You and the brothers were just leaving the school as a group, when the storm overhead was making it hard for you to hear each other. Finally, you shouted up at the sky; “OH WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP YOU STUPID CLOUDS” not expecting much to happen.
When the clouds begin to relax and dissipate, you find yourself staring in awe. Beelzebub smiles and nods to you, like this is normal. “Thank you for calming the storm, ___.”
“... I WILL TAKE CREDIT FOR THAT!” You practically shout, grinning ear to ear. Lucifer sighs and starts shaking his head, which is when Belphegor and Satan jump in.
“Wow, commanding the 7 of us and storms themselves. You’re a marvel of mages everywhere.” Satan feigns composure as he withholds a laugh.
Belphegor grins and nudges his shoulder against yours. “Solomon wishes he had an ounce of your power.”
“Stop encouraging them.” Lucifer shoots them both a stern look.
You raise your arms in the air, grinning in triumph. “I’M A GOD!”
Lucifer massages the bridge of his nose as Asmodeus hugs you and giggles about how he knew you were powerful.
“___, you yelled ‘shut up’ at a thunderstorm and it just so happened to dissipate. That doesn’t make you a god. It was just a coincidence. You have no power.” Even though it’s a momentary joke, he won’t stand for you making outlandish claims, lest someone decide to try to challenge you on it. He’s a firm believer that you shouldn’t invite a challenge of your own hubris.
Mammon, seeing how delighted this little joke is making you, decides to defend it; “Shut it, they’re a god.” which causes you to grin directly to him, making him turn away with a flustered scowl.
“Okay then. ___, call the storm back.” Lucifer smirks.
“... I wouldn’t want to abuse my power, Lucifer. Think of the ecosystems!”
“Uh huh.”
The other brothers all nod along with you, as though your word is sage, and Lucifer is trying his hardest not to laugh. Although he wants to knock you down a peg, he does think it’s fun how you boast such confidence, even if he can tell it’s a joke. That pride in yourself bleeds into him sometimes, and he can’t help but be proud of how you carry yourself.
“Well, this god wants a burger. Can we go get some?”
“We should pay tribute, shouldn’t we?” Asmodeus grins and Mammon’s eyes spark with his words.
“Tribute, huh? Hey ‘god’! Lucifer givin’ me money is like tribute to ya’, right? I’m yer number one follower, after all”
“Actually, I think Beel was their first believer.” Belphegor motions to Beelzebub as he pets your head, discussing burgers.
“Yup, it’s why I’m hungry all of a sudden.” You nod once again and the others pretend that makes sense.
Mammon no longer likes this game and starts griping, causing Lucifer to switch teams of the argument for funsies.
Lucifer pretends to nod along. “You know, you’ve convinced me. We should pay tribute to our god. There is no greater, after all. Hell’s Burger?”
The group heads off, followed by Mammon, who is loudly griping something about ‘betrayal’.
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Up in one of the windows of the school, Diavolo grins, turning his attention back to the work in front of him regarding recent student issues. Barbatos is also present, smiling mischievously; “My Lord, they did have a point- dissipating the storm could have adverse affects on the ecosystem. You should allow it to continue as it was.”
“I know Barbatos, but I just love seeing them all smile. Look at how happy they all got. A little longer?”
“Alright. But do try to refrain from changing the weather of Devildom on a whim, if you can.”
“Of course. With great power comes great responsibility.”
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