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“What are you doing here?” Lucifer asked, his head tilted in assessment.
Simeon’s polite smile didn’t reach his eyes. “I could ask the same of you.”
The two men stood in the corridor, the temperature somehow rising.
“I was invited by MC,” Lucifer offered.
“My what a coincidence!” Simeon chuckled. “I was invited by MC too.”
Heavy silence settled on the pair. In tact understanding, they both took out their D.D.D. to check the text from Devildom’s resident normal human sent relatively at the same time. Both messages read almost the same as well:
Hey Lucifer/Simeon!
Your presence is requested at the House of Lamentation’s Dining Hall in an hour.
I have a treat for you!
The silence now was accompanied by a heavy shadow hanging over their heads!!! Why hadn’t they realized it sooner.
Lucifer let out a deep sigh. “MC is planning something.”
Simeon affectionately laughed. “Well it’s not the first time.”
Both reached for the door’s handle at the same time, brushing hands. Lucifer quickly recoiled and Simeon’s smile grew into a mischievous grin.
“Let me get that for you,” Simeon said with an abundance of angelic grace they both knew was a teasing act.
“Thank you,” Lucifer replied, brushing imaginary dust off his gloves.
Simeon slowly opened the door to reveal a dark dining hall. They carefully entered, Lucifer about to reach for the lights, when all of a sudden a bright spotlight shined on the dining table. No, rather, it shined on a cake.
The cake was a simple single layer that looked like an amateur baked it with professional help. The white frosting and sprinkles were evenly distributed and there were decorative roses bordering the cake. Yet the most eye-catching thing about this cake was a strange doodle of a creature at the bottom and letters written in frosting that blobbed where the artist hesitated. The writing, strangely enough, read, “CONGRATS ON THE DIVORCE.”
Lucifer: “...”
Simeon: “...”
Amongst the silence, cheers erupted from the dark accompanied by pops of confetti. “Congratulations!” a variety of voices harmonized, confirming much to the pair’s horror that everyone was here. Colorful paper squares rained down over their distraught faces.
The lights flicked on to reveal MC with a giddy smile. They rushed up to grab a hand each from Lucifer and Simeon. “I’m so glad you came!”
“MC.” Lucifer said their name more like a sigh than an actual word. “What is this?” He gestured vaguely around the room.
“Oh!” MC exclaimed enthusiastically. “Well, I know it’s several centuries late but I gotta say I respect that you two made the right decision in getting divorced.”
“MC.” Now it was Simeon’s turn to tilt his head with his signature polite smile. “What do you mean?”
MC laughed. “There’s no need to be shy.” They playfully swung the pair’s arms. “I see your interactions all the time, it is pretty obvious that you two are divorced.”
Lucifer squinted. “This is absolute slander.”
MC nodded sagely. “I understand you don’t like to be open about it. But it’s alright, we all understand!”
Lucifer’s brothers snickered, not trying to hide that they were immortalizing this moment with photos. Lucifer wouldn’t put it past them that there was a livestream blasting this too. Diavolo was the loudest of course, his arms wide in glee.
“Lucifer!” Diavolo boomed. “I know you’re not too open about your time in the Celestial Realm, but it is beautiful to maintain good relationships even if they’re not the same as before.”
MC nodded again.
“Diavolo, why are you here,” Lucifer asked, exasperated.
“Actually,” Simeon interjected. “Why is everyone here?”
MC sighed. “Originally just Luke knew.” Luke gave a little wave from near the cake. “I needed help with the cake, after all. But we were stuck because what kind of cake would be best?”
“That is where I came in,” Barbatos chimed in, hand on his chest.
“Mhm! He was a great help,” Luke beamed.
“Barbatos of course told Dia,” MC continued, gesturing to Diavolo.
He let out a boisterous laugh. “I had to come!!”
MC shook their head but not without fondness. “Ah, also I couldn’t just not tell Belphie and Satan as this involved your dark past, Lucifer.”
Lucifer cast a glare at Belphegor and Satan. Belphegor smirked, obviously taking great pleasure at the situation. The signature Satan smile was pasted on his face as the strategies practically leaked from his mind.
“Also I’m not the best at planning parties so I talked about it with Mammon and Asmo…” MC trailed off and let go of their hands to rub their own arm.
Simeon raised an eyebrow at Mammon and Asmodeus. Mammon gave a large thumbs up. Asmodeus smiled sweetly, one hand not-so-discreetly sending photos to group chats.
“Then like!! There’s only so many people who don’t know!!!” MC threw their arms in the air. “So I told Beel, Levi, and Solomon that I’m having a little party to celebrate Lucifer and Simeon.”
“Lucifer, you and Simeon were married?” Beelzebub asked with brows furrowed. “I didn’t even get you two a wedding gift.” The poor demon was genuinely upset he didn’t get to celebrate the wedding.
“LOL!” Leviathan said, his D.D.D. held up recording everything. “The look on Lucifer’s face when he walked in!!”
“I’m glad I get to know you a bit better, Simeon.” Solomon had a knowing smile. What he knew was unknown.
“So, yeah.” MC sputtered off. “That’s everyone.”
“MC,” Simeon gently began, a hand patting their head. “I am greatly touched that you are celebrating our divorce.”
Lucifer’s head whipped around so fast he almost hurt himself.
It was like energy was injected directly into MC’s blood. “I’m glad!!” They exclaimed. Their eyes sparkled with joy and smiled ever so sweetly.
Well, maybe this isn’t so bad. Lucifer thought.
“Would you like some cake?” MC asked, gesturing to the masterpiece on the table.
Lucifer’s eye twitched. Maybe it is.
“Yes of course.” Simeon said, eyes twinkling as he glanced to his side. “Shall we, Lucy~?”
Lucifer was about to refuse but caught himself hesitating as the full force of MC’s pleading face was pressed onto him. “We shall.” He gritted out.
MC bounced up to give them both a quick kiss on the cheek. “Once more, everyone!”
“Congrats on the divorce!”