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"I realllyyy have to use the bathroom, MC. I'll be right back, kay'?" Mammon smiled brightly.
Lucifer clenched his fists. "No, you don't. You just want an excuse to steal something from the vendor next to the restroom." The elder brother gritted his teeth.
The white haired demon gasped. "But, maybe if my favorite big brother bought me things, I wouldn't have to steal?" He replied, his eyes batting innocently.
Luci physically cringed. "No."
MC shook her head, "So, you're not gonna deny that you were gonna steal something from that guy?"
"Ahhahaha!" Was the only response the greedy demon would provide.
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As the day slowly turned into night, they all decided to call it in. The trio made their way back home.. It was way past everyone's normal sleeping times, and the house they lived in was silent. The rest of the brothers supposedly fast asleep.
"Have a good night you two." MC yawned has she made her way down the hallway.
"Wait! H-hey!.. ah, she's not listening, is she?" Mammon watched has the girl disappeared past her door, hearing it lock behind her.
"Let her be. You should go to your room too. I don't want you walking around these halls at night, Understood?" Lucifer spoke monotonously.
"Hmph. Fine, but it's not like I'm doing this because you told me too!" Mammon snapped back.
Lucifer instantly glared at the younger demon, making it clear he wasn't playing around.
"Eekk!! G-goodnight!" And with that, the avatar of greed had no choice but to head to his room.
Lucifer sighed. It was hard keeping himself together today. MC had told him to start going easy on Mammon when she was around. But...there's only so much will power he had. Mammon has started getting comfortable disobeying and talking back to the prideful demon. It was hard to lash out at him, definitely when his younger brother never left the side of that human. It was starting to piss him off. Though, he would never say anything like that out loud. He had a reputation to keep.
Lucifer shook his head, momentarily keeping his thoughts at bay, and strode silently down the hall towards his bedroom.
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Mammon was restless. He tossed and turned, but he couldn't find peace. The urge to take was overwhelming him. He couldn't help it. His mind was clouded with greed, and it needed to be fulfilled.
He jumped out of bed, full alert.
"Something....anything..." Mammon muttered to himself has he left his room, almost in a trance. He wondered down the halls of Lamentation.
Normal paintings and statues that never caught his eye were glimmering in dollar signs now. Every wall, every corner, was filled with money. The demon selfishly snatched a painting off it's hook.
"Yeahh, I can print multiple copies and make bank on each one! Yes, and raising the price as each painting is sold. No, maybe if I pretend I'm related to the artist? Yeah! I can make a fortune!" He was basically drooling at the idea.
He looted more paintings, saying all the strategies he'll use to sell them during the process. Getting louder and louder has his excitement got the better of him.
The more he took, the more careless he got. The pile he was making was towering over him at this point. Paintings slid off the pile while statues chipped under the pressure.
"'Kay! All I have to do now is pack all these things and sell them online! No one would suspect a thing. I'll make the website so believable too! Oh and-"
"What do you think you're doing?" A dooming voice broke Mammon out of his trance.
"Yikes! Ah, L-Lucifer!" Was all Mammon could say before he was interrupted.
"Are those the belongings of Lamentation? Are you trying to sell them, you IDIOT?!" Lucifer yelled and he rushed toward the pile, a purple flame starting to ascend from his body.
"No! I swear I wasn't! I mean, still, let's say I was, that would make me alot of money, y'know?!"
Lucifer twitched at those words. He faced the pile as the flames around him turned a crimson red, and his wings broadened out violently. The action caused the younger demon to gasp.
"A-Actually, I r-remember I never really used the b-bathroom today! I'll see you lat-" Mammon was caught off mid turn has Lucifer caught the collar of his jacket and pulled it back.
"YOU STAY RIGHT HERE YOU WORTHLESS SNAKE!"
"Eeek!" The sudden move made Mammon fall at the feet of his brother.
He looked up, and within a flash Mammon saw the precious pile disappear as all the treasure was put back into their rightful places. And before he had the chance to get up and run, the demon of pride was standing before him again. A forceful hand reached down and grabbed him by the hair. It yanked him up, forcing him to stand.
"O-ow!! St-stop it!" Lucifer was silent as he hauled him down the hallway.
"MC s-said you weren't allow-ow-ed too-" Mammon was caught off once again as Lucifer finally reached his room.
He quickly opened the door before shoving Mammon in, causing him to land face first into the rough carpet. The younger brother couldn't stop the tears that started falling from his eyes. The door shut behind him, so soft that he thought maybe Lucifer wasn't mad anymore. That glimmer of hope was crushed as two arms grabbed him to flip him on his back. His older brother looming on top of him, legs pinning his arms down to his sides. He was helpless.
"W-Wait! I'm so-"
"SHUT UP!!"
A hand clasped itself around the younger demons throat, choking off any words that desperately begged for mercy.
The smaller demon was not prepared for the blow that struck him square in the face. And before he could react, another one came crashing down, blurring his mind.
"I've had about ENOUGH of you! I'll tear you limb from limb and burn your remains until you're ASH, you WASTE of SPACE, GOOD FOR NOTHING PIG!"
The elder brother saw red as his punches flew down harder, never ceasing its pace. His hatred growing as the cries of his younger brother deafened his ears. Murder was the only thing on Lucifer's mind, he didn't care about anything else. This was bound to happen, his emotions was kept locked in for so long. He dreamed of this moment, looked forward to it even. The wonderful day that he'd finally be able to punish his useless brother again.
The abused demon saw nothing. The only thing he felt was agony and terror. He screamed, but he always knew, deep down, that nobody would care if he cried for help. His words meant nothing, his life meant nothing. He knew that everyone, other than MC, wanted him dead. And somewhere deep in his heart, he wanted to be dead too. ...
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Lucifer finally stopped, a warm liquid pooling around his legs snapped him out of his homicidal beating.
He looked down at the bloodied face under him. His brother was non responsive, almost unrecognizable. Red gushed from his nose and mouth, his eyes closed and purple around the edges. Glancing down further, Lucifer winced. His brother had clearly wet himself. What a disgusting display.
Luci quickly got up. He sighed, irritated at the mess Mammon made. Regrettably, Lucifer didn't think this far. He'd have to clean up this mess before his brother regained his consciousness.
He shook his head, "What a pain..."
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Mammon was dizzy. It took all his strength to open his eyes. He wasn't in his room, instead he was laying in someone else's bed. There at the edge of it was his brother. Anxiety immediately clawed at his being, making tears well up against his will.
Soft sobs is what caught Lucifer's attention. He turned around, staring at the hopeless display. He got up, sitting next to his pitiful sibling.
He has to admit, he may have gone too far. But...his pride wouldn't allow him to say that out loud.
He was caught off guard when Mammon's trembling arms wrapped around his chest.
"I-ii'm S-s-soo S-Sor-r-ryy-y!!" Mammon heaved into Lucifer's uniform, his words barely comprehensible through his hiccups, "I-iits-s a-all-l m-my-y fa-ault!!"
The prideful demon chuckled, something dark hidden within his hollow soul was satisfied.
"You're finally right about something for once, little brother."
Mammon's grip got weaker until it ultimately gave out. He fell back onto the bed, his cries stopped as he passed out again. Probably due to his hyperventilating.
His brother really suffered this time, physically and emotionally. And still, after all that, Mammon dared to hug his sadistic bloodline.
Lucifer smiled at this.
What a cute baby brother he had.