Idea given to me by my wonderful mutual @katy-the-same-as-tsuki, go check her art out, she's amazing.
You were out in Avisos, Bael having ordered that Naberius, Stolas and Amon show you around the country. Compered to Gehenna's cozy atmosphere, Tartaros' opulence or Hades' beauty, Avisos was a lot louder, more visually stimulating than anything you've seen in hell so far. It was as if every building was begging you to pay attention to it.
The three demons you were with were bickering constantly, for God knows what dump reason. They would try to drag you in different directions since they each wanted to show you their favorite part of the country.
Stolas: "We should visit the bird caffee! You love birds, don't you, Mc?"
Naberius: "You only want to go to the bird caffee because you like it. Mc is clearly an intelectual and is more interested in learning about the culture of Hell. We should go to the National Museum of Avisos."
Amon: "I think we should go to that restaurant that serves his majesty Beelzebub's semen, I'm kind of hungry."
Naberius: "Kind of hungry? You haven't eaten in months! I'm surprised you're still standing."
You were starting to get bored of hearing them constantly arguing, so, after circling the same 5 buildings because none of them were paying attention to where they were going, you decide to speak up.
Mc: "I know where I want to go."
All of them at once: "Where?"
Mc: "The castle. I want to go take a nap in the castle."
Stolas and Naberius looked shocked but Amon cheered.
Amon: "I like the way you think."
Stolas: "But we have so many places to visit"
Amon: "You heard them. To bed we go!"
Amon picks you up and rushes you to the castle. He was surprisingly fast and strong for someone that always complains about being hungry. Naberius and Stolas turn into their animal forms to chase after Amon.
Bael was on the phone trying to stop 5 different financial crisises at once. Someone from Hades died in Avisos while in a shop run by someone from Paradise Lost, but the guy from Paradise Lost wasn't affiliated with Avisos, but he was doing business there so now it's a logistical nightmare as to who is trully resposible for the death. Bael groaned as he hit his head to the table.
Bael: "Bell, when I catch you, Bell-"
He's inturupted by his three headaches nobles exquarting the guest of honor, the child of Solomon themselves. Bael wanted to make a good impression in front of you since you could help him with some of the external conflicts (and totally not because he has a crush on you).
Bael tried to put on his most charming smile in front of you, but everyone in the room just looks at him with shock, disgust and concern.
Naberius: "Bael... are you alright?"
Stolas: "Did you eat what you cooked again?"
Amon: "I think his fake majesty passed away and this is his mummified corpse. I heard some demons do that after death."
Amon was getting ready to open the flash on his phone as a way of simulating the lighting of a candle for a dead one, but Bael whipped the phone out of the younger demon's hand.
Bael: "I am not dead. Ugh, how was your outing together? You got back quite shortly. Has anything caught your interest, Mc?"
You grab Bael by the wrist and drag him from his chair.
Bael: "What do you think you're doing, child of Solomon? I have very important matters to attend to."
Mc: "You need sleep. Think of it this way, if you die of exhaustion, who's going to run the country?"
Bael couldn't argue with your logic even though he wanted to. He just let himself be guided outside the office. The three other nobles followed you to the castle's garden, where you layed with Bael. The three looked at you confused before understanding what your plan was.
Naberius transformed into his Cerberus form and curled up around you and Bael, Stolas nestled on your lap and Amon spooned you from behind while you hugged Bael.
Bael: "This is very sweet of you, but I have a job to do and there's a lot of tension between-"
Bael finally gave in and stopped struggling, giving in to his exhaustion. Hearing his soft snors as he nuzzled to your chest and Naberius' fur almost made you want to record it as a souvenir from Avisos. No shop could sell the serenity you felt right now.
When everyone fell asleep, a sole fly landed on your arm. At least in spirit, all of Avisos was here.
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