kid there alone. They all piled into two mini vans, which just barely managed to fit all
of them.

Luckily, he got to sit shotgun next to his boyfriend, Lucifer. The car was loud and chaotic due
to the amount of kids that they were transporting.

Due to Lucifer's overprotective nature, they got all of the young kids. Asmodeus, Solomon,
Satan, Beelzebub and Belphegor.

The other car having Simeon, Barbatos, Mammon, Mephistopheles, Raphael, Azazel, Levi
and Luke.

The noise wasn't too bad though. At least to him. He liked noise. Most the time noise
indicated joy and fun, like the kids were having now.

On the other hand, Lucifer looked very out of it. Dealing with all these kids, setting up and
making dinner plus his everyday life must be difficult to handle. But, as always he acted like
nothing was wrong and handled everything by himself. Something Diavolo always tried his
best to prevent.

Diavolo engaged in conversation with the kids, even if he understood none of it. Seriously,
what is Roblox and why were they debating on what dresses would look best for the royal
ball?

Regardless, he still tried to talk to them as much as possible, even though he didn't
understand anything about the game on their tablets.

Soon enough they were there. The place was huge and definitely going to be extremely fun.

At the front they decided they would go in with groups. There were four groups of three.
Lucifer stayed behind with Luke and Satan as they would get too scared. In the mean time
they would play at a park that was conveniently across the street.

Their groups were conveniently split up so that the younger kids would be with someone
older. They purposefully chose a more family friendly one, but just I case they weren't gonna
be alone.

Diavolo was with Asmodeus and Solomon, Mammon and Mephistopheles took Azazel,
Simeon was was with the twins and Barbatos was with Levi and Raphael.
They paid and decided to set it up so that they'd go in five minutes apart so that they'd miss
each other.

Diavolo was really excited to see what was inside, hopefully everyone else felt the same.

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Mephisto knew this was a bad idea since the beginning.

Was he more worried about his young brother or his grown boyfriend? The boyfriend.

Mammon was a complete coward, in the nicest way possible. And even worse than that, he
was in complete denial about the fact.

Mammon was in denial so much so that he offered to go first.

That's why they ended up being the firsts of their gigantic group to enter.

They were holding hands. Mammon walked slowly and gripped his hand as tight as
physically possible. Azazel skipped ahead, excited for the scares.

The first Jumpstart proceeded as expected. Mephisto gasped slightly and Azazel screamed
and then broke into laughter, not being truly scared.

On the other hand, Mammon screamed super loudly and super high-pitched, jumping into
Mephisto's arms.

The jumpscare was hardly even anything, just your typical person jumping out in a clearly
fake costume.

Either way, he hugged and rubbed Mammon's cheek with his thumb. Mephisto sighed at his
whimpering, setting him down, but still holding him close.

How the hell were they going to make it all the way through?

By some miracle they made it to the end. Mammon continued to scream his girly scream and
hide behind Mephisto over and over again.

While he could hear other screams behind them, they were nowhere near the level of his
boyfriend's.

The boy was terrified. What a fool.

They walked out and Mammon was still shaking and clenching his teeth in fear.

Mephisto sighed as he hugged him, "You're okay, it's fake."

Mammon weakly pushed himself out of the other's arms, " 'm not scared..."

He chuckled kindly at the white-haired boy, "It's fine to be scared."

He rubbed Mammon's shoulder, moving his arm to be snug around Mammon's waist.

Lucifer walked up with the two youngest kids, smiling at Mammon's fear, "I should've known
that that would be enough to scare the lights out of you."

Mammon gasped at that, still shaking he replied, "What!? Nuh-uh... 'm not scared at all."

Lucifer shook his head fondly at the clear fib.

The groups piled out leisurely, all looking completely fine after the scares.

Guess it was just Mammon.

He chuckled as they got into the car, hugging the other close to him.

He's gonna need a cuddle buddy tonight.

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Levi anxiously waited for the car ride home to be over. Though, for once it wasn't a bad
anxious. He was excited for the next portion of their Halloween party; Scary stories.

Yet, he did feel bad for Mammon. The poor guy was already so terrified.

Welp, that's his issue, LMAO!

Once they finally arrived he hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt and grabbed Raphael's hand,
pulling the boy who hardly managed to keep up with his pace along with him.

Raphael giggled at his pace, following him regardless. Which was something that Levi really
appreciated, considering tons of people found his issues and differences to be annoying.

He skipped up the steps on the porch, the two being far ahead of the rest. He pulled open
their screen door and pushed the pin into their door handle. There was a click when he got it
right, he smiled and opened the door.

Levi pulled Raphael along with him until they reached the couch. He collapsed onto it,
pulling the older boy with him. Raphael giggled and gave a mini shriek as he fell.

He pulled his short skirt down, ensuring that it was still in place. Glancing over at Raphael,
he noticed that he was just as excited, even if he was wearing a mask. Levi had known
Raphael for a long time, so it was easy to tell.

The others slowly gathered in the living room too. Though, Mephisto sighed and whispered
something to Mammon. His brother blushed and allowed himself to be dragged upstairs.
Mammon would've listened to their scary stories and gotten scared shitless by the stupidest
story that was clearly fake, so this was a good move on Mephisto's part. Though, Levi didn't
want to know whatever the fuck the boy had told Mammon to comply and blush like that....

As they gathered, Diavolo stepped into the middle, "I'll go first! I'll go first! I've got the best
scary story planned. The scariest part is that It was all true......"

This wouldn't do. Levi was sure that this was going to be boring, yet interesting enough,
"ROFLMAO, go ahead, drama queen."

Diavolo chuckled, "In this case, I would be the king. The king of telling scary stories, that is."

Everybody sat, turning their attention to the red-haired man who cleared his throat
dramatically.

Diavolo turned out the lights, grabbing a flashlight.

Goodness gracious, is he serious? How cliche could this get.

He turned that flashlight on, flashing it on his face, causing dark shadows to form under
pronounced details.

It was a detail that could only scare a very young child. And in this group, the young children
weren't even fazed.

He cleared his throat again and began to speak, "It was a dark and stormy night, and my
parents sent me to a camp. A Halloween camp that took place over the weekend. But, we
only stayed for just one day.

There was a dramatic pause before he spoke again, "On this very night twelve years ago, I
arrived at camp, cheerful as ever."

Diavolo looked confused at his own story, "Wait, no, I arrived in the afternoon."

Wow, what a great story teller. Levi cannot wait to see how this goes....

Diavolo spoke again, "Anyway, by night, I noticed something weird had been going on. All
the other kids acted normal and happy, but the campsite was....weird."

He looked around as if anticipating someone's fear, though nobody was scared, "I was in my
cabin with about ten other kids, waiting for the night campfire, but people slowly left the
cabin."

"Inevitably I was the last person left," Diavolo chuckled, "I went outside to see what was
going on and it was super dark and creepy."

Asmo and Solomon were super into the story, evident by Asmo screeching, "Don't go
outside! Nothing good comes from going outside!"
Diavolo smiled as he shook his head, "I couldn't find any of the kids that I had been talking to
all night. I was very confused and assumed that they had gathered in another cabin without
telling me. So, I knocked on a cabin door only to get no answer, in fact the door was
unlocked."

Solomon looked up, intrigued, "Did someone go in there?"

"Maybe so," Diavolo replied, "Inside I didn't notice anybody at first, that is until I realized
that there were two people on the bunk beds, laying down. And when I approached I noticed
that they were all bloody!"

Satan gasped, "No way!"

"Yes way!" Diavolo shot back, "Both of them had been killed!"

"This sounds so fake," Belphie said, rightfully so.

"It's scary because it is all real!" Diavolo chuckled again, "Throughout the night more and
more bodies were discovered by me! I couldn't find anyone alive, they all had died! I was
panicking and running, until I ran into someone!"

Everyone had questioning looks on their faces, it clearly wasn't the 'true story' he'd tried to
sell it as....in fact, Levi recognized the story from somewhere.

"It was the cook!" He exclaimed, "I tried to ask for help but she told me this dramatic
backstory! She was the killer! Her son died there and she was taking revenge on negligent
wo-"

"Woah, woah, woah," Levi interrupted, "Is this just a bad retelling of Friday the 13th?"

The whole room went silent, moving their gazes slowly from Levi back to Diavolo.

"Heh-heh...." Diavolo looked nervous about being caught, "No..?"

"Okay someone else!" Levi yelled, looking around dramatically, searching for a good story.

"Ooo, ooo, ooo!" Asmo jumped up, pulling Solomon along with him, "We have one!"

These kids were not going to have a good scary story at all, but who was he to ruin their fun.

"Once upon a time, there was a girl named Sara who lived in the enchanted forest," Asmo
started, on brand with all of the princess fairytale things he loved.

"But, this enchanted forest held a dark force of magic, if you couldn't tell by the name,"
Continued Solomon, "For there was an old wizard that lived up Eerie River. And he was
known for being cruel to those who disturbed him."

Asmo smiled at their cooperation, something Levi found adorable, "Sara was worried, as she
had to cross Eerie River that evening in order to meet up with a charming Prince she had seen
the night before."
Levi was getting a bit worried at this point. Asmo was definitely turning this into a cute
fairytale. Hopefully Solomon held up on his end.

"Sara had been told that if she didn't make it to the Prince by nightfall, she would meet a
grievous end," Asmo explained, "This led her to run as fast as she could! Nightfall was
rapidly approaching and she still had far left to run!"

"But, as she moved to cross Eerie River, the strong wave rushed over the rocks she was
stepping on," Solomon set the mood , fantastically through his voice, "At the cold feeling she
flinched, but did not fall. She counted this victory, hoping to avoid any other casualties, she
moved slower than before."

Asmo shook his head slightly, "In her slow movements she was falling behind, greatly. It was
too late for her. The sun had almost set and she was only halfway across the massive river."

Solomon matched the mourning tone that Asmo put on, "She was trapped. The water rose as
the sun set, some sort of magic being at work to miracously capture her there."

"She was completely surrounded!" Asmo accentuated, "The only rock that hadn't been
entirely covered was the one she was standing on!"

"Mhm," Solomon confirmed, "It was too late for Sara at this point....she had prayed and
begged. She didn't even care anymore about the Prince. With her ankles cold and her body
shivering she wished that she could make it back home."

"Home was a happy place," Asmo began to explain, "She had a happy mother who always
baked her her favorite treats and snacks, who always listened. She had a father who was a
mechanic, kind to her and always accepting of her wild ideas. She had a younger brother,
Timothy, who was a bit weird at times, but still the best little brother a girl could ask for. She
wished she could return to them."

Solomon shook his head sadly, "These thoughts died and were replaced with panic when she
noticed a figure appearing on the other side of the river. Part of her wanted to gain hope,
belive it was just the Prince, her family or anybody else coming to save her."

Asmo laughed grimly, "Sadly, as the figure approached, she recognized the wizard. How
could she not? He had quite the reputation. He took little girls, like herself, and skined them
alive. He used them for his magic. Rumor had it that sweet young girls held the best hearts
that could be applied to potions and remedies that witches and wizards used to stay young
forever. They took the girls hair and sold it to a wig company as a sign. Another sweet young
girl had lost herself to the wizard, she'd lost her hair."

"Many young girl's hair had turned up in that very wig shop," Solomon detailed, "At the time,
wig shop's bought hair for wigs, instead of using simple donations. Most people in the village
and throughout the forest knew of the wizard. Therefore, it was a mystery as to why the store
always accepted and displayed the newest victims hair."

"Sara nervously grabbed her uniquely colored red locks, twirling them in her nervousness,"
Asmo twirled his own hair as emphasis, "She was going to miss her life, miss her family. She
knew that when she died her bright red hair would obviously belong to only one inhabitant of
their area. How would everyone react? Would they mourn? How long would they mourn?"

Solomon cut in, "These were questions she didn't get the answers to. In a burst of magic the
wizard had teleported her to him. She tried to scream but some sort of silencing spell was cast
on her. Sara looked up slowly at the man that was going to kill her. He had a long white beard
and circular glasses that paired with his devilish smile."

"She panicked but was never heard," Asmo sighed heavily, "Her mother went out into the
village the next morning. She wondered where Sara had gone off to the night before, but
wasn't all too worried. The girl went on many of her own adventures, after all."

"But, her happy thoughts halted as a flash of red hair caught her eye through the wig shop's
display window," Solomon moved his hands wildly as he told his hlf of the story, "She was
terrified. How could this happen to the young girl she cared so much about? Who would be
cruel enough to display the hair of another cruel victim?"

"She went into the shop, enraged at whoever thought it was okay to display her daughter's
remains like this!" Okay, Levi would admit that this was a little intriguing, "As she stepped
into the shop, she froze."

"For at the counter sat a man with a white beard and circular glasses, a man that could only
be the wizard," Solomon finished off.

Levi was honestly amazed at the storytelling capabilities that these what? eleven year olds?
Had. And to be honest, he didn't think that he could do that good!

He clapped as they finished, so did the others. Asmo bowed dramatically and cued Solomon
to do the same, which he did manage to do after an awkward second of confusion. Then they
returned to their sitting spot.

Lucifer smiled, "Wonderful job boys, I was worrying about Sara the whole way through!"

It was a clear lie as the story wasn't very scary or suspenseful, but clearly Lucifer was just
being kind.

Levi sighed, "Okay, no offense or anything, but that wasn't scary in the slightest."

Asmo gasped in offense, though quickly let it go.

"I want a good scary story," He prompted as he looked around, "Does anyone think they can
scare the socks off of me?"

Nobody spoke. It was quiet for a moment. The room was still dark because of Diavolo's
earlier story, but it was still light enough to make out faces.

The biggest source of light came from Lucifer's phone, which he was on for some reason.
But, that gave Levi an idea, "Lucifer! You scare me without any stories! How about you tell
one!"
Lucifer grinned, looking down and shaking his head, "No, no- Okay I'll do it."

He stood up and cracked his knuckles, "For the record, you asked for it."

Lucifer chuckled deviously, "Peggy Ann McKay was a young charming girl. She went for
strolls about her town and greeted all of the townspeople. It was only evening when she went
out for her nightly stroll that day. She went about her normal walk, looking at flowers,
greeting others and just relishing in the peace.

She had walked down a winding street. Shops gleamed brightly with the candles hooked up
inside. Signs were colorfully painted in all shades.

In front of one shop, she stopped as she noticed a beautiful green ball gown. It was prettier
than the the dry red one she had on and matched her beautiful bright emerald eyes.
Reluctantly, she straightened her matching red hat, pushing a lock of her blonde hair behind
her ear, one that fell out of her tight bun.

She sighed, realizing that she didn't have enough money to buy the pretty dress. After all, her
family was not the richest of them all. The royal family denied simple rights and necessities
to commoners like her.

Unfortunately, Peggy had no time to wallow in pity as she heard a small clunking noise from
down the block.

She was extremely confused to what it was and decided to follow it, only to realize she had
no idea what direction the noise had come from.

Peggy's attention span was short and useless, she didn't have time for anything that wasn't
current.

So, she turned to the dress again, theorizing whether or not the color was a perfect match for
her eyes or if she was just making that up.

Then, the noise went again, this time louder.

Peggy jumped to alert, running to the source of the sound.

The noise sounded again and again, leading her down a narrow off-street.

She slowed down as she noticed that the shop's were becoming scarce and the road was
decaying down this area.

Stones were out of place, grass and plants grew through the area, ruining the look completely.

She looked back, wondering if she should return.

The noise happened again.

As Peggy looked up, she saw the source of the sound.

A small doll, less then a foot high, stood in the grass and dirt.

The dolls hairpiece had been removed or ripped off, a shriek sticky substance coating the
scalp. The doll wore no clothes and was broken off at several bits.

Two fingers on the left hand, the entire right, the tip of her left foot and her right ear were all
missing.

Her curiosity got the better of her, and when the doll moved, she followed.

She had no idea how long the walk lasted, but eventually the doll came to a stop right at the
door of an old building.

A young man, no older than twenty-five opened the door, he had piercing red eyes, coarse
black hair and a devilish smile-"

"The young man is you!" Beelzebub realized aloud.

"Yes, indeed," Lucifer chuckled before continuing, "He wore an outfit not unlike that of a
clown. He had facepaint that matched this outfit gracefully.

His smile looked like a glitch, a slow movement unlike any she'd ever seen before.

He opened the door wide, moving his arm up as a gesture for her to come in.

Peggy was a naive girl and she didn't realize the issues with these terms, so she agreed.

She walked inside and the doors slammed shut behind them. The doll had not entered with
them.

The man kept his smile as he led her through the lengthy building.

She smiled, noticing dolls of all different kinds. They all had only one common feature, green
eyes.

They all were so pretty! She loved them and loved that they shared a feature with her! She
continued to follow the man, excitement growing by the second."

"No!" Asmo yelled, "Don't follow him! He's gonna turn you into a doll!"

Lucifer chuckled, "He led her to a basement. The room they entered was tiny. There was a
door in the corner and through the door she heard blood curdling screams.

Her fear increased and she looked up at the grinning man. At his smile she screamed herself
and ran the the door they entered through, but it was locked.

She banged on the door and screamed, 'Let me out! Let me out, please!'

But, no reply came.

The man shook his head. He grabbed her shoulder and dragged her away from the door.
She screamed and twisted wildly in his hold. She tried to bite his hand to get him to let go,
but he didn't even flinch.

He spoke in a deep steady monotone voice, 'You know Peggy, green eyes aren't the only color
I'm after. I love any of the unique colors.'

He took a deep breath, his voice cracked and had an insane edge to it, 'All of the colors!
Pretty....so, so pretty...'"

Levi was creeped out by this voice....Lucifer was already scary and ehhhh....this was kinda
horrifying. Hearing him sound all levels of insane.

Lucifer giggled (Seriously! Lucifer doesn't giggle! This is freaky!) before continuing,
"'Purple is very pretty!'"

He pointedly glanced at the twins who shivered in fear.

"'Most of all, orange. Orange is the best color! Sadly, I never do find anyone with orange
eyes....they aren't very common.'"

Levi curled in on himself, thoroughly creeped out by himself being included in the story.

Lucifer began again, "The man pulled her into the room, shutting the door. Inside were girls
and boys of every race and background. Some she even recognized.

Workers carved away at their screaming forms, shaping them into the tiny, pretty dolls.

In a cage off to the corner, more kids sat and tried to escape. They all seemed sad as she was
added to the pile.

Peggy tried to fight and escape, but to no avail. She was locked in the cage.

The man walked away from her screaming form, ignoring the others as well.

He skipped up the stairs, humming to himself.

He giggled in glee, 'Another green-eyed girl. How pretty she was!'

The man walked to a small stool, sitting atop it, 'I'm gaining more for my collection~'

He walked up to a shelf of the dolls, observing them, 'Still no orange.....they are hard to
find...'

His form slumped sadly, 'Only the nastiest of kids have orange eyes! Oh how those ones
scream! Once I do find one, I'll make sure that I am the sole benefactor!"

Pacing back and forth happily, the man spoke again, 'Once I find a kid like that, I will drag
him down here and carve and carve until I have the....most....perfect...doll....ever!'"
A hand clamped down onto Levi's shoulder and he screamed at the top of his lungs, tumbling
off of the couch.

He panted in fear looking up at the others who, minus Lucifer, all had horrified looks on their
faces.

That is, until Mephisto and Mammon rose up from behind the couch that Levi was sitting on,
laughing their asses off.

Levi turned multiple shades of red as Mammon spoke through wheeze, "You
should've....seen....your....face!"

Mephisto laughed along, high-fiving Mammon.

Lucifer smiled and pulled out his wallet, handing five dollars to the two.

Levi still sat there, terrified.

Simeon clapped and Barbatos followed, saying, "What a delightfully creepy story, Lucifer!"

"Thanks you, Barbatos," Lucifer replied, "Now, isn't it about time for trick-or-treating?"

Levi awkwardly nodded before reluctantly saying, "Yeah, I guess it is."

Raphael helped him get up as Mammon continued to laugh, Mephisto kicked Mammon's leg,
telling him that it 'wasn't that funny', and Simeon worked to calm everyone down in
preparation for the fun.

Trick-or-treating was not his favorite part of Halloween, but it would do.

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Trick-or-treating was Simeon's favorite part of Halloween!

He was a firm believer in the fact that trick-or-treating did not have an age limit, though he
did believe that over twenty was pushing it.... So sadly, he would not be fully participating in
that aspect of the activity.

Though, it was fun in a different way! This year was Luke's first genuine Halloween, and
Simeon loved to share the magic with newer generations.

As long as he still had a costume and a minor, he'd be okay! He loved to see how happy kids
got when they ran around town with their bags, whether they were four or seventeen.

Simeon helped prep everyone accordingly, handing out cute themes bags to each person who
was partaking. All the bags had designs that matched the night, such as spiders, witches,
ghost, pumpkins or bats.

Because Luke was still so young, he held the boys bag for him, holding his hand in the other
as well to help him balance out his newly learned ability to walk.

Out the door the large found family went! Simeon and Lucifer had agreed beforehand that he
would take the younger kids so that they didn't get too overwhelmed by the gigantic swarms
of people when they were still learning how to say the simple 'trick-or-treat'.

Satan in his adorable cat costume walked steadily next to him as Simeon led the two toddlers
down a different road then the rest.

As they walked, Simeon heard the noise of speedwalking behind him and he turned around.

There stood Barbatos who was impressively, not out of breath in the slightest. He smiled
kindly, "I assumed that you'd like some company, no?"

Simeon grinned, trying to suppress a blush, "Ah, yes, I'd love that."

Satan looked up at them, curious as always, "Are you dating?"

Simeon did blush then, "A-ah....um, well...are we?"

Barbatos smirked at the blush coming from the brown-haired man, "I believe that we are. We
have indeed went on dates before."

"Yes, yes we have," Simeon tried to regain his composure.

Satan stared at them for a few moments before he continued to walk and the rest followed
after.

They stepped up to the first house that had both a porch light and an open gate (or lack there
of).

Barbatos smiled and gestured to the door, "Would you like to knock, Satan? You are quite a
pro at trick-or-treating!"

Satan lit up deviously at the compliment and jumped up the steps and knocked quite loudly
with a surprising amount of vigor. He stepped back and waited patiently.

Barbatos crouched down and gave Luke a sweet look, "Once the door opens, all you need to
do is say 'trick-or-treat' and hold out your bag, okay?"

Luke jumped up and down, moving to stand by Satan.

He is wonderful with kids and good looking.... Simeon felt like he was about to explode, as
embarrassing as that was.

The door opened, a sweet looking lady standing behind it. She grabbed a bowl full of candy
and pulled out a handful for the two boys as the both said their 'trick-or-treat's.
Both kids walked back giddily. Luke even held put his bag to show the elders what treats he
got.

Simeon pat Luke's head, grabbing his hand so that they could continue to collect candy.

Satan skipped in front of them, excited at what he'd received. He even began to eat a
butterfingers.

As they passed houses and stopped for candy, Simeon observed the beautiful Halloween
costumes and decorations. Many houses were decorated, some extravagant and some
minimalist. Either way they all looked very cool. Plus, the costumes had the same qualities.
Some were store bought and some it was obvious how many hours of work were put into
them. It was cool to see both sides.

Once the kids' legs got tired and their bags got full Barbatos and Simeon carried them back to
the house.

They were the first to arrive due to the fact that the older kids had much more stamina then
toddlers did.

Simeon opened the door, allowing Barbatos, who held Satan in his arms, through. Barbatos
turned to him and spoke, "I'll take Satan upstairs and tuck him in. I'm sure that it's way past
his bedtime."

Barbatos emphasized the last point by tapping Satan's nose. The boy was sound asleep, cheek
dragged adorably against Barbatos's chest.

Simeon tried to hold in his smile, ultimately failing. He could only imagine how good
Barabtos would be with kids. Potentially more than just Luke. That's a stupid thought. Why's
he thinking about that?

Simeon placed Luke's candy bag by the door and made his way over to the couch. Luke was
curled up asleep against him, head laid on his lap. He looked up at the clock, noticing that it
was 8:42. Lucifer said that they would arrive back at around nine.

Barbatos returned shortly after, sitting beside him, "So, are you okay with the idea of dating?"

He blushed, looking down before returning eye contact, "I think I'd like that."

The teal-haired man had his own blush, "Are we truly dating if we haven't.....kissed yet?"

He looked away anxiously. Barbatos's velvety gloves gently grabbed his chin, turning his
face to look at him.

His heart stopped beating as their faces stayed merely centimeters apart. He could feel the
other's breath hot and heavy on his face. Their lips met passionately in a calm dance. Simeon
couldn't help but smile against Barbatos's lips, their teeth clanking awkwardly because of
this.
Barbatos deepened the kiss. Simeon was beyond happy that he had this opportunity, to the
point that he wasn't too upset when the kiss ended.

They both smiled calmly at eachother in a haze of feelings. Simeon laid his head against
Barbatos, sighing out all of his anxieties.

Barbatos pet his head, running his hands through his hair. Simeon relaxed into this.

Taking care of his brother and nephew were both very stressful jobs, as much as he did love
them. Because of this, it wasn't terribly hard to fall asleep against the man he cared so deeply
about.

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Barbatos stared longingly at Simeon. He was such a kind and beautiful man. He ran his
fingers through his hair, gently pulling out any knots he found in his hair.

He pushed his hair out of the way of his forehead, kissing it. Barabtos rested his head on top
of the other's. He closed his eyes, relaxing greatly in Simeon's presence.

Just when he thought he found peace with the two who laid sleeping, the door opened, the
rest of their bustling family barging in to ruin the moment.

As they entered, most went on with their life's, but a couple were overly concerned with
them.

Mammon and Lucifer stared at them for awhile then continued to do whatever else they were
doing.

A large grin spread across Diavolo's face, one that worried Barbatos a lot. He was practically
vibrating and bouncing.

Raphael had a worried and annoyed look on his face as he approached the two, "What are
you doing!?"

At least he took care and whisper screamed the words.

Barbatos smiled, "Laying with what I now consider to be my boyfriend."

Raphael snarled, not looking all that mad in reality, "Well- uh, don't hurt him or anything!
Y'know it's my responsibility to make sure he is okay."

Barbatos nodded, finding it adorable that Raphael was so overprotective of his older brother.

He shook Simeon lightly, waking him up.

Simeon slowly blinked awake, blushing once he regained enough consciousness, "Oh dear,
it's time to return home now, isn't it."
Raphael crossed his arms and nodded, "Yeah, you and look should be back in your own beds
tonight."

Barbatos chuckled, "I suppose I should be heading back home anyway."

"Ah, yes," Simeon replied.

Simeon picked Luke up and walked over to Lucifer, sharing a few words with him. And after
that he waved his goodbyes and left.

Raphael continued to glare at Barbatos as he sat with Levi, Mephisto and Mammon. He also
noted how at some point Azazel had been picked up by the mother.

He stood with a smirk, returning to Diavolo's side.

Diavolo smiled at him giddily.

Barbatos ignored it, changing the subject, "I apologize for leaving your side. That was
betraying my duty as your protector."

Diavolo, still smiling, chuckled, "It is no issue at all. You have holidays off. You were simply
spending time with your boyfriend."

Barbatos rolled his eyes, "I think it's time I return home."

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Solomon was an absolute pro at the candy trading business.

All of them gathered in the center of the living room, dumping out their bags into little piles.

He began to sort carefully. He took out any messed up candies, ones that were opened or
crushed and set them aside for the garbage. Then he set up his little shop, spreading matching
candies and bars into their own piles in front of him. He put any of his most favorite ones into
his bag, such as Skittles and 3 Musketeers.

Then he threw away the couple of faulty pieces.

Solomon smiled and turned to sit readily at his station.

Almost instantly Beelzebub made his way over to his station, "Do you have any Twizzlers? I
didn't get any."

He lit up at the costumer, "Yes, I have seven. What are you offering in exchange?"

Beel thought for a moment, "How about four Whoppers, two Skittles and a Rolo."

Solomon considered the offer, "Hmmm... pretty good. Do you have any SweeTarts of any
kind instead of the Rolo?"
The redhead nodded, "Yup! That works!"

Beel went to get the candy and handed it them to Solomon. Solomon then placed the Skittles
and SweeTart Chewy into his personal bag. He also placed the Whoppers into his store, just in
case something better comes along.

He continued to get other costumers. Luckily he got a ton of his most favorite candies. He
even walked around to trade at other 'shop's. Part of him felt infinitely more devious
throughout his trades just because of his devil costume that matched Asmo's.

With his stuffed bag he made his way to Asmo's room. The two of them began to set up the
room for their sleepover. They both changed out of their costumes, putting on comfy pajamas
instead.

Asmodeus cheered excitedly, "This is gonna be great!"

He hummed, "Where would you like me to sleep?"

Asmo grabbed his hand and dragged him onto the bed, "With me, of course!"

Solomon blushed but accepted it. Asmo cradled him against himself.

He cuddled against Asmo, the heat rising in his face.

How come Asmo was so cute but oblivious as to what he was doing to him!

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Raphael helped set up a nice huge bed in Mammon's bed room. All four in their group were
going to sleep on the floor and probably pull an all-nighter.

They all laid down their blankets and changing (Which took extra long as they spent what felt
like decades taking out the literal hundreds of bobby pins, that Levi had put into his wig to
keep it in place, out of their half connected to real and half connected to fake hair position)
and once they'd finished they sat in their own spots.

Instead of horror movies, for Mammon's sake, they watched children's Halloween movies
such as Dreamworks Spooky Stories or Garfiled's Halloween Adventure.

When they were halfway through It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown He laid on Levi's
chest to relax. His eyes started to drift.

In the background he heard Mephisto and Mammon sharing whispers that sounded
awfully.....intimate. it was very awkward to hear. It had taken Raphael ages to accept
Mephisto's relationship with his brother due to his overprotective nature and he still wasn't
very fond of their intimate nature.
 He tried to ignore them the best he could either way. Instead he focused on Charlie Brown
constantly getting rocks instead of candy.

As the movie continued he slowly drifted off. The floor bed was surprisingly comfortable.

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Lucifer made sure to check on everyone later into the night.

First he checked on Satan. His son was cutely snuggled up against his pillow, snoring in his
animal pajamas.

After he went to the twins. Both of them were curled up in Beel's bed, breathing softly.

In Asmo's room him and Solomon were cuddled together. He smiled at the sight, happy that
the two cared about each other to that level. Lucifer wishes positive things for their future
relationship.

In Mammon's room four of the boys slept. Raphael was sleeping on his stepbrother's chest,
both completely peaceful. Mammon and his boyfriend were tangled together, faces mere
centimeters from the other. He was infinitely glad that Mammon had found someone that was
good for him. And he was also glad that Levi and Raphael got along so well even after all the
family drama that had previously occurred.

He smiled thinking about all these sights. His family was finally happy.

And as he returned to his room and lay against his boyfriend, he knew that he was too.

Chapter End Notes

I hope you all enjoyed this series. Chapter's fluctuated greatly. Sometimes they
absolutely sucked, and I know that (Yes, I also know that the 'scary stories' were
terrible). But, thanks for sticking around till the end. Especially to those of you who
have been here since the beginning.

Our run time wasn't too long, only about two months. But, it was a good time.

I've loved to read and always appreciated your comments! Thank you so much for
reading this!

I will continued to post other fanfictions, so you can always watch for those.

I also have a Tiktok!: whatisthisacartoon

And for those who are wondering, I'm going as Mammon for Halloween.

I put a lot of effort into this chapter so I hope it was good!

And here's the last one of the series: Goodbye!

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