Kuro-Kun: Mammon has a fun and energetic personality. All the characters are bipolar just so you know. Idk man I felt like writing this. I had a convo with my sister which started this XD I just added more shit.

"I heard you like boys."

Fran froze in his spot and looked around to make sure no one heard. Thankfully everybody was minding their own business and didn't pay attention.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He lied rather dully, ruffling his hair. The gesture made it obvious he was.

"Fran, I'm your mother. Don't expect to get away with lies."

The boy sighed. "Whatever." Receiving a glance from Mammon, his mother.

"Come on honey, why do you like boys? I mean what's so good about them?" She asked as sweet as possible, hoping to get an answer out of him. She didn't intend on it coming out so offensive.

"I can't decide who I like, okay? I can't seen to like girls. If you don't support me then piss off." He growled under his breath, not wanting to deal with crap at the moment.

"Oh honey, I do support you!" Mammon brushed his hair aside and smiled, wanting him to calm down.

"Then why are you so onto me like some homophobe?" Fran was always sensitive to this topic and didn't want to talk about it. Ever. He couldn't help but somewhat overreact. He was a sensitive boy believe it or not.

"I was curious." She responded, shaking her hands in defense, "Do you have a boyfriend-.." She trailed when she met his furious gaze.

"So because I'm gay, I have tons of boyfriends, right?"

"No honey-"

"Some mother you are. I thought you supported me." His voice started to grow and people started to stop in their tracks to stare and whisper.

Great, now she looked like the bad guy.

Mammon pulled him into the Mall bathroom, into the women's restroom and slapped him where nobody was around. He needed some sense knocked into him. "I am your mother, don't talk to me that way!" She began, hushing Fran by continuing, "I gave birth to you, fed you, took care of you and loved you with all my heart." Her voice started to crack a bit. "And I will always love you. I'll accept your decisions and will continue to support you no matter what. Just because you like boys doesn't change the fact that you're my baby boy."

Fran was pulled into a hug. A rather tight one. He could barely breathe. A while after, his shoulder felt wet. Now he felt like the bad guy. "You could rephrase yourself and intend on making the sentence sound positive. And how did you even find out?"

Mammon pulled away, showing her makeup stained face. It was ruined. She quickly washed it, staining her hands a bit and whispered, "I see how you look at that Belphegor boy." Giggled started to emit from her smirking lips and she started waggling them.

Was she bipolar or what? Well he was too, but seriously.

Fran internally screamed. No way he liked that rapist fake prince shit bug. How did he even look at him? With hate? How did his looks become so dreamy- so ugly and handsome an- and stupid! How could he have feelings towards the man he hated so much. "I don't like him!" He squeaked which was surprising even for him.

Mammon laughed, patting his back with her mascara stained hands. "That confirms it too. Go Fran Go!" She fist pumped, accidentally hitting her elbow on the edge of the sink. Hard. "SWEET JESUS GIVE ME MERCY." She cried

Karma did the boy's job, he didn't need to say anything. "Serves you right." He deadpanned. "I'm going to the book store." With that said, he swaggered away, leaving his miserable mom while she cried and laughed at the same time.

"Jesus Fuck."

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