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It is 4AM in the Devildom... An hour and a half before Barbatos usually gets up.. unfortunately, he can kiss his morning routine goodbye, because last night he didn't close the baby gate on Diavolo's door... And now he's being rudely awakened by tiny little hands and the most adorable little voice ever..
'Good morning! Good morning!'
'*yawwwwn*... Ugh... Good morning young master...'
'breakfast now please!'
'its too early... Go back to bed..'
'but tummy wants breakfast..'
'tummy can have breakfast later.. Barbatos needs to sleep...'
'ok..'
Half an hour passes.... Barbatos is awoken by King Hades (Diavolo's father).
'ugh.. Young Master...'
'not him, Lord Hades..'
'ugh... That's worse...'
'*sigh*.. my offspring won't stop bugging me for breakfast, get up and make him something to eat..'
'of course your majesty...'
Barbatos gets up and gets himself dressed, then goes to the kitchen and begins making Diavolo's favourite breakfast. Cheesy scrambled eggs. Or, as they're labeled in the young prince's dictionary, 'eggy bits'.
'why does he call them eggy bits?'
'well, my Lord, I was talking about trying to get eggy bits off of my spatula once and he overheard me and now won't accept that they're called scrambled eggs and I cannot be arsed fighting a toddler on the topic of breakfast items..'
'my eggy bits ready yet?'
'they'll be ready soon Young Master..'
'but tummy wants them now!'
'i know, but if I give them to you whilst they're not completely cooked then you'll be sick and we won't be able to go outside later, and you don't want that, do you?'
'*le gasp*! Oh no!'
'that is right young master! Oh no indeed!'
It's been 10 minutes... The Young Master's breakfast is ready..
'there you are..'
Diavolo sits down at the dining table and starts eating his eggs.. he spots his father bringing a drink towards the table and is automatically interested..
'ooh! What's that?'
'this is coffee..'
'i have some please?..'
'of course you can!'
'be careful Young Master, it's very bitter and hot-'
'WAAAAAAHH!'
It turns out that the new cool drink that his father has isn't so cool after all...
'Oh dear..'
'oh stop crying! Honestly!'
'Your Majesty, he's just had his tongue burnt and tasted the most bitter thing he's ever tasted.. he needs to be consoled..'
'just put him in the cupboard until he shuts up! children should be seen and not heard!,
'well I personally think that's a load of nonsense! Just because they are small, that does not mean that they are void of feelings.. and yes, they may be annoying, but they are not imbeciles, rather, tiny people who lack the necessary knowledge and understanding to act mature.. why should we punish someone for simply not knowing? Why not guide them instead?..'
'i dislike your way of thinking..'
'and I dislike yours, but here we are... Come on young master, I'm here..'
Barbatos scoops the young prince into his arms and walks away from the king, rubbing his back..
'o-owww...'
'I know, little one... I know you don't like it..'
'f-father scary...'
'i know he is... He gets very grumpy sometimes.. and he's not very nice, is he?'
'no..'
'i thought so... Right, let's get you some warm whisky, that'll help you..'
Barbatos heats some whiskey over a fireplace, then pours a bit into a cup for Diavolo, diluting it with some water...
'here, let's dilute this for you, we do not need you to get drunk, you are already a nuisance whilst sober..'
He gives the cup to Diavolo and he happily drinks it..
'there, that's done...'
'a snack now..'
'you want food again?! Wow, you must be going through a big growth spurt.. only an hour has passed since your breakfast!'
Barbatos heads to the kitchen and gets out Diavolo's plate..
'are you feeding him AGAIN?!'
'i am indeed... The Young Master is hungry..'
'do not feed him! Show him who's in charge!'
'i will not be doing that... He has declared that he is hungry, it is my duty as the adult in this situation to make sure that his needs are taken care of..'
'you have very unconventional philosophies when it comes to raising children...'
'I am aware of that, however I personally think that it is for the better, as most parenting books nowadays are telling you to cause your child physical pain and ignore their feelings... I do not stand for that... I have lived for a long time, I have seen times before this madness started, where children were seen as equals and treated with kindness and understanding... I do not understand what happened to all of that...'
Barbatos prepares some toast for Diavolo and gives it to him..
'There you are Young Mast- AAAHH!'
King Hades has grabbed Barbatos by the collar.
'I said NOT to feed him!'
'P-please my lord, the prince is watching us, can we please take this outside-'
SMACK
Barbatos now has a blunt force wound where the chair leg hit him, just above his eye.. it's dripping blood..
Diavolo is watching, a terrified look in his eyes... He doesn't understand what's going on, or why his father's angry... All he understands is that one person he looks up to is very angry, and the other one has just gotten seriously hurt... All of a sudden, he no longer seems to want his toast.. his little mind is more focused on the scene Infront of him, scanning to make sure that his father doesn't hurt him next..
The butler notices this, and as soon as King Hades has left the room, he's making an attempt to calm down the young prince..
'im alright young master.. w-we were just playing a little game together, and your father accidentally hurt me! But don't worry, I'm alright!'
He's not alright... His vision's been affected by the injury... In his right eye, where the scar is, it's a mix between blur and a wonky depth perception... He also can't feel a patch of skin around the injury due to nerve damage..
'you bleeding...'
'i-i am bleeding... But do not.. worry... Young master.. I w-w-will... Be.. b-be..-'
The dizziness from the concussion sets in as the adrenaline wears off.. it's not a pretty sight... Barbatos is on the floor, unconscious, choking on his own sick, turning blue as he's just left there, Hades watching him in apathy, and Diavolo watching in horror... He doesn't understand what's happening.. but it doesn't look good...
Barbatos is eventually treated in the castle's infirmary..