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You should’ve known that this would be chaos.
On your last trip to the human world since moving to the Devildom as a permanent resident, you had grabbed a few games that you thought might be of interest to your demons. For whatever reason, Twister had been among the boxes that you’d picked up.
You should’ve known better.
Well no one, other than perhaps Lucifer, could say that it wasn’t amusing. Somehow you had persuaded Satan, Asmo, Levi and Mammon to the mat...and it was going horrifically. Or maybe amazingly, depending on how you looked at it.
The four of them were woven together and Mammon had started hollering only a few moves in. Leviathan appeared to decide that his tail could be used as a limb (apparently to limit his physical contact) and was adamantly aruguing that it wasn’t his fault that Mammon didn’t have a tail to use! Satan was agreeing that it was simply an advantage that Mammon would have to deal with, until Asmo started whining as well.
You could see that Levi was genuinely starting to get frustrated. So you passed the spinner to Lucifer, who appeared to be massively underwhelmed with the honour that you had bestowed on him, to allow you to physically participate and regulate happenings. The ground rules were laid out once again (“No tails, Satan!”) before taking the first placements.
There was only marginally less yelling from Mammon the second time around, but you were certain that everyone had a much better time...even Lucifer was smirking, but that may have been due to the uncomfortable look on Satan’s face due to the compromising position that he was tangled up in with Asmodeus, who looked pleased as punch about the whole scenario.
After a few more rounds, you did try to sit with Beel on the couch to watch and have some snacks...but you had another fight to break up.
Couldn’t the household ever have just one night of wholesome fun?