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Two pairs of footsteps could be heard through the hallway of the House of Lamentation. One of them was running for their life while the other was simply pursuing them slowly. It was normal for Mammon to be running away from someone, be it one of his brothers or some debt collectors, but this time was different.
Taking a sharp corner, Mammon barges into MC's room and closes the door as quietly as he could manage under all of his stress.
"You look like you've just seen a ghost. Who is chasing you this time?" Turning around, the second born could see that MC and Levi were playing video games in the corner of the room.
"I bet it's Lucifer, you don't see him looking so scared just from being chased by anyone." Levi snickered to himself.
Making his way towards the corner of the room, Mammon makes a point of sitting between the two of them, glaring at his younger brother, "Will ya shut up already? It's not Lucifer..." Mumbling the last words, he looks anywhere but at the two of them.
"Don't tell me...did you manage to piss of Barbatos?! LMFAO you as good as dead." Leviathan teases him, not bothering to hide his laughter while doing so.
"Even worse, one of the witches came into the house." At the mention of the witch, the room fell silent. MC finally decided to break the silence, hoping that the situation wasn't as bad as they thought.
"Did you forget to pay them by chance?" Putting the game aside, they turn all of their attention to Mammon.
"I've actually given them the money recently; I don't know why she came here, and I didn't stay around for long enough to ask." Just thinking of her sent a shiver down his spine.
Looking towards the door, all too aware of the situation, Leviathan asks, unsure if he wants to hear the answear. "Does she know that you're in this room?" Sure, the witches may only be after Mammon, but anyone could be caught in the crossfire, and the last thing anyone wanted was to run into an angry witch.
"I made sure that she didn't see me enter this room, but it's only a matter of time before she comes here too." Letting out a frustrated grunt, he leans against the wall.
The peace didn't last for long when the door burst open and a tall woman, nearly the same height as Beelzebub, entered the room. She looked like a stereotypical witch, with a pointed hat and a simple black dress. Maybe if they stayed and looked closer, they would have been able to really notice all the accessories, but alas, everyone got up and made a run for the door.
Mammon and MC were the first and only ones to make it out of the room, not bothering to look back. Leviathan was close behind them but got grabbed by a magic hand that the witch controlled. As both Mammon and MC were running, they could hear Leviathan's screams. They knew he wouldn't die, but they were also aware about the fact that they would never hear the end of the rant he would have in the future about 'being left behind'.
They tried to hide in more corners of the house, but they were found each time, getting some of the other demon brothers caught in the crossfire. The only time the witch seemed to slow down was when Satan started to chat with her about magic and cats and when Asmodeus was charming her. She didn't even bother to do anything to Belphegor, she just stepped over his sleeping body and continued to chase after the demon of greed and the human.
As much as they tried to hide, they never made it out of the house before the witch cornered them.
"Finally decided to stop running?" Making her way towards them, she reaches into her bag for something.
"What do ya want with me? I've already given you the money for this month!" Mammon screamed, terrified, at what the witch could possibly be taking out of her bag.
Closing his eyes, he prepares for the worst—a curse or more debt.
"Would you open your eyes? I am not trying to kill you or anything."
Slowly opening his eyes, Mammon sees that she took out a weirdly shaped crow plushie.
" Lyra made it for you for your birthday. She has been working on it the whole week." Finally understanding what happened, Mammon starts looking around the room.
"Did you say that Lyra made it for me? You didn't bring her with you here, did you?"
Rolling her eyes, the witch just hands him the plushie. "Of course not! She somehow still doesn't know that we are witches."
Seeing the look of confusion on MC's face, she starts to explain how everyone decided to hide the existence of magic for a little while longer so she could have a normal childhood. Once she reaches 15, they will start revealing things bit by bit. After explaining anything, she turns with a look of disdain towards Mammon.
"I still don't know why that kid looks up to you so much, but it doesn't matter, after I leave, you better call her and thank her for the gift, or I will curse you to hell and back!" Shooting Mammon a last glance, she takes her leave. Looking down at the crow plushie in his hand, the avatar of greed turns to MC.
"Would you mind helping me find a gift for her after we are done with my party? Since he can't really invite the kid to his party, unlike Luke, he has to make it up to her in some way.