"Throw it back, bitch!"
Solomon and Asmo were twerking to Super Bass while you threw fake chocolate grimm at them.
Beel was collecting them, swallowing them whole with the wrapper.
"This -" Satan screeched from his room, and it was soon followed by several profanities from a very annoyed Belphegor trying to sleep.
Lucifer and Diavolo were gone to the angel realm for a day, and no matter how much you begged them to let you tag along, they didn't agree. Specially Lucifer. That hoe was brainwashing Diavolo into thinking that you'd get emotional after meeting your family and probably wouldn't want to return.
Joke's on them, you liked it better here.
You just wanted to see if Mars was okay.
Also, Solomon's birthday was approaching, and you wanted to get him a proper special gift. Angel realm was the best for buying aesthetic items, while Akuzon was the best for getting common, easily available and widely known things.
"Guys, I'm going back to my room. Continue your little strip club party."
Within ten minutes, you were sprawled across your bed with an ugly scowl etched on your face. First, you got rashes on sides of your thighs. Second, there was absolutely nothing suitable enough to give Solomon.
What would a human probably want? Netflix subscription? Wind Chimes? Fluffy pillows? Thickly decorated showpieces? Mangas? A PS4?
You groaned in frustration. Deciding gifts was such a chore and you were dumb when it came to other people's liking. You'd known him for months and yet you couldn't even get his preferences right.
If it was Lucifer, you'd give him handcuffs.
If it was Satan, you'd give him books.
If it was Mammon, you wouldn't give him shit.
If it was Beel, you'd give him every mortal possession to ever exist.
If it was Belphie, you'd give him pillows.
If it was Barbatos, you'd give him a break.
If it was Diavolo, you'd give him 'A Helpful Guide on How to Pursue a Male You Have Feelings For'.
If it was Simeon, you'd give him some sort of jwellery.
If it was Luke, you'd give him some growth pills.
If it was Levi, you'd give him anime merchandise or anything Ruri-Chan related.
If it was Asmo, you'd give him your virginity.
But what the would want?
You were going bald with all the stress. You'd been planning about his birthday party with the brothers for a few days, and nothing was a matter of concern yet. Except your gift.
You madly opened Pinterest to search for ideas. No matter how many times you convinced yourself you'd gift with your own knowledge, you just
"Wait. No. These are all handmade! Bitch I can't even use glue without being tempted to pour it all on my palm and wait for it dry."
One particular idea caught your eye, and although it would require a time taking process and a hell lot of patience, it was truly authentic. You wanted to add your own ideas to it as well, to make it less time consuming.
"Alright. Here goes nothing."
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