Thank you once again to @bearakero for submitting a video of this one for me to transcribe!! I really love videos now because it allows me to take screenshots of the funny/saucy moments.
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LordDiavolo: I would like to read it as w...
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Thanks (or no thanks) to Lucifer’s previous spell, once again, only memories remained of everyone’s dynamic Dame looks.
*fade to RAD Newspaper Club Room*
Mephisto: *nods seriously* Good, you’re here. *hands on hips, expression impatient* Sit down, we have to talk. Ever since Queen Rose’s banquet was announced, interest in Dame culture has exploded both on campus and across town. The entire Devildom has gone mad for Dame-inspired fashion, as I’m sure you’ve noticed.
Mephisto: *shakes head, grimly serious* It’s an unprecedented boom. Which means that we, the Newspaper Club, must do a feature on it. To that end, I was hoping to recruit you to do some of the leg work.
I’d love to help!
Mephisto: *smiles, hmphing in triumph* You exchange students are all so eager to please. Well, that’s not a bad quality to have.
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2. Why me?
Mephisto: *grimaces in distaste* Put simply, you have sway with the brothers. Knowing how they are, it would be much more effective to have you gather any information that needs to come from them.
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Mephisto: *nods to himself* I think the easiest thing to do would be to round up everyone’s opinions on Dame fashion. Plus any advice they might have on becoming one themselves.
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DDSimeon: This will be a good experience.
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Thirteen: *shakes head, pouting in disapproval* Hey, Mephisto! What’s the big idea, calling me out here like this? Because it’d better be important.
Raphael: *scratches head in confusion* Similarly, I see no reason why I was summoned.
Mephisto: *scoffs in exasperation, shaking head* Oh, give it a rest. You’re here because I have business with you, obviously. The Newspaper Club is following the latest on the massive interest in Dame culture. Of course, that means interviewing Queen Rose. I presume you aren’t disinterested in her existence?
Thirteen: *presses finger to her cheek, tilting head thoughtfully* Well, sure. She’s kind of a big deal. Who wouldn’t want to rub elbows with her?
Raphael: *dips head slightly* Hm, she is one of Diavolo’s closer acquaintances. Getting to know his circle of friends might shed some light on his true nature.
Mephisto: *hands on hips, glaring* I don’t care for what you’re insinuating, Raphael.
Raphael: *shakes head* Then stop asking angels for favours.
Mephisto: *exasperated noise of dismissal* In any case... As I’ve already discussed with Chise, interviews will be conducted in full Dame regalia. Which should be a fulfilling experience in and of itself.
Thirteen: *perks up with an excited smile* Ooh, I’ve been wanting to try my hand at a Dame look! Chise, you’re going to be helping out with this, too?
Sure am!
Thirteen: *beams enthusiastically* Cool, I guess that means I’m in.
Raphael: *hum of assent* I heard that Lucifer has participated in these sorts of activities as well, so I’m mildly intrigued by them. I’ll join in, too.
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2. I can’t wait to do all of your makeup!
Thirteen: *giggles brightly* And I’ll make you look just as lovely!
Raphael: *blandly as usual* I suppose if I learnt the techniques, I could recreate them myself.
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Angeluke: Is this really necessary?
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*Majolish*
Thirteen: So, Mephisto. You’re hell-bent on doing this Dame thing, but... *frowns disapprovingly, scolding* ...you’re not fired up about any of it! Not the makeup, not the outfits, nothing!
Mephisto: *tilts head with a noise of confusion* All I want is an understanding of the subject matter. You’re all here to help me with the logistics.
Thirteen: *smirks confidently* Whatever! Chise’s going to model for your benefit, so you’d better learn! But first, we’ve got to comb through these potential outfits and pick the perfect one... Hold this, would you?
*camera shake*
Mephisto: *wide-eyed disbelief* Is that absolutely necessary?
Raphael: *squints* There’s more than thirty of them.
Mephisto: *shakes head in exasperation* Just grab one and be done with it! It doesn’t matter which!
Thirteen: *glares stubbornly* You REALLY don’t get it, do you? Chise, go on and spell it out for these blockheads!
It has to match the makeup.
Thirteen: *scornfully* Exactly! And it’s not just that! Dame fashion is all about head-to-toe styling! *exasperated* There’s no way you’d get a feel for it from one dress.
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2. Accessorizing is just as important.
Raphael: You mean that things like shoes and jewelry are also important elements?
Mephisto: *hums thoughtfully* True, they can change an outfit’s entire look.
Thirteen: *nods* Ooh, full points to Mephisto. The basics of fashion apply just as much to Dame looks!
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Thirteen: *giggles in excitement, smiling wide* Okay, Chise! Have a seat! I did a ton of research for this, so I’m going to make you look exceptionally exquisite!
Raphael: *scratches head in utter confusion, expression thoroughly perplexed and lost* Hm, so this is what you use to apply makeup... And this really is no small number of dresses...
Mephisto: *smiles* Chise is to undergo a transformation, then? That wouldn’t be a bad article, in and of itself.
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ButlerBarb: I shall be counting on an ex...
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Thirteen: Okay, we’re done! *giggles, eyes crinkle in proud delight* Feast your eyes on this! Chise’s finished Dame look!
Mephisto: *eyes widen in shock* …!
Raphael: *eyes similarly widen in shock* So, that’s... Chise as a Dame...
Raphael: …
*both of them stand beside one another in silence for a moment, just staring at MC*
What, no comments?
Mephisto: *averts eyes* Ah…
Raphael: *also averts eyes* Er…
Thirteen: *true and total exasperation, scoffing in disappointment with them both* Geez, you’re just acting like a pair of bug-eyed, slack-jawed idiots!
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Why aren’t you guys saying anything?
Mephisto: *shoots Raphael a demanding glare* Raphael, you field this one.
Raphael: *pouty discomfort* Shouldn’t you? You’re the more eloquent one.
Thirteen: *complete exasperation, shaking head in admonishment* Okay, then I’ll say what you two tongue-tied dolts can’t.
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Thirteen: *smiles prettily, meeting eyes with confidence* Basically, you’re too beautiful for words. Which I totally get. I’m pretty enchanted by you, too.
Thirteen: *giggles in delight, happy sparkles* You nailed the look, Chise! I wish we could go parade you around the Devildom, or something.
Mephisto: *finally smiles again, relaxed* Perhaps the front page of the newspaper would be a decent equivalent. *expression falls into a weirded-out grimace* ...More importantly, Raphael. What is that awful mess on your face?
Raphael: *touches chin with a mild noise of confusion* I don’t think it’s all that bad.
Thirteen: *grimaces, humming awkwardly* Uh, well...it’s something...? You, um, put in a pretty good effort for a newbie.
Raphael: *meets eyes with a confused little frown* Chise, what do you think?
You tried really hard!
Thirteen: *smiles sweetly* See? Chise agrees with me.
Mephisto: *heaves a sigh* Hmph. It would have been better to tell him the truth.
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Let’s just...tidy that up for you.
Raphael: *frowns in confusion* What, this isn’t good enough?
Mephisto: *heaves a sigh* If we used that look in the article, our readers would all run for the hills.
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Mephisto: *frowns thoughtfully* …
Thirteen: *tilts head* What’s up?
Mephisto: Oh, I was just thinking how caught up everyone is in other demons’ Dame looks. Practically every form of media is reporting on the fad, in one way or another. And I refuse to get lost in the shuffle. So, we need to take a different approach.
Mephisto: *smirks confidently* In short, what the RAD Newspaper has to feature are the exchange students’ Dame styles!
Thirteen: *exasperated disapproval* You just want to show off how good Chise looks, don’t you?
Raphael: *small little smile, inclining head sincerely* It’s your turn next, Mephistopheles.
Thirteen: *perks up with a giggle* Ooh, Chise’s already got a makeup brush in both hands. You’re just raring to go, huh?
Mephisto: *eyes widen with a noise of protest, expression aghast* Why should I have to put on a full face?!
Raphael: *still smiling sweetly, containing amusement* It’s for the good of your Dame research.
I want to see you looking your Dame-iest ♡
Mephisto: *slumps in pouty defeat* Tch…!
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It’s important to experience these sorts of things for yourself.
Raphael: I’ve heard that true reporters are the ones that put their own bodies on the line.
Mephisto: ...Fine, I can’t argue with that!
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Thirteen: *giggles happily* So, are you ready or what?
Mephisto: *shakes head with a heavy sigh* ...It seems I have no choice. Fine! Do whatever you want!
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Text chat: A Bold New Trend in the Celestial Realm?! (from Raph)
Mephisto: *defeated sigh* ...What shall I do? I don’t want to risk showing up with the same thing as someone else. Perhaps I should go to a rare goods store instead... No, I could embarrass myself by bringing something too strange. Hmm…
What seems to be the trouble?
Mephisto: *startles* !! …*scowls, shaking head* Chise, don’t scare me like that. Make your presence known for goodness’ sake. It’s nothing. I’m only thinking about something.
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2. Shopping?
Mephisto: *alarmed*…! *exasperated* Chise...don’t surprise me like that. I thought that you were a member of a noble family. Yes, as you can see, I’m shopping. Although, it isn’t going quite as well as I’d hoped.
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Mephisto: I’m not shopping for just any old reason. There is going to be a large gathering of the Devildom’s noble families. The main event of this party is the gift exchange. It’s more like a competition to see who can bring the most unique or rare item, but also a chance to prove your own family’s worth.
Mephisto: This year, I’ve been selected to represent my family and choose a gift. *sighs* But nearly everything has been done before… I want to surprise everyone with something they’ve never seen before. *narrows eyes* And I seem to have someone who is a master of surprising others right in front of my eyes. *smug smile* Chise, you shall help me find a gift.
Why don’t you ask me properly for once?
Mephisto: *frowns, lips pinch together* Hm...mmm… …*relents, sighing defeat* I could really use your help. Please?
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2. Of course I’ll help!
Mephisto: *smiles, nods* Good answer. I’m expecting great things from you.
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ButlerBarb: That’s a good idea.
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*Devildom town backstreets*
Thirteen: *groans, pouting* Ugh, I’ve had enough of running back and forth… I’ve only got two legs. Give me a break. *raises brows in surprise* Oh, Chise. I wasn’t expecting to see you here.
Thirteen: *pouts again* I’m chasing after some souls of the departed right now. There’s been a lot of lost souls floating around lately. It’d be nice if I had some help. Maybe someone to comfort and lead them to me, like a guide. *sighs* But there’s no way I’ll find something that convenient…
Why don’t you have the phantom butterflies help you?
Thirteen: The phantom butterflies...? *frowns, thoughtful nod* I suppose the souls wouldn’t be afraid of them, would they...
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2. How about using the sparkling light from the butterfly dust?
Thirteen: *eyes widen, intrigued* You mean the dust from the phantom butterflies? *smiles* The sparkling dust does seem like it would make a good path for the souls to follow.
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Thirteen: *grins, giggles* Good thinking, Chise. You’ve given me an idea. Let’s go talk with the phantom butterflies now.
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Lucifer: You found the perfect guide.
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*Phantom Butterfly forest, field of flowers*
Thirteen: Now that we’re here, I feel like sitting down and having a picnic, don’t you? *grins, giggly laugh* I always carry my “Picnic-In-A-Powder Compact” with me for times like these. I think those phantom butterflies will come out of hiding once they see how much we’re enjoying our picnic together. We’ll take a quick break here.
Thirteen: Picnic-In-A-Powder Compact, activate!
Thirteen: *shifts closer, smiling* Come sit on the picnic blanket, Chise. There are sandwiches and hellfire rose tea. Here, this is your lunch.
What sort of trap have you set up this time?
Thirteen: *smirks teasingly, presses finger to jaw* Hmm, whatever do you mean? Open it up and see. There might be nothing at all.
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2. I can’t wait to see what’s inside ♪
Thirteen: *grins* A lunch box like that definitely has something inside that will blow you away.
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*camera shake, chirpy noise*
Thirteen: *big grin, happy sparkles* Hehe, say hello to my “Special Strawberry Om-Nom-Nom Sandwich”! Although it might look hungry, don’t worry. It won’t bite. It’s a fruit sandwich made with purgatory strawberries. Try it, it’s delicious.
Thirteen: Hm? *tilts head, looking to the side* The phantom butterflies are coming this way. I guess they heard us laughing. What great timing. I’ll go see if I can negotiate with them.
*time skip*
Thirteen: …*nods* Glad to hear that you’ll be getting something out of our deal as well. From now on, if you see a lost soul, I’m counting on you to show them the way.
Thirteen: *grins happily, giggling* Thanks, Chise, I’ve found the perfect guides to help me collect souls of the departed. This doesn’t make me indebted to you or anything, but let me do something for you as thanks. Is there anything specific you want?
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LordDiavolo: It suits your noble spirit.
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Thirteen: *cheerful smile* If it’s something I can get my hands on, then it’s yours.
I want a purgatory moon lamp.
Thirteen: *eyes widen, completely taken aback* And where did you hear about that? There aren’t that many reapers who know about it... Still full of surprises, I see.
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2. I want something that can only be made from the ore found in the Reaper’s cave.
Thirteen: *eyes widen, completely taken aback* You mean the purgatory moon lamp? I’m surprised that you’ve heard of such a thing. *shakes head fondly, giggling* I shouldn’t underestimate you, Chise.
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Thirteen: The purgatory moon lamp is very valuable. I didn’t think that you had an interest in such things… *fond smile* Let me guess, it isn’t for you, is it? You’ve always liked doing favors for others. *expression softens* That’s the very reason why I have to keep my eye on you. All right, you’ll have your purgatory moon lamp. *sternly* Just make sure you get what’s owed to you in return, got it?
Thirteen: *sweet, cheerful smile* I’ll give you this too. It’s a bracelet from the phantom butterflies. They gave me two as a token of our agreement. You can have one. *giggles, grinning, happy sparkles* Hehe, now we match.
*time skip*
*fade to Newspaper Club lounge*
Mephisto: *stares, shocked* The purgatory moon lamp...! How did you manage to obtain something like this…? *pleased smile* This will surely attract everyone’s attention at the party. I will bring my family name the attention it deserves. I was right to ask you for… …*clears throat, grimacing* I mean, good job. You’ve outdone my expectations. I’m very grateful.
Mephisto: *confident smile* I’m not one to take without giving something back. You are invited to join me at the upcoming party. *chuckles* Not just anyone can show up at a party for the noble families of the Devildom, you know? *quirks brow* Oh, and I can’t have you tarnishing my name by showing up like that. You’ll need dance lessons so that you don’t embarrass me.
I’ve danced with Diavolo before.
Mephisto: *doubtful frown* Ergh...while that may be so, it’s likely due to the fact that Lord Diavolo is very skilled at leading.
*camera shake, Mephisto stepped closer to take hand in dance*
*brief time skip*
Mephisto: ...Your steps are not terrible. You seem to know what you are doing after all.
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2. I didn’t realize you were so good at dancing!
Mephisto: *wide smile, hearty chuckle* As is expected of the son of a noble. We learn how to dance as soon as we take our first steps. *confident smirk* After my lessons, you’ll be able to dance with your head held high.
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Mephisto: ...To be honest, I was preparing myself for the worst at the party. I’m sure I wouldn’t have been able to go through with it. *looks aside slightly, introspective, uncertain* I realize now that it’s important to know when to rely on somebody...and to treasure those who…
Mephisto: ...*clears throat, returns eye contact, shaking head* Oh, never mind. I was simply talking to myself. *relenting smile, confidence returns* I’ll be sure that you enjoy your time at the party as well. You can look forward to it, Chise.
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Text chat: Mephisto's Thanks (from Mephistopheles)
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Mephisto: Everyone was talking about the purgatory moon lamp during the gift exchange at the party
Mephisto: It gathered so much attention, I’ve never been at the center of such jealousy before.
Mephisto: How wonderful it feels to be put in the spotlight.
Mephisto: I’m sure that news about the party has reached Lord Diavolo by now.
Mephisto: I’d once again like to thank you.
Mephisto: I invited you to the party as thanks for finding a suitable gift for the exchange.
Mephisto: But I have yet to properly thank you for the praise that I received after bringing such an outstanding gift.
Mephisto: I’ll take you out for a special dinner as a token of my thanks.
I want to go to a high-class restaurant!
Mephisto: Do you remember who you are speaking to?
Mephisto: Anything less than the quality of Ristorante Six would be unsatisfactory.
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2. How about we eat together at the House of Lamentation?
Mephisto: If that is what you would prefer.
Mephisto: I suppose I can grant you your wish.
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Mephisto: There is no need to rush. Take your time to think about what you would like to eat.
Mephisto: Having time to look forward to our plans isn’t so bad.
Thank you again to @bearakero for providing a video for me to transcribe from! And here we have another impish Barbatos moment at the end with dialuci teasing.
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Sacrifice of Darkness Pop Quiz context:
Everyone, including MC, has contracted Dark Delusions syndrome, a sickness that makes you act and speak like an edgy chūnibyō character! This DG takes place after they’ve figured all that out.
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LordDiavolo: Another one bites the dust...
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*RAD classroom*
Lucifer: *nods, business-serious* There, that should be it for this report. I’ll submit it shortly.
Barbatos: *smiles wide, appreciatively pleased* Thank you very much. And Chise, your assistance was most appreciated.
*DOOR SLAMS OPEN*
Thirteen: *bursts into the room, expression intense* Chise! I’ve been looking all over for you!
Lucifer: *crosses arms with a sigh* What’s all this fuss about?
Thirteen: *jumps in surprise, eyes widening* Ugh, you’re here, too?
What’s up?
Thirteen: So much. Like, you wouldn’t even believe. *stubborn frown* And that’s why you’ve got to come with me!
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2. Is something wrong?
Thirteen: *grimaces* Mhm. Like, full-on emergency wrong. And that’s why you—and ONLY you—have to come with me!
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Thirteen: *shakes head with a desperate whine* C’mon! If you don’t hurry up, I... ...*blurts in a yell* I shall be forced to exhibit symptoms of a most ruinously calamitous disease!
Thirteen: *wide-eyed horror* Not again...
Lucifer: Ah. The Dark Delusions, then?
Barbatos: *rests chin on knuckles in intrigued surprise* Thirteen, you were infected as well? *grimaces, looking down thoughtfully* That’s odd. I had heard that the majority of those who had contracted the disease have already made a full recovery.
Thirteen: *outraged panic* And I heard that it would clear up on its own, but it hasn’t gotten the least bit better! *embarrassed sulk* I came to ask about a cure, since I know that Chise wouldn’t go blab about it to everyone... *sighs, pouting* But, with you two here? Fat chance of that happening. Ugh, just kill me now.
I’m so glad that you came to me for help!
Thirteen: *shakes head grumpily* Well, you won that honour by process of elimination. *noise of frustration* I’d usually take care of this kind of thing on my own, but this disease is driving me up the wall.
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2. Don’t worry, they’re good at keeping secrets.
Barbatos: *expression softens in understanding* Oh, yes. We wouldn’t dream of spreading such idle gossip.
Lucifer: More to the point, we wouldn’t gain anything from it.
Thirteen: *perks up in relief* Oh, yeah? I guess I can live with that.
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Thirteen: So, you all caught it, right? But, you got better. Could you help me kick this thing?
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Mammoney: Yo, I hate this delusion stuff!
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Barbatos: *expression kindly, eyes and smile soft with understanding* Well, then. Let’s set about trying to cure you of the Dark Delusions more quickly. *touches chin thoughtfully* Quite simply, we shall have you speak and act in a manner befitting of the genre.
Barbatos: *smiles* We have learnt that any attempts to suppress the disease tend to make the symptoms worse, so please do not hold back.
Thirteen: *spluttering indignation* Huh?! You’ve GOT to be kidding me!
That’s honestly how it works.
Thirteen: *shakes head, dismayed* But, spouting all that cringy stuff is exactly what I DON’T want to do!
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2. Yeah, it sucks.
Thirteen: *pouts unhappily* It sucks so bad! So, do you have any other options?
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Lucifer: *shakes head* Rather unfortunately, that has proven to be the most effective method.
Barbatos: *grimaces sympathetically, concerned* I might also add that you have been suffering the effects of the disease for an unusually long period of time. *sighs* If you do not take action, I fear this may persist through to the end of your days.
Thirteen: *noise of frustrated horror* All right, fine! I get it! If that’s what it’s going to take, then I’ll just have to suck it up!
Barbatos: *smiles* In that case, why not start by introducing yourself in an overly dramatic fashion?
Thirteen: *frowns in concentration* I...am the one they call Thirteen. I hail from...the shadowy depths of the silent... Uuuuugh...
Stick with it, Thirteen!
Thirteen: *shakes head* I’m trying, I swear! *whines in frustration* But, this stuff is just so lame! It’s like, the complete opposite of my aesthetic!
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2. Don’t fight it!
Lucifer: *grimaces, brows drawn* Well, I can respect the desire to.
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Lucifer: *sighs, shaking head* Hm. It seems that we have a long way to go.
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Beelzeburger: What a cool way to introd...
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Thirteen: Hey, why don’t you guys give me some examples? I think I’d feel a lot better about letting go if it wasn’t just me, you know? *frowns, petulant* I mean, it’s not fair that I’m the only one who has to make an embarrassment of herself!
Lucifer: *exasperated* Weren’t we only supposed to be here for moral support?
Let’s show her how it’s done!
Barbatos: *nods kindly* Agreed. We must offer nothing less than our fullest support.
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2. Yeah, that would be really embarrassing.
Thirteen: *pouts* Good, so you do get it.
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Lucifer: *sighs unhappily, shaking head in defeat* Well, if we must. I’ll go first, then... *smiles smugly, arms crossed* I am Lucifer. Of the seven rulers of the Devildom, I am the most highly ranked.
Barbatos: *chuckles in amusement* My name is Barbatos. However, you may know me best as the black butler of the Crown Prince of the Devildom.
While I, the mighty exchange student, have all seven so-called “rulers” under my thumb!
Lucifer: *huffs in amusement, quirking a fond smile* Hmph. Finally bold enough to state that aloud, are we? That leaves you, Thirteen.
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2. ...Yep, just like that! Go ahead, Thirteen!
Thirteen: *scowls in protest* Hey! You’ve got to do one, too! Fine, whatever. If it’s my turn, then it’s my time to shine!
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Thirteen: *straightens with a confident grin* I am the one they call Thirteen. Hailing from the shadowy depths of the silent realm, I am a sinister reaper of souls!
Lucifer: *noise of inquiry* Well? Did that help?
Thirteen: *frowns, blurting again* The malicious curse that has taken root in my body yet refuses to budge!
Barbatos: *sighs, grimacing* It would appear not.
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DDSimeon: It's like they were ready for it.
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Thirteen: *scoff of frustration, shaking head* We’ve tried all kinds of things, but nothing’s working!
Lucifer: *hums in concern, grimacing with an unnecessary amount of pity* It could be that reapers don’t recover from the Dark Delusions as quickly.
That’s definitely a possibility!
Lucifer: *nods* After all, you’re the first one to ever catch the disease. The drawn out symptoms may simply be due to your physical makeup as a reaper.
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2. There’s got to be something left to try!
Thirteen: *perplexed* You really will go all out for other people, huh? *giggles, smiling appreciatively* You big weirdo. But, I really appreciate it.
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Barbatos: *inclines head thoughtfully* Should we perhaps try a more continuous exchange?
Lucifer: Ah, so a proper dialogue instead of more isolated lines? True, we’ve yet to try that. It may well make all the difference.
Thirteen: *hums doubtfully, finger pressed to cheek with a grimace* Sure, but I don’t get regular flashes of inspiration from the disease. And it’s not like I can come up with this cringy stuff on the fly. How am I supposed to keep up a conversation?
Barbatos: *nod of encouragement, expression soft* What if we had a script to go by?
Lucifer: *intrigued* Now there’s an idea. Then you could simply focus on delivering your lines. A rather unfortunate side-effect of this disease is that I have heard far more of this absurdity than I cared to. It shouldn’t take long to draft a short scene. *nods* Right, let’s get started immediately.
*time skip*
Barbatos: *thoughtful, relaxed* ...This next line here, do you think it might benefit from some slight alteration?
Lucifer: *hums in consideration, tilting head* Hm, perhaps adding an attack name would suffice. The cadence is already rather poetic, so that would add a certain distinction to it.
Barbatos: Indeed it might. *turns attention with a smile, dipping head in acknowledgment* Chise, what are your thoughts on the matter?
I think we should tweak the wording.
Barbatos: *eyes soft, appreciative little smile* Yes, I think a few small changes would truly bring out its inherent showmanship. In which case, let’s try... “Resist the swirling vortex of shadow and make for the Wailing Gate!”
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2. Let’s add an attack name!
Lucifer: *smiles confidently* Agreed. That would give it the impact it needs. Hm... “Gate of Darkness” might make for a fitting final strike.
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*another time skip*
Barbatos: There, our script is complete.
Thirteen: ...I guess that means I’m up. Don’t worry, I promise I’ll do your creation justice.
Thirteen: *eyes widen in realization* ...Hold the phone. I’ve gone this whole time without saying anything even remotely lame! *gasps with a jump of delight, happy sparkles* Doesn’t that mean I’m cured?!
Barbatos: *raises brows with a noise of sincere surprise* Goodness. It appears we did not need the script after all.
Lucifer: *heaves a deep sigh* ...Apparently not.
That’s great news!
Thirteen: *laughs in sheer, triumphant delight, beaming happily* And I owe it all to you guys!
(She so cute!)
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2. Let’s act it out anyways!
Thirteen: *scowls darkly* Heck no! You couldn’t pay me to!
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Lucifer: *casually* Well, then. I suppose we can consign this creation to the trash where it belongs.
Barbatos: *quirks an amused smile, inclining head* Ah, I wonder if I might be able to have it? The Young Master has been quite taken by the genre, as of late. *smiles cheerfully, eyes crinkling* I’m certain this script would amuse him to no end.
Lucifer: *immediately crosses arms to hide self-consciousness, looking down with incoming worry* I don’t mind if you let him read it, but under no circumstances are you to let him know that I had ANY part in its creation.
Barbatos: *dips head with a small little smile, pointedly making no promises* Goodness, that is a shame.
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Text chat: A Finely Crafted Script (from The Fantastic Three(3))
Raphael: *tilts head at approach, expression impassive* …Chise, are you only just getting here now?
Mephisto: *hands on hips* Showing up right at the start of the event is a bold move, to say the least. Did you even hear the rules?
…No.
Mephisto: *huffs scornfully* Honestly, just what were you dawdling around for?
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2. Eh, I was just going to wing it.
Raphael: *shakes head in deep exasperation, truly confused as to why Simeon and Lucifer simp after MC so hard* That’s the surest way to kill any form of efficiency.
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Mephisto: *haughtily crosses arms* Hmph. Clearly, I’ll have to do you the favour of explaining how things are meant to work. *straightens, puffs out chest* As the event name “Aerial Egg Hunt” suggests, we’ll be playing a game where the aim is to snatch flying eggs from the sky.
Mephisto: The field is limited to the RAD campus, and while victory will be decided based on the number of points accumulated, what matters most isn’t the egg, but the card inside it.
Raphael: *nods* Cards with an image of a chick are worth one point, and cards with a carrot are worth ten. The team with the most points at the end gets a prize.
Mephisto: And since teams can have up to three people, you may join ours. *crosses arms, regarding dubiously* You might have been slow to start, but that doesn’t mean that you couldn’t still be a competitor.
*both Raphael and Mephisto’s eyes widen*
Raphael: Hold that thought. An egg’s coming this way. It has a...hell rose pattern, I believe. And the one leaping about over there has a drawing of a flame salamander on it.
Mephisto: *perks up with a smirk* Heh. Perfect timing. We’ll snatch them up at once. Come on, Chise.
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AsmoBaby: The heart eggs are so cute!
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Mephisto: *shakes head with a frown* Hmph. Well, that was an extraordinarily easy catch. I thought this would be more of a challenge.
Raphael: *nod* There’s certainly nothing wrong with keeping things simple. But, let’s see what it holds first.
Raphael: *raises brows in surprise* ...Hm? There’s no seam.
Mephisto: *hums thoughtfully* Let me see. Throwing it to the ground ought to do the job.
*camera shake*
Mephisto: *shakes head grimly* It didn’t break...
Raphael: *scratches head, grimacing worriedly* That reminds me. When they explained the rules, didn’t they say that clues would be hidden around campus as well?
Mephisto: Ah, I was wondering what we’d need hints for. But, that would make sense. So, what we’re really looking for is something to crack these eggs.
I get the feeling that it’s not around here, though.
Mephisto: *nods in agreement* Not likely. We’ll have to move. With RAD being as spacious as it is, though, we ought to each pick an area to scour.
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2. Should we split up and search?
Raphael: *nods* I think that would be a good idea.
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Raphael: *touches chin thoughtfully* I’m sure it goes without saying, but try to grab any eggs you see along the way, too. We’ll meet back up in the rear garden in thirty minutes.
*fade to RAD stairwell*
*flash of sparkly white light, magical glittery noises*
Thirteen: *giggles, wiggling hips in delight* Hehe. Fly, my pretties! Go give everyone a run for their money!
Thirteen: *smiles cheerfully in greeting* Oh, Chise! Judging by your basket, you’re joining the whole egg hunt thing, huh?
Thirteen: Who, me? *shakes head with a smile* Nah, I’m sitting this one out. Buuuuut, to make things a little more interesting, I’ve thrown some fake ones into the mix.
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Angeluke: Those were some cute eggs.
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Thirteen: *cheerfully* Pro tip—the hallways only have fake eggs, so don’t even bother with them.
Are you sure you should be telling me that?
Thirteen: *wiggles coyly* Well, that does take some of the fun out of it, but...you’re a special case.
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2. Thanks, that was nice of you.
Thirteen: *beams with a giggle, dipping head coyly, heart sparkles* Hehe, you think so? Well, I know how seriously you’re taking this, so I don’t want you to waste too much time.
*"let me in" gate meme* LET ME FLIRT. LET ME FLIIIIIIRT.
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Thirteen: Hm? You’re looking for eggs and something else?
Yeah, a way to open them.
Thirteen: *giggles, eye-crinkling smile* Figures that you’d have realized there was a trick to it, Chise.
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2. Yep. Have you seen any clues around here?
Thirteen: *giggles, straightening proudly* Heh. You’ve come to the right reaper, Chise.
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Thirteen: I did stumble across a hint. It said “use matching magic.” So, like, that one you’re holding has a raindrop on it, which probably means...
*flash of white, water splashing noises*
Thirteen: *grinning with a delight giggle, happy sparkles* Yep, that was it! A nice, clean break. Hey, and it’s got a carrot card inside! Sweet, that’s a whole ten points.
Thirteen: *pouts, sighs regretfully* Well, as fun as it’s been, I’ve got places to be, and fake eggs to throw around. *smiles* Good luck, Chise! I’ll be rooting for you.
*fade to open flower field*
Mephisto: *growls pissily, scowling* Tch! What is with these fake eggs? They’re crowding around me!
Mephisto: *frowning severely* …Chise! Perfect timing. I require your aid!
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monSOLO: Could it be a souvenir?
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Mephisto: *hands on hips* These fake eggs are getting in my way. Can’t you do something about that?
Use magic.
*flash of white, electric zappies*
Mephisto: *smiles, impressednHm, nicely done. You managed to disperse the fake ones only.
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2. Call them over to you.
Mephisto: *frowns, shaking head*I doubt they’ll go quite so willingly...
Mephisto: *eyes widen in disbelief* Well, I’ll be. They rushed right on over. That might be one way to separate the fakes from the other eggs, actually.
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Mephisto: *shakes head with a hum of concern* Thanks to Chise, we’ve managed to find a decent number of real eggs, but perhaps this still isn’t enough. *sighs tiredly, brows drawn* If those forgeries didn’t exist, then we wouldn’t have had to stop and check every single one.
Raphael: *straight-faced* What if I added these to the pile?
Mephisto: *wide-eyed gasp* Raphael! Are those all event eggs?!
Raphael: *nods* Yes. I found a classroom that hadn’t been infiltrated yet, so I scoured it from top to bottom.
This should be plenty, right?
Mephisto: *nods, smiles sincerely* Indeed. Now we simply need to open them.
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2. That’s amazing!
Raphael: *shakes head, blank as usual* While I appreciate the praise, it was just a stroke of good luck.
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Raphael: Now the problem is getting them open. What sort of hints did we end up finding, all together?
Mephisto: *frowns in thoughtful consideration* “Unravel the riddle,” “try heating things up,” and “use matching magic.” ...*shakes head with a grimace* Hmm. None of them seem to match.
Raphael: *tilts head thoughtfully* Chise, you’ve already tried the one that mentions magic, right? Then, if the ones with water drops open with an appropriate spell... We should have Chise cast something on the ones with flame and wind designs on them, too.
Mephisto: *straightens up seriously* I’ll work on the ones with puzzles on them.
Raphael: *touches chin thoughtfully* Which leaves… *eyes widen in realization*
Mephisto: *serious* You won’t mind warming up the ones with pictures of chicks on them, would you, Raphael?
Raphael: *narrows eyes* …
Raphael: *slumps in absolute defeat* …Fine, if I must.
(The face of a man humbled)
If you get stuck on any of the puzzles, just let us know.
Mephisto: *smiles proudly, but eyes are soft* Hmph! There’s no riddle I can’t solve.
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2. Fire magic might work on the chick ones, too?
Raphael: *shakes head* I appreciate the offer, but I think that might be too much, too fast. I’ll use my own body heat for now. If that doesn’t work, then we’ll discuss other options.
(Pictured above: Mommy Raphael)
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Mephisto: *nods confidently* Right, let’s get to it.
*time skip*
*fade to RAD courtyard*
Raphael: *hums nervously* Hm, they’re about to announce the results of the egg hunt. And the winning team is...
*flash of white*
*confetti falls on the screen*
*Mephisto and Raphael’s eyes widen*
Mephisto: *gasp of disbelief* It’s us!
Raphael: *inclines head, eyes still wide in his shock* It’s nice to have our hard work be rewarded.
Mephisto: *beams proudly, straightening with sheer confidence* Hmph. As if there was any doubt.
Raphael: *grimaces* I don’t know, we did come down to the wire with the eggs with the chicks on them. *nods* Though, between Chise’s fire magic, and your jacket, Mephistopheles, we managed.
Mephisto: *smiles cheerfully with a nod* Mm, it was truly a team effort.
Mephisto: *raises brows* ...Ah, we’re being called up to receive our reward. *smiles genuinely, tilting his head towards companions in acknowledgment* Come along, you two. We’d better not keep everyone waiting.
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Text chat: Diavolo's Dinner Party (from The Fantastic Three(3))
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Unearned (someone who has this gimme it I love the fantastic three chat so MUCH)
Asmo: *thoughtful* So, that stained glass flower sure caused a whole big kerfuffle, but... *smiles cheerfully* I think I might’ve been the least bothered by it? Like, it didn’t really have much to offer, in my opinion.
Asmo: *shrugs, shaking head* I mean, my so-called best life was just being in a world where everyone acknowledged my beauty, and I’m already nailing that! If I need anything else in my perfect universe, I’ll manifest it myself!
Asmo: *smiles excitedly* I mean, I’m going to be on the covers of a bunch of upcoming fashion magazines. Doesn’t that mean I’ve basically charmed the pants off the whole Devildom?
That’s because you put in the work.
Asmo: *enthusiastic noise of agreement, happy sparkles* Mhm, beauty isn’t built in a day. *shakes head, cheerful* Which is fine! Whenever I’m working on polishing my figure, I remind myself that I can only go up from here.
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2. You look so cool when you’re striving for something!
Asmo: *laughs in delight, happy sparkles* I love being called “adorable” and “beautiful,” but there’s something nice about “cool,” too ♪ I’ll have to show you even more of my chic side.
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Asmo: *cheerful, musical hum* But, my ideals are suuuuuper high! There’s plenty left that I want to try doing, and tons more dreams that I want to have come true! And right at the top of that list is doing more fun things with you, Chise!
Asmo: *happy sparkles* So, if there’s anything special that you want to do together, just say the word ♡
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Angeluke: Fireworks are starting.
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*Devildom Night Town*
Thirteen: Oh, Chise. *eyes light up, smiling eagerly* Great timing. Do you want to—
*camera shake*
Thirteen: *wide-eyed* Whoa!
I’ve got you!
*fwump*
Thirteen: *being held* ...Thanks for catching me, Chise. I totally missed the step there. *sighs regretfully, shaking head with a pout* Maaaaan, that sent my Flashy McFireworks flying, too.
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2. Come wind, keep them standing!
*sparkly noise, flash of white*
*loud WHOOSH of air*
Thirteen: *smiles, impressed* Nice, that was a quick bit of magic. *presses finger to cheek with a pout* Ugh, of all the times to find the one cobblestone that’s sticking out. *sighs regretfully* Thanks for the save, but that sent my Flashy McFireworks flying.
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*POOF!* *flash of white*
Thirteen: *presses finger to chin, looking down at the ground with a sigh of disappointment* Now there’s a whole bouquet’s worth of fireworks in full bloom...on the ground. That was going to be a present for you, too. *meets eyes again with a smile* Oh well. You’re here now, and that means that we can go shopping together.
For trap-related supplies?
Thirteen: You betcha! ...Is what I’d like to say, but not today.
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2. Ugh, again?
Thirteen: *scowls indignantly* What, you’ve got a problem with that? You’re the one who takes ages to pick anything! *hums sadly with a pout* Besides, I’d invite you out more often if our schedules lined up better.
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Thirteen: I was looking to get some new makeup. But whenever it’s just me, I keep falling back on the same old colours. *giggles, meeting eyes attentively* You’ve got good taste. Would you mind helping me pick out something different?
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Belphie: I want a stained glass pillow.
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*Majolish*
Thirteen: *gasps in excitement, smiling* Check this out, Chise. It’s a lipstick called “Stained Glass Rouge.” Apparently, it’s supposed to make your lips glisten like stained glass when you’re talking to someone. Plus, the look gets more glamorous if the person you’re talking to is someone you genuinely like.
Thirteen: Okay, I’ll give the tester a go.
Thirteen: *steps closer with a smile* ...Well? How does it make my lips look?
They’re dazzling!
Thirteen: *beams with a cheerful giggle, happy sparkles* Hm, you don’t say. You know, I kind of like this one.
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2. I’m not seeing much of a difference.
Thirteen: *hums in confusion* Oh, really? Maybe I didn’t put enough on. That, or it takes a little while to warm up. I might just get it, and try it out at home.
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Thirteen: *nods, smiling* Hm, I think I’ll go with the No. 13 shade. Ooh, you can get your name engraved on the case, too. *cheerful* Why don’t we each get one done? Don’t worry, it’s my treat. *giggles, holding eye contact* I’d like to see what kinds of colours your lips turn when you’re talking to me.
Thirteen: As much as I love springing traps on you, this kind of thing isn’t bad either. *smiles in happy delight, eyes crinkling prettily* Let’s do this again sometime, okay? And you’d better promise to wear your Stained Glass Rouge when we do!
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DDSimeon: I want to laugh with everyone.
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*back in Asmo’s bedroom*
Asmo: Soooo, have you given any thought to what you’d like to do that’ll stay just between us? ♡
I’d like to see a side of you that you’d never show anyone else.
Asmo: *squees happily* Oooh, would you? Wonderful! I was just thinking that if I discovered a whole new aspect of myself, I’d want you to be the only one to see it.
Asmo: So, why don’t you go ahead and fall even deeper under my spell? *hums cheerfully*I think that’d be the quickest way to get what you want.
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2. I’d be fine with whatever you wanted to do, Asmo.
Asmo: *giggles* Teehee! You really love me that much? Hon, you’re just the sweetest. Weeeeeell, what I’d like to do is show each other some expressions we hardly let anyone else see.
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Asmo: *softens voice, holding gaze* I want to see you smile a ton, with your whole heart. *smiles with delight* Whenever you do, you just dazzle! It’s so gorgeous, it makes everyone around you feel warm and fuzzy.
*whooshy noises, flash of white*
Asmo: *wide-eyed surprise* Omigosh, what’s happening?! Um, is that...the stained glass flower?! *hugs himself nervously* What’s it doing here?
Asmo: *blinks, immersed* Oh! The petals are showing some of our memories. But it looks like they’re ones where we couldn’t see each other all that well? *smiles sweetly* Like, I didn’t know you were grinning that much that time I was eating the strawberry from that red phantom cake.
Asmo: Gosh, that one’s from the time when Mammon and the others swapped my regular face mask for one with a funny face printed on it! *laughs fondly, bashfully shaking head* Chise, you’re laughing so hard! ...Honestly, it was a pretty good prank. But I had no idea you were that tickled by the whole thing!
I think you’re perfectly charming without even trying.
Asmo: *sweet happiness* Aw, thanks! There’s something about getting a compliment like that when I wasn’t, like, putting in the effort, you know? *giggles bashfully* And it means even more coming from you. Ooh, it’s kind of tingly!
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2. Sorry, was that mean?
Asmo: *happy noise* Of course not! I love it when you laugh, Chise. And it makes me even happier when I’m the reason for it.
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Asmo: As much as I like looking my most dazzling, with a full face of makeup... *smiles broadly* I don’t mind going without even a hint of blush, if it makes you smile.
Asmo: We both look so great in all of these memories! *laughs in delight, happy sparkles* Not that our grins aren’t just as perfect right now. Like, being together is the best thing ever! ♪
*whooshy noises, flash of white*
*soft music plays: Wish Upon the Moon*
Asmo: *startles* Oh! The stained glass flower is glowing!
*soft bokeh lighting floats in the room*
Asmo: *gasps in delight* Look at that, Chise! One of the petals just fluttered into my hand. Aw, it’s showing the two of us smiling from before! It’s a little flower petal picture! *giggles happily* Teehee! It’s an extra-special secret memory just for you and me.
Asmo: *gazes sweetly, happy sparkles, intimate* I love you, Chise! I hope you’ll save even more of your best expressions just for me ♡
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Text chat: Misguided Efforts? (from 25)
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Mammon: Yo, it ain’t right that you’ve got like, no freakin’ care in the world!
Asmo: Um, what’s got your boxers in a bunch?
Asmo: Oooh, is it the stained glass flower?
Mammon: It ain’t like you don’t want stuff, so why did you get off all free and breezy?
Asmo: That’s because I’m already living my best life 🩷
Asmo: I’ve been working hard, you know!
Asmo: If there’s a dream you want to have come true, you’ve got to go out there and grab it yourself!
Mammon: What, you think I’ve been sittin’ on my hands this whole time?
Mammon: C’mon, man! I’m better than that!
Asmo: Then, what did you do today?
Mammon: I dragged all my Grimm to the casino, is what! They say ya gotta spend money to make money, so that’s how I’m gonna strike it super rich!
Asmo: And how’d that go for you, hon?
Mammon: 😭
Asmo: 😐
Asmo: That’s so dependent on luck, though.
Asmo: You’ve got to work on yourself first! Then all the good things will follow!
Mammon: 😤
Mammon: Whoa, no. Like I’m gonna let one of my little bros lecture me!
Thank you once again to our dedicated transcriber @f-theloginprompt for another submission ^_^ I’m so happy to have all this Thirteen content now.
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stn: Make sure to annoy Lucifer.
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*Bunny Boy Café lounge*
Thirteen: *greets cheerfully* I came back for more fun.
Lucifer: *sighs, frowning* Didn’t you have enough “fun” last time…?
Thirteen: *scowls in indignation* Excuse YOU! I am a paying customer and should be treatred with respect.
Lucifer: *completely deadpans* So happy to see you hop in. Can I offer you some delicious carrots today?
Thirteen: *pouts angrily* You sound like a total robot! MC, can’t you do anything about this guy? You’re supposed to be their leader, right?
1. Some customers like his snarky attitude.
Thirteen: *frowns in annoyance* That may be so, but not everyone appreciates being disrespected.
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2. You can do it Lucifer! Service with a smile!
Thirteen: *annoyed* When I said “do something”, I didn’t mean for you to cheer him on.
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Thirteen: *hums pensively* Don’t you think you’d bring in more customers by catering to their various interests? If you took your customers into consideration, you’d probably be more popular too.
Lucifer: *shakes head, expression stony* I am fine with how things are going now.
1. Do you have anything in mind, Thirteen?
Thirteen: *mischievous smile* I never though you’d ask.
2. Lucifer has been doing great so far!
Lucifer: *nods* You see? MC also thinks there are no problems with how I’ve been handling my customers.
Thirteen: *tilts head, contemplative* I wonder about that… *giggles* Don’t you think it would be worth it to at least try?
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Lucifer: *narrows eyes* It’s an unnecessary use of time. *huffs dismissively* I’m heading out to the floor.
Thirteen: *sighs in disappointment* That guy’s got a real stick up his ass, if you ask me. *determined* Forget him. Wanna hear my great idea for how to make Lucifer really popular with the customers?*eyes shine with mischief* All we have to do first is set a little trap.
1. I’m in!
Thirteen: *frowns in bemused disbelief* You haven’t even heard the whole plan yet. *giggles* But I like the enthusiasm, MC.
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2. It isn’t anything dangerous is it?
Thirteen: *averts eyes* … *innocent smile*…I wouldn’t worry about that. Lucifer can handle just about anything, right?
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Thirteen: It’s better to show you rather than waste time explaining everything. *smiles mischievously* Let’s go find Lucifer.
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Thirteen: First, we use this! My Mr. Marionette Number 1! *smiles excitedly* We’re going to tie these marionette springs to Lucifer’s wrists and ankles and force him into cute bunny poses.
1. I can’t wait to see that!
Thirteen: *laughs merrily, grinning* Right? He’s going to have a line of customers waiting for him after this.
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2. How is that going to make him more popular ?
Thirteen: *closes eyes in exasperation* Do I need to explain everything to you…? *giggles* The customers are going to go wild over Lucifer. He’s the last bunny boy they’d expect to perform bunny poses for them. There are loads of customers that are secretly wanting to see a different side of Lucifer, don’t you think?
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Thirteen: *locks in* Our target is in position. Quick, hide!
*hides behind something near Lucifer*
Lucifer: …*completely robotic delivery, expression stony* So happy to see you hop in. Can I offer you some tasty carrots today? Call me over when you’ve decided and I’ll be back in two shakes of my tail.
Thirteen: *fired up* Go, Mr. Marionette Number 1!
*whoosh!*
*Thirteen throws the trap, Lucifer dodges gracefully without even looking at it*
Thirteen: *eyes widen in complete shock* He… dodged it?!
1. Our attack was inneffective…
Thirteen: *bummed pout* Looks like I underestimated him a bit. *scowls with angry determination* Change of plans. Let’s regroup somewhere else!
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2. I want to try!
Thirteen: *incredulous* Now is hardly the time to be taking turns! *scowls with angry determination* We need to run and hide before he realizes what we’re up to!
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Mammoney: Yeah, that’s how it’s done!
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*Lucifer is speaking with a customer*
Lucifer: *unenthusiastic* …You’d like me to ask for a carrot? Fine, I’ll do my bunny best.
Thirteen: *eyes shining* Look, MC! He’s got a customer asking for a service! Now’s yout time to shine, Mr. Bucket Number 4. *smirks in amusement* We’re going to drop Mr. Bucket Number 4 from above at the perfect moment and it’s going to tilt his head to the side like a confused little bunny!
1. It’s foolproof!
Thirteen: *big smile, nodding with giddy excitement* He’ll be getting requests like mad after this!
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2. You might break his neck if you drop it from this height…
Thirteen: *smirks dismissively* Meh. He’s a demon. He’ll be fine.
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Lucifer: *robotically* May I have some carrots…please?
Thirteen: *FIRED UP* Bombs away!!
*WHOOSH!* *camera shake*
Lucifer: Hmph…!
*once again, Lucifer dodges rather nonchalantly*
*sound of Mr. Bucket Number 4 hitting the ground*
Thirteen: *still completely shocked somehow* …He dodged it again?!
1. I don’t think your traps work on him.
Thirteen: *angry disbelief* That’s impossible! My traps have never failed me before! *droops sadly* If my secret weapon, Mr. Bucket Number 4, didn’t work, we’ll have to resort to something else…
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2. We’ll have to resort to more extreme measures!
Thirteen: *grimaces thoughtfully* It looks that way. Let me think…uh…
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*Lucifer approaches them*
Lucifer: *shakes head with a sigh, arms crossed* Do I even want to know what you two have been up to this whole time?
Thirteen: *like a deer in headlights* O-Oh, You found us, huh?
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LordDiavolo: Seems to be a popularity…
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Lucifer: *expression thoughtful* I see. So that’s why you’ve been setting traps for me.
Thirteen: *nods* Yup, that’s the gist of it. Good to know you catch on quickly.
1. We’re sorry Lucifer.
Lucifer: *shakes head* No need to apologize. I do not intend to blame you for this incident. I understand that the actions you took were for my benefit. *crosses arms* Your methods, however, could use some refining.
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2. We thought it would help you make more sales…
Lucifer: *shakes head* I do not intend to place blame on you. *smiles proudly* As our leader, you were only taking action where you saw fit, isn’t that correct?
Thirteen: *frowns with disbelief* Have you always got him wrapped around your finger like this, MC? (YES, THE ANSWER IS YES)
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Lucifer: *serious, hand on chest* I understand that you two were trying to send a message of some sort. So, let’s hear it. I’ll listen to what you have to say.
1. You’re missing something.
Lucifer: *frowns questioningly* What exactly am I missing?
Thirteen *frowns in thought* I think you could use some lessons on how to be cute.
Lucifer: *hums in consideration* Cute? Even If I tried, the costumers would see through my act immediately. *crosses arms in thought* However, I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try.
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2. I want you to come out of your shell.
Lucifer: *inquisitive look* Come out of my shell, you say…? *hums, considering* Hm, I think I understand what you mean by that.
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Lucifer: *hand on chest* Tell me which service you’d like to see and I’ll give it a try.
1. The bunny pose!
*Lucifer poses like a bunny*
Lucifer: *cool smile* So happy you could hop in. Bounce this way.
Thirteen: *nods approvingly* That wasn’t very cute, but I guess we can settle for cool instead. I think your customers are going to love seeing this new side.
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2. Try begging for a carrot!
Lucifer: *tilts head with a smug smile* Pretty please, with a bunny on top?
Thirteen: *flabbergasted* Your words completely contradict the holier-than-thou aura emanating from you.
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Thirteen: *serious expression* Look at you, Lucifer. You can do anything when you put your mind to it.
Lucifer: *crosses arms, nodding* Now that we’ve reached an understanding, I expect you to speak up next time instead of relying on your little traps.
Thirteen: *lowers head, frowning* Don’t tell me that you’re still sore about that.. None of them even hit you. *smiles happily* Thanks for letting me play while I killed some time.
1. Thanks Thirteen!
Thirteen: *smiles* No need to thank me, I was happy to test out some of my traps. *smile widens* Let’s play again sometime, Lucifer.
Lucifer: *shakes head with a scowl* I can promise you there will not be a second time.
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2. We shouldn’t keep the customers waiting, Lucifer!
Lucifer: *nods* I appreciate the enthusiasm but I believe it’s almost time for our break.
Thirteen: *surprised* Oh, is it? I was hoping I could put in a request for MC before I go. *giggles* Oh well. I’ll come back again another day.
Lucifer: *sighs in exasperation* Please don’t…
End.
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Text chat: A New Service (from The Fantastic Three)
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Diavolo : Lucifer, I saw you were having what looked like a jolly good time with MC and Thirteen earlier today.
Lucifer: It wasn’t exactly my idea of a good time. However, I was able to improve the quality of my customer service after heeding their advice.
Barbatos: My sales for the day are proof of that. We saw the most sales we’ve seen all week. Lucifer had an especially large amout of requests.
Diavolo: I’ve come to expect nothing less from you, Lucifer. I’d say MC and Thirteen contributed to your record sales as well. MC was the perfect leader, from teaching us newcomers to providing guidance for our veteran bunny boy Lucifer as well.
Lucifer: I don’t recall receiving any guidance.
Barbatos: I also got word from the owner today. The customers really seemed to enjoy watching Lucifer dodge the strings and bucket. They were wondering if we could include some kind of service that provides the customers with more action like today.
Diavolo: You mean the chance to watch the bunny boys battle it out?
Lucifer: What would we be battling?
Diavolo: Well, each other, of course. We could pair up and put on a fake battle. Don’t you think it would be entertaining to watch?
Barbatos: I’ll mention it to the owner and get back to you.
Lucifer: Do we really need more pointless services for the customers?
Lucifer: 😑
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Submitter commentary Imma keep in:
***** You ever notice that in the few times they interact Lucifer is kinda really tolerant with Thirteen? From the little we know about him doting on Lilith, and his later dynamic with MC (if you consider them female) I think maybe Lucifer has big “girl dad” energy, big dad energy in general, but he definitely isn’t as tolerant with his brothers LOL
Thank you SO much to @bearakero for submitting this gem!! ^_^
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AsmoBaby: Poor Luke.
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*RAD stairwell*
Thirteen: *giggles happily, bright and cheery* I’m looking forward to today’s lunch special, aren’t you? By the way, Chise. How are you planning on spending the rest of your break?
Chatting with you, Thirteen.
Thirteen: *eyes widen in surprise* Well, that’s news to me. *presses finger to cheek, smiling with interest* Still, that shouldn’t be a problem, since I didn’t have anything special planned.
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2. I guess I’ll read.
Thirteen: *smiles* Suit yourself. You’ll have to tell me if it’s any good.
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Thirteen: Why the sudden interest, you ask? *sighs with a little pout* Well, I’m just a little bored. *smiles hopefully, holding gaze with interest (maybe even… in a flirtatious way… 🤞)* So, I was wondering if you were maybe doing anything exciting, or—
(???) Get outta the waaay!
*runningfootstepsfootstepsfootsteps*
Mammon: *interrupts a potential turning-point moment by barging in with wide-eyed alarm* ...Hey, Chise! Great timing, ya gotta hide me from Lucifer!
Thirteen: *shakes head, frowning in disapproval* Did you anger him again?
Mammon: *flattens mouth with a frown* Yeah, he found out that I’d put one of his precious records up for auction.
Thirteen: *flat irritation* You never learn, do you?
*camera shake*
(???) Ack! Sorry for bumping into—
Luke: *jumps in surprise, wide-eyed* …Chise? *whimpers, eyes pleading desperately* You’ve got to hide me! Even just for a little!
Thirteen: Who are you running from, Luke?
Luke: *fearful dismay* Solomon. He’s been chasing me because he wants me to eat some dish he made.
Mammon: *grimaces* That’s...
Thirteen: *shakes head with a sigh* ...Unfortunate.
Thirteen: …*perks up with a giggle* Well, if the both of you are already playing a game of hide and seek, how would you like an advantage?
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Beelzeburger: Levi ran into trouble.
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Mammon: *frowns* Whaddya mean, “advantage”?
Thirteen: *straightens up, beaming proudly* I just so happen to have a few tricks up my sleeve that would probably be good in a game of hide and seek. And, I’d be willing to lend them to you.
Luke: Just what kind of tricks?
Thirteen: See for yourself.
Mammon: *perplexed, weirded out* A top hat and a black parasol? Ain’t these just some normal accessories?
Thirteen: *smiles sweetly* Mammon, you can take Mr. Magic Hat Number 4. Luke, I’ll lend you the Rain or Shine Parasol (Black Version).
Luke: *pitying grimace* I see you’re still sticking with the “fun” names, huh...
Mammon: *extreeeemely doubtful* Is this thing REALLY gonna get Lucifer off my back?
Have faith in Thirteen!
Thirteen: *smiles confidently* Look, just try it and see.
Luke: *whimpers, wide-eyed* And Solomon’s not too far behind! I’m gonna go hide somewhere else!
*Luke runs off*
Lucifer: *arms crossed, eyes narrowed, shaking head with a sigh of disappointment, the whole bit* ...Mammon, is this what you call hiding?
Mammon: *fearful outrage*Hey, what’s the big deal?! This hat ain’t doin’ anything!
Thirteen: *thoroughly exasperated* That’s because you’re supposed to put Mr. Magic Hat on HIS head!
Mammon: *fierce defiance* Fine, whatever! Take that, Lucifer!
*Lucifer continues to stand there with his arms crossed, wearing a pissy expression, unfazed*
…*at the same moment that Levi suddenly wanders innocently between them*
*CAMERA SHAKE!!!*
Mammon: *wide-eyed* Dammit, I’ve been played!
Levi: *screaming dramatically* Wh-Wh-What?! Why’d everything go pitch black?! I can’t see a thing!
Thirteen: *shakes head with a scowl* Geez! Mammon, why’d you go and waste that on Levi?
Lucifer: *expression softens, smiling lethally, enveloped in a dark and sinister aura* I see, it was a trap.
Mammon: *horrified* ...Crap, now he’s even more pissed!
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Belphie: A desperate sort of guy.
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*RAD classroom*
Luke: *jumps in alarm* Wha...Mammon?! What’re you doing here?
Mammon: *nods grimly* So this is where you’ve been hiding, Luke. Lemme join ya!
Luke: *bristles* No way! You’re just going to get me caught!
Mammon: *shrugs casually, shaking head* C’mon, don’t be like that. Aren’t we in the same boat?
Luke: *glares* You got yourself into your own mess! Don’t lump me in with you!
Solomon: *walks in with a sweet, friendly smile, waving his hand in greeting* So, this is where you are, Luke. It’s rare to see you together with Mammon.
Luke: *whimpers in horror* See! What did I just tell you? This is all your fault!
Mammon: Now’s the time to use THAT! Hurry up and pull out the thing we borrowed from Thirteen!
Luke: *nods nervously* O-Okay, geez! How are we supposed to use it, anyway?!
Mammon: It’s a parasol, so ya just gotta open it facin’ the other perso—
*POOF* *hissssss*
*cloud of white smoke fills the room*
Solomon: *startles, wide-eyed* Whoa! What’s with all this smoke?
Luke: *bounces excitedly* That was awesome, Mammon! You actually figured it out!
Mammon: *nods grimly* This ain’t the time to be impressed! Hurry up and run!
Thirteen: *bursts into the room, expression fierce* ...There they are! Quick, over here!
*running footsteps*
*fade to RAD courtyard*
Mammon: *sighs heavily, shoulders slumping* ...Phew, looks like we lost ’em both.
That was close, huh?
Luke: *huffs sadly* I thought we were goners...
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2. We’re not out of the woods yet.
Thirteen: Right. The word “quit” isn’t exactly in either of their vocabularies.
Luke: *whimpers in fear* Wh-What should we do...?!
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LordDiavolo: Saved by the moonlight.
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Luke: *fearful* We’re trapped!
Mammon: Don’t ya have another trick up your sleeve, Thirteen?!
Thirteen: *frowns, shaking head quickly* Wait, if you raise your voice like that, you’ll—
Lucifer: *arms crossed, eyes narrowed* Found you, Mammon.
Solomon: *sweet, lovely smile of delight* You were playing hide and seek in a place like this, Luke?
Luke: *glares* Hey! Mammon, you got me caught again!
Solomon: *eyes crinkle happily* You still haven’t eaten lunch, right? Quit goofing off and come on out.
Luke: *looks down with a sob of defeat* Guess I’m gonna be stuck eating Solomon’s food...
Isn’t there something we can do?
Thirteen: *perks up, giggling* Hang on a sec. I have something that just might help.
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2. Brace yourself!
Luke: I made it this far only to get caught... This is the worst!
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Thirteen: *laughs cheerfully in excitement, raising voice with a grin* Over here, boys! Get a load of this!
*big flash of white*
Lucifer: *shuts eyes immediately* …!
Solomon: *squeezes eyes shut with a gasp* Too bright…!
Thirteen: *proud, cackling giggle, hip cocked confidently* Heh heh heh... Behold the power of the Forget-Me-Not Mirror! Whoever sees their own reflection will forget whatever it was they were trying to do in the first place.
Luke: *shakes head, humming doubtfully*That seems a little extreme. *smiles, nods* Then again, it’s perfect for a situation like this. That way, they’ll forget all about trying to chase us...
*squishy thud*
Mammon: *flinches* Eurk...!
Lucifer: *expression dangerously void of all emotion* I’ve got you now, Mammon. *now smiling dangerously, eyes eerily relaxed* Now then, I heard that Cerberus has been wanting to play with you. We’re leaving.
Mammon: *outraged* C'mon, what gives?! Wasn’t your memory supposed to be wiped?!
Lucifer: *expression turns dangerous again*
Mammon: *yelps in pain, panicky* H-Have mercy, brother. My neckkk! Don’t drag meeee!
Thirteen: *sheer, wide-eyed shock* ...Why didn’t it work?! That’s not supposed to happen. Is there a crack in the mirror or something?!
Luke: *yelps, eyes widening in fear* Ack, Thirteen! Don’t point it this way!
Luke: Yeah, why? *frowns in confusion* ...By the way, what’re we all doing out here?
Solomon: *raises brows in curiosity* Is something bad supposed to happen if we look at it?
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2. You didn’t lose your memory, did you?
Thirteen: *scowls, shaking head in firm denial* Huh? Don’t be absurd. *looks around vaguely* ...But, does anyone know why we’re in the garden?
Solomon: *frowns thoughtfully* Hang on, was this another one of Thirteen’s traps?
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*explanation skip*
Solomon: *nods grimly, humming in thought* Ah, I get it. If you see your reflection, you’ll forget what you were supposed to be doing. *smiles kindly, patiently teaching* Hm, what probably happened was that the moonlight bouncing off the mirror was too bright, so Lucifer and I closed our eyes before the trap could take effect.
Solomon: More importantly, you three have perfect timing. Come to the cafeteria with me.
ABOVE: THE SWEET FACE OF EVIL.
…*fade to the RAD cafeteria*…
Solomon: *beams with a light, happy laugh, presenting his culinary concoction proudly* Ta-da! I made too much food yesterday, so I brought the leftovers for lunch. *so kind, so eager* I don’t have much time left in my lunch break since I was looking for Luke, but please help yourselves.
Luke: *sheer dismay* I couldn’t escape now even if I wanted to!
Thirteen: *scowls in outrage* How did I end up in this situation?!
Solomon: *happy, musical hum, eyes crinkling with pleased delight* Come now, Chise. Won’t you join us?
This is a story that takes place at the House of Lamentation. The following tale may be slightly different from the version we all know...
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Lucifer: *walks in with arms crossed, shaking head sternly* How much longer do you intend to sleep in, Chise? Get up! There are chores to be done!
Huh? How did I end up at the House of Lamentation?
Lucifer: *exasperated disdain* Are you still in dreamland, or did you forget that you live here? I’m giving you one minute. Are we clear?
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2. Sir, yes, sir!
Lucifer: *nods* Good. You have one minute.
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*fade to HOL dining room*
Mammon: *demanding* Yo, Chise. Hurry up and clear those plates!
Levi: Make me some tea, will you, Chise?
Asmo: *smiles, wiggling* Chise, I need you to brush my hair!
Beel: *munch* *munch* Chise, I want seconds.
Belphie: *hums poutily* Bring me my pillow, Chise.
Satan: *frowning impatiently* Chise, fetch me my book.
Do it yourselves!
Mammon: *scowls sternly* Hey, watch your mouth! Be grateful we took ya in when ya had nowhere else to go!
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2. I’m on it!
Lucifer: *stern, unimpressed frown* Hmph. When all of that’s done, go sweep the foyer.
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Indeed, things at the House of Lamentation were slightly different from usual...
Day after day, a group of seven brothers continued to boss around our protagonist, Chise, with unreasonable demands. Regardless, Chise devoted themself to taking care of them, never failing to maintain a cheerful demeanour all the while.
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DDSimeon: Let him join in the ball, too.
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*HOL foyer*
Lucifer: *scowls with a noise of demanding disgust* Come here, Chise. This hasn’t been cleaned well enough. You need to be more thorough.
*DOOR-SLAM CAMERA-SHAKE*
Mammon: *wide-eyed* Guys, guys!
Lucifer: *scoffs crossly* Shush, Mammon. Stop making such a racket.
Mammon: *scowls right back, raising voice in indignation* It’s an emergency, I tell ya! Y’all need to hear this!
*fade back to HOL dining room*
Lucifer: *arms crossed, unreadable* So, why have you called us here?
Mammon: *pumps hands in the air with a laugh, happy sparkles* I saw an official notice in town just now, and get this—there’s gonna be a BALL at the castle!
Asmo: *excited hum* A BALL at the castle?! How glamorous is that?! We’ve simply GOT to go!
Beel: *chuckles happily, rubbing stomach* Where there’s a ball, there’s bound to be a five-star buffet.
Belphie: *chuckles softly* Their sofas must be pretty comfy.
Satan: *nods with an intrigued smile* I hear that the castle has a library vault full of rare tomes.
Mammon: *laughs in excited delight, grinning wide* I bet there’s loads of treasure too...
Levi: *groans in pathetic dismay* I hate parties...
Lucifer: As head of this household, I am obliged to present myself. *frowns threateningly* Levi, you will come with us, even if I must drag you by a leash.
Levi: *wide-eyed squealing* Eeeek!
I’m excited!
Mammon: *frowns, shaking head* Who said anythin’ about you? Servants ain’t invited.
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2. When is it?
Mammon: Tomorrow. *shakes head, frowning* Why d’ya ask, though? Servants like you ain’t gonna be allowed, anyway.
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Lucifer: In addition to your chores, you are to help us prepare for the ball.
Yes, sir...
Lucifer: *hums tiredly* Good. Mind that you hold no lofty aspirations beyond your station.
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2. Screw you!
Lucifer: *scowls darkly* Do not talk back to me. I’ll allow you to rest while we’re at the castle, so show some gratitude.
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Mammon: *smirks* Chise, I want gold sequins on my clothes where everyone can see ’em.
Asmo: *bubbly excitement* Chise, could you give me a facial massage? My skin needs to be positively glowing by tomorrow!
Belphie: *smiles sweetly* I’m too lazy to prep anything, Chise. Choose an outfit for me, will you?
Beel: *expression serious* I’m gonna burn some calories so I can stuff my face at the castle. Go run a bath for me, Chise.
Satan: *hums thoughtfully* Chise, get me the castle library’s catalogue.
Levi: *groans nervously, hiding face* I don’t want to attract any attention, so get me an all-black outfit, please...
All right, bring it on!
Lucifer: *chuckles in surprise* I see you’re capable of doing what you’re told. *inclines head in approval* I expect no less of a servant of this house. Do your best.
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2. Fine, I’ll do it. Sheesh!
Lucifer: *shakes head, scoffing in disapproval* Don’t give me that attitude. Do you want to rest tomorrow or not? nGet to work, and not another word from you.
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Each of the brothers looked forward to the ball with great anticipation. Unfortunately, poor Chise seemed to have no hopes of joining them.
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AsmoBaby: Wow, so beautiful.
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*outside HOL gates*
*boys dressed to the nines*
Mammon: The coach is here! C’mon, get in!
Levi: *sighs gloomily, shaking head in dismay* Ugh, I hate this already...
Belphie: *chuckles softly, smiling* The way the coach joggles is perfect for lulling me to sleep.
Beel: *excited smile* I’m getting hungry. I can’t wait to eat lots of great food.
Asmo: *giggles, happy sparkles, wiggling* energetically Aren’t I the most dazzling being you’ve ever seen? I can’t wait to feel everyone’s yearning gazes on me!
Satan: *scoffs, scowling darkly* Hurry up and get in! You’re holding up the line!
Lucifer: *sighs with exasperation, shaking head* For goodness’ sake, try to be on your best behaviour today. Do not do anything that could possibly besmirch our reputation.
Can’t I go with you?
Lucifer: *dismissively bland* We’re not discussing this again, Chise. Make sure to look after the house while we’re gone.
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2. Have fun, okay?
Lucifer: *nods, smiling in approval* You have a good rest too. It’s been a while since you had one.
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Lucifer: Driver, we’re ready. Let’s go.
*clip-clop, off they go*
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I kind of miss them...
(???) *sigh of exasperation* You miss them? After all the awful things they’ve done to you? What are you, some kind of masochist?
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2. Finally! Good riddance!
(???) *giggles* I see you’ve got some spunk, kid.
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*WHOOOOSH*
Thirteen: *smiles confidently* I’m Thirteen, a fairy god-reaper. Pleased to meet you. Name your wish, and I’ll be happy to grant it.
You grant wishes? Even though you’re a reaper?
Thirteen: *smiles proudly* What’s wrong with that? Consider it a twofer, if you will.
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2. I don’t wanna die yet!
Thirteen: *taken aback* *exasperated* Relax. I’m not doing any reaping today. I’m here to grant your wish.
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Thirteen: *wiggles with intrigue, smiling* You have quite the pure soul, you know? I feel sorry for you, so I’ll lend you a hand. *presses finger to chin* First, we’ll need some clothes fit for a ball.
Thirteen: *giggles with a broad smile* Bibbili-maggidi-foo!
*magical chiming sounds, soft bokeh lighting*
Thirteen: *laughs in delight* Yes, perfect. Don’t you look dashing? Now then...see that pumpkin over there? I want you to bring it here.
You’ll turn it into a coach, right?
Thirteen: *smiles approvingly* Ah, gutsy and perceptive, are you?
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2. What do you need a pumpkin for?
Thirteen: *shakes head* Shh. Wait and see.
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Thirteen: Bibbili-maggidi-foo!
*magical chiming sounds, soft bokeh lighting*
Thirteen: A fine coach, if I do say so myself. What else...? Right, we’ll need a driver too. *gasps in admiration* How curious. That mouse has been on your shoulder this whole time...
Ever since it was rescued from a mousetrap, the mouse had become very fond of Chise.
Thirteen: *nods decisively* All right, it’ll do. Come here, little mouse! *grins* Bibbili-maggidi-foo!
(???) *wide-eyed* Aaaaaah! Huh? Wh-What happened?! ...Wait, I’ve turned into a human! *gasps in excitement* Hooray! This means I can finally talk to you, Chise!
Luke: *happy sparkles* My name’s Luke! Luke the Mouse!
I’m glad I get to talk to you too.
Luke: *smiles cutely* I’ve always wanted to talk to you, you know. I was sad that I couldn’t cheer you up...but now, I finally have a chance to do so.
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2. Drive carefully, okay?
Luke: *nods, beaming* Yep, I will! I’ll make sure you get to the castle safely!
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Thirteen: *giggles happily* Okay... The last thing we need to take care of is those shoes. Bibbili-maggidi-foo!
Luke: *bounces on heels in excitement, happy sparkles* Wow, Chise! You look amazing! Everything’s perfect! Now you can go to the ball!
Thank you, fairy god-reaper!
Thirteen: *wiggles hips happily* Don’t mention it. It’s nice to do a good deed once in a while.
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2. I’m so excited!
Thirteen: *frowns* Easy, it’s not all sunshine and rainbows. There’s something you need to know.
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Thirteen: This magic will expire at midnight. Do you understand what that means? *grimaces* Once the castle bell strikes twelve, it’ll be like none of this ever happened. Therefore, you must return home by then. *giggles, smiling adorably*I’ll see you around, kiddo. Bibbili-maggidi-foo!
*WHOOOOSH, flash of white!*
Luke: *jumps in wide-eyed surprise* She’s gone…
Luke: *smiles with a nod* Let’s go, Chise! The ball will be starting any minute now!
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*Demon Lord’s Castle grand hall*
Luke: *gasps, bouncing in excitement* So THIS is what a ball is like...! Wow... It’s so awesome! Promise me you’ll have lots of fun, okay, Chise?
*applause sounds*
Mammon: *eyes widen* ...Hey, who’s that?
Levi: *gasps, equally wide-eyed* Wowza! That demon’s really stunning! But...why do I feel like I’ve seen them before?
Asmo: *perplexed* Who is it? Who DARES outshine me?! ...Wait a second...
Beel: *also wide-eyed* Isn’t that Chise?
Satan: *stares in shock, hand over heart* Chise?! It can’t be!
Belphie: *straightens up, wide-eyed as well* You’re right... What’s Chise doing here, though? Also, I never realized how good-looking they were...
Lucifer: *smirks, looking at MC like they’re a tall glass of ice water on a hot day* Well, well. I don’t know how Chise made it here, but you have a point.
Simeon: *approaches with a sweet laugh, rubbing back of neck shyly* Excuse me. I don’t believe we’ve met before, but would you care to dance with me?
Diavolo: *smiles eagerly* Would you do me the same honour?
Solomon: *moves in with chin resting on fingers, gazing with intrigue* I would like to dance with you too. Even better if you could form a pact with me afterwards.
We can all dance together!
Simeon: *hums apologetically, dipping head with regret* As lovely as that proposal is, I would prefer to have you all to myself.
Solomon: *nods, smiling sweetly with a frank gaze* Agreed. I was thinking the same thing.
Diavolo: *cheerful nod* In that case, why don’t we settle things with a game of rock, paper, scissors?
Simeon: *nods as well* That sounds fair.
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2. Sorry, I’m in a hurry...
Simeon: *shakes head, crestfallen* Oh, don’t be like that...!
Diavolo: *frowns, confused* That’s right. There’s no need to rush.
Solomon: *hums in disappointment, pouting* Won’t you at least tell us your name?
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Mammon: *glares in outrage* Hold up! That’s OUR servant you’re talkin’ to! *hands on hips, defiant* Get your grubby paws off my demon! You’re dancin’ with me, got it?!
Levi: *determined* No, pick me!
Satan: *shakes head, frowning sternly* I shall be Chise’s partner. Move out of the way!
Asmo: *sweet, musical hum* Dance with me, hon! No one could possibly resist our combined magnificence!
Belphie: *chuckles softly, smiling* You’ll dance with me, won’t you? Be a sport.
Beel: *warm nod* Be my partner, and let’s eat some cake while we’re at it.
Lucifer: *scowls, arms crossed* Enough, all of you. I shall be Chise’s partner.
Do you really expect me to say yes? After how you’ve treated me?
Mammon: *expression falls, shoulders slump with guilt* We, uh... We’re sorry.
Levi: *sighs with shame* You’re right. We went too far. We shouldn’t have taken advantage of the fact that you were willing to put up with all of our demands.
Satan: *look of deep regret, gazing pleadingly with hand over heart* We were wrong to do so. Forgive us.
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2. Hmm, who shall I pick?
Belphie: *nods with an adorable smile* Me, obviously!
Asmo: *scowls, arms crossed* No, me!
Beel: *serious* Chise’s gonna dance with me.
Lucifer: *chuckles dismissively, holding Chise’s gaze directly* There is an obvious correct answer to this. I trust you’ll make the right choice.
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Barbatos: *approaches with a soft, kindly smile* Everyone, I should like you all to be more mindful of how you treat our guest. It would seem to me that they find this situation rather uncomfortable.
Lucifer: *eyes widen in shock* You…!
Mammon: *frowns* Huh? Who the heck are ya?
Levi: *squeaks in nervous surprise* Can’t your brain work for even two seconds?! That’s the PRINCE of this country!
Mammon: *eyes widen* Wait, are ya serious?!
Barbatos: *steps closer to Chise, chuckling softly, meeting gaze* I have never met a demon quite like you before... *dips head with an eye-crinkling smile, calm and kind* You have a mysterious allure about you. Would you honour me with a dance?
With pleasure!
Barbatos: *soft, eyes-only-for-you smile* Let us take to the floor then.
*whisks to the floor*
Barbatos: *nods with quiet approval* I see you’re good at dancing too. Additionally, we appear to get along well. *chuckles softly, holding gaze while dancing* We seem to be perfectly in sync with each other. *dips head, leaning closer, eyes soft and fond* It is almost as if we’ve known each other for a very long time...
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2. I’m sorry, I must refuse.
Barbatos: *expression soft, intimate* Is that so...? That is most unfortunate. However, I am not one to be deterred so easily.
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At that moment, the clock struck midnight.
*TOLL, TOLL, TOLL, etc x12*
Barbatos: *eyes widen in surprise* You seem to be in an awful hurry. *expression falls into heartfelt disappointment* Where are you going?
Barbatos: *desperate* Wait. I know this may sound odd, considering we have only just met, but... *determined* I seem to have fallen in love with you. Will you marry me?
(*SHRIEKS IN HIS FACE* YESSSSSSSS!!!!!)
Mammon: *scowls, shouting in outrage* Yo! Prince or not, I ain’t gonna let ya get away with that!
Levi: *red-faced, shouting as well* Exactly! Chise should m-m-m-marry me!
Satan: *scowls, scoffing dismissively* Hey! Did you think I wouldn’t notice you trying to sneak a word in?! Chise’s marrying me!
Lucifer: *glares darkly* Enough, all of you. I shall be the one to marry Chise.
Asmo: *furious* What makes you say that?! Clearly, Chise will pick ME!
Belphie: *slaps hand on chest in indignation, seething* I already know that Chise wants to marry me.
Beel: *glares, clenching fists* Says who? Chise and I will enjoy an eternity of eating good food together.
As the demons each declared their intent to marry, Chise finally got fed up and snapped.
Everybody! STAY!
*electrical zappy noise*
*cycles through every brother’s horrified expressions as they’re all thrown to the floor*
All: *YELP*
*fade to Demon Lord’s Castle lake gazebo*
Barbatos: *touches thin thoughtfully, quirking an amused smile* ...And that was when you woke up? *chuckles in delight, eyes crinkling* Princes, magic, and a luckless servant... That sounds like some kind of fairy tale. How curious that all of the characters in your dream were people you know in reality. *laughs under breath* I would have liked to experience that dream myself.
Barbatos: *expression turns coy, holding eye contact* Speaking of...who did you intend to marry?
The prince, of course!
Barbatos: *eyes widen, noise of surprise* The prince...? Are you saying you would have chosen me? *chuckles sweetly with a pleased smile* I feel honoured. Thank you. *expression softens* I am certain that our life would be full of pleasant surprises if we were to get married.
Barbatos: *chuckles, inclining head teasingly* How wonderful it would be if we could both experience that sort of dream next… *gazes meaningfully* I look forward to what tonight brings.
(*sobbing* please Barbatos pleeeeease)
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2. It’s a secret.
Barbatos: *hums with intrigue* My, my... That only piques my curiosity further. *sighs wistfully, looking a little bashful* If only I possessed the ability to look into your dreams. *meets eyes directly again, gazing frankly with amusement* That way, I could have ascertained if this dream had a happy ending or not.
Barbatos: *chuckles quietly, suggestively mysterious* I am sure I will have the opportunity to inquire about it someday in real life. I shall eagerly await that day.
(I'M BEGGING YOUUUUUU PUT A RING ON MEEEEEEEE)
...End.
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Text chat: Fab Snap 4 (from House of Lamentation (New)(8))
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Asmo: Well? How did Beel’s mukbang video turn out? I haven’t heard news of it going viral.
Mammon: Ugh, don’t remind me.
Mammon: 😢
Beel: The video didn’t get as many views as I hoped, but it did help me make other gourmand friends. That’s good enough for me.
Beel: It’s been fun getting all kinds of info from fellow big eaters.
Mammon: YOU might be OK with that, Beel, but…
Mammon: I…
Mammon: …I didn’t sign up for this!
Mammon: 😵
Lucifer: Now you know that life rarely goes as planned.
Lucifer: Good for you, Mammon. Be glad you got a taste of the real world.
