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You’re sitting in Devildom History class, as the teacher droned on and on about some sixteenth century feud between two noble demon houses that was threatening to engulf Devildom in its upteenth civil war, discreetly on your D.D.D. phone when you had an amazing brain wave. It's been a month where you have strategically played a low profile since introducing the sport of tray-on-stairs, and Lucifer no longer seems to be tracking all of your movements with a glare. At this point, you wonder if he has developed a radar for tracking mischief thanks to Mammon and Satan, and you now have the dubious honor of also making that mischief maker list.
Discreetly you write a note, ball it up, and chuck it at Solomon’s desk. He takes the ball of paper and reads your “Can I get something delivered to Purgatory Hall? I don’t want to ruin the surprise” hand scrawled note. Smirking, he gives you a nod, and you go back to shopping on Akuzon on your D.D.D. You click on expedited shipping, wince at the price, and buy it anyway.
You spend most of the class pondering the best course of action, and how to enlist the help you need. No sooner is the class done that you ignore Solomon rising to talk to you, and make a beeline to the Student Council Room.
***
You’re in the middle of making dinner two days later when you get a text from Solomon, stating that your package has arrived and you’re welcome to pick it up anytime you want. You texted Solomon back letting him know you’re stopping by Purgatory Hall after dinner.
And promptly try to forget everything and anything about your purchase. Lucifer still glances your way throughout dinner, but you try to act as normal as possible.
As soon as dinner is done, you head to your room, claiming that you have to study for your Herbology quiz. After 30 minutes, you sneak out of the House of Lamentation and make your way to Purgatory Hall.
Simeon opens the door with a smile, and you chirp at him that you’re here to pick up something from Solomon. He waves you in, and Solomon is actually making his way down to the entrance and points to the box currently sitting in the foyer with your name on it. Intrigued, both the angel and wizard ask you about your latest purchase. With a twinkle in your eye, you unbox the costume and hold up your prize. Solomon’s eyes widen and Simeon just looks confused.
“I’m not sure I understand,” the angel murmurs.
You hold up your hand in the universal waiting motion. You put the batteries in the battery pack, step inside the costume and prepare for the final reveal of you in ALL OF YOUR INFLATED T-REX COSTUMED GLORY.
Solomon just laughs heartily, which makes Luke pop his head out from the kitchen.
“What is going on?” Luke chirps, wearing an apron.
You turn around and spot the tiny blonde cherub, and did your best attempt to run at him, your T-Rex costume forcing you into a very rapid waddle.
Luke meeps in terror and incredulity, and Solomon is officially on the floor laughing his wizardly ass off. Even Simeon has to chuckle at your dinosaur shuffle.
“Hey Solomon, you think you can cast a spell on this costume?” you wheeze as you jogged back to them.
“For you, darling, I will try my best,” the wizard grins, eyes twinkling.
Which is how he ends up videoing Luke, Simeon and you in a dinosaur suit doing a complicated choreographed dance, complete with a very passable moonwalk that you have to give Levi credit for teaching you how to do.
Your D.D.D. goes off with Lucifer asking you to take Cerberus out for a walk. Beel has also volunteered to help you out, but you have another brain wave. After swearing your fellow exchange students into secrecy because everyone once should have the sheer joy of being surprised, you jog your way out of Purgatory Hall.
***
For once, Cerberus doesn’t give you shit. He doesn’t even in fact even growl. He just looks at you confusedly. You grab his leash, and Beel helps you attach it to Cerberus’s collar. Beel looks dubiously at you as you’re holding the end of the leash, but you snap the leash, and Cerberus starts off with a trot.
Against the violet twilight sky, your orange skin is luminous, and the Devildom is treated to the UNHOLY SIGHT of Cerberus trotting ahead of a clearly a T-Rex costumed individual who appears to be skipping.
Beel doesn’t understand, but he dutifully videos you walking Cerberus. You did ask for his help. And he did promise he would help you walk Cerberus tonight. He never quite imagined what that would entail.
***
The next morning Deviltube’s most viral videos are a video that @monsolo has uploaded of a dance featuring Luke and Simeon with a T-Rex costumed individual, which most assume is Solomon. @monsolo does nothing to deny the rumors.
The other video is that of a T-Rex costumed individual walking Cerberus, uploaded by @Beel, in the evening light.
You let Mammon talk you into cutting class in the afternoon. If Lucifer is going to summon you into the Student Council Room to give you a lecture, you would rather it be for cutting class than over suspicion that its your dinosaur costume.
***
While out shopping for Mammon, you get a surprising text asking you about where you acquired your dinosaur costume. Careful not to let the white haired demon look at your screen, you send a copy of the link you used.
The beaming demon face sticker is the next text.
Satisfied that all of your transgressions will soon be forgiven, you turn your attention back to Mammon, who seems to be trying to figure out what ice cream flavor he wants.
***
The next afternoon you find yourself in the gymnasium. You managed to persuade Mammon to smuggle the dinosaur costume into RAD because there was no way you would have been able to disguise a large inflatable costume or smuggle it in without some magic. And despite it all, Mammon is the fastest demon in Devildom, with the hugest soft spot for you as much as he would like to deny it.
Also, you did promise he could video the entire thing.
You finally manage to inflate and step into the costume when another inflatable T-Rex waddles toward you. You can practically feel Lord Diavolo’s beaming smile even with his face completely covered. He trots over you, mouthing an incantation that you’re sure are to ensure not just your safety but also to increase movement in the suit.
You start by throwing the Fangol ball to Lord Diavolo. His throws are more controlled than yours, but neither of you are really great at catching the ball based on the tiny arms in the costume. Lord Diavolo starts running down the field, and you do your best to run and try to tackle him. Needless to say, its more like you manage to push his feet but its enough for the plasticky bottom of the feet of the costume to slide, causing him to fall over. Lord Diavolo flails the tiny dinosaur arms before both of you are on the floor laughing hysterically.
“YUKI, PLEASE STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY,” Lucifer’s voice thunders, and you turn around to see Mammon cringing, a pissed off Lucifer by his side, and Satan and Levi immediately behind them.
“And Solomon, I EXPECTED better from you,” Lucifer continues acidly.
“Uh, Lucifer, this isn’t Solomon,” you start to say before Lord Diavolo cuts you off.
“Lucifer, my friend, are you feeling left out?” Lord Diavolo’s voice fairly booms in the gym.
Mammon, Satan and Levi’s mouths are all agape. Lucifer looks scandalized.
“My lord?” Lucifer asks, as if he had just suffered an auditory hallucination, and is looking more like he ingested something that was causing him heartburn.
Lord Diavolo just uses one of the tiny T-Rex hands to wave at Lucifer. Lucifer sighs and rubs his temples.
“This is extremely undignified, Lord Diavolo. I’m surprised Barbatos even allowed you to do this,” Lucifer says, resignation in every exhaled syllable.
“Oh, Barbatos is over there, he seems quite keen on all of this,” Lord Diavolo said gesturing with the giant T-Rex head at a gorilla on the sidelines, with teal pompoms.
“How did I miss a gorilla in the sidelines with teal pompoms?” Satan murmurs.
“OMG,” Levi just breathes, looking like he’s about to hyperventilate.
“We’re just re-creating a human psychological experiment,” you ad-lib. “There’s a very famous video where people are playing basketball, and you’re told to follow the basketball, and because you’re so focused on the basketball, most people miss the gorilla who literally walks across the screen.”
“Where do the costumes come in?” Lucifer asks, his tone icy enough to cause ice cubes to stop melting.
“Clearly we needed something more distracting than just bouncing a basketball, Lucifer,” Lord Diavolo adds sweetly. “And since you’re all here, we can just re-create this experiment but with more people.”
“My liege, I refuse to wear this… costume,” Lucifer declines as politely as he can.
In the end, Lord Diavolo magics three additional costumes for Mammon, Levi, and Satan as Lucifer is tasked with the responsibility of video-ing the five of you in T-Rex costumes playing fangol while Barbatos does cheers on the sidelines, just slightly off-center.