Ritsu: I know that They're the same person and that Beelzebub is another name for Satan, but there's a specific reason I wrote it theis way. When I was researching the Seven Deadly Sins, I also looked up the Demon that represented them and it stated it as Satan being Wrath, Lucifer being Pride, and Beelzebub being Gluttoney. I was a little confused by it as well, but went with it for lack of anything better. I realized that people were going to question that and I meant to put in an author's note before posting, but I forgot... I hope that this is a valid enough reason for you :) Thank you for reviewing.
-Winter
Mephisto stood as still as he was able while Ameri mended his white slacks. Before he knew it, the tear was gone and the slave girl was standing up. As she put the materials away, he noticed something shiny in his pant leg.
"I believe you forgot a- Ow!" Mephisto stared at his now bleeding finger.
Why did his father insist that the pins be made of that accursed Demon metal?
"Please forgive me sir, I thought I had gotten all of them." She said taking the pin from him.
"It's alright." He assured her. "I just need a handkerch-" he was cut off by Ameri closing her mouth around his injured finger.
Mephisto stared at her. Was this a hint at something sexual? A plot of his father's, maybe? She pulled his finger out of her mouth. She the noticed the look on his face.
"I have healing salvia," she said with a shrug. "Sorry, If I have offended you, Mr. Pheles."
He straightened his cape.
"Ah. It's alright. Just warn a guy before you go popping one of their appendages into your mouth."
Ameri had to busy herself to keep from laughing.
Myuki kneeled by Behemoth, petting the strange familiar as Amaimon read a manga. The green cone-haired Demon glanced at Myuki. He took in her cat-like appearance again. Suddenly an idea hit him. The King of Earth stood up off of his bed and began digging in his nightstand drawer.
Myuki was looking at the furry wall in Amaimon's room when she suddenly noticed a little red light.
"Mew?"
The light darted around the room. Myuki crouched, her chin touching the ground. Her tail swished from side to side as her eyes followed the light.
Amaimon watched the Cat-Demoness' butt wiggle before she pounced. He moved the light as she opened her hands to look at her catch. Spotting the red light out of the corner of her eye, she pounced again.
Soon Amaimon had the cat-girl jumping all over the room, trying to catch the light. The next time she pounced he turned off the light. Myuki let out a confused 'mew?' before looking around the room. Amaimon picked up his Manga and resumed reading.
"Ah! You cocksucker!" Erin glared down at the mandrake root in disgust.
Why did the stupid plant not want to come out of the ground?
"You evil plant!"
"The plant didn't do anything."
Erin looked over her shoulder at the Old Woman. She was smiling faintly and smoking.
"It did too! It choose to be stubborn and not come out!"
The woman laughed quietly.
"Dig around the plant until you uncover the ends of all the roots. Then it'll come out."
"That'll take forever!"
"But a little mandrake root goes a long way. That's why we only need three. Did you water the other plants?"
Erin nodded as she hacked away through the soil.
"Yes ma'am."
"Very good. Dig the mandrakes out, then come inside for supper."
The woman left. Erin gave the mandrake the stank eye.
"You're going down, plant. I. Shall. Be. VICTORIOUS!" with that, Erin dug furiously through the ground.
Mephisto watched the Demoness work. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.
"What's with the bandages?" he asked referring to the white medical tape that was wrapped around her torso and abdomen.
"I have been punished, sir."
"Mephisto." He corrected. "What for?"
Ameri didn't look at him.
"For trying to escape, Mr. Pheles."
Mephisto pondered this. Why had his father allowed her to live?
Ameri took notice of his silence.
"Mr. Lucifer and Mr. Asmodeus took pity on my sisters and I if you were wondering, Sir."
A frown took over his features for a second before he regained control of his emotions. Pride and Lust? He could see Asmodeus helping a few pretty slaves out, but not the Lightbringer…
"Tell me everything that happened." He commanded.
Myuki sat once more by Behemoth. She was ashamed of herself. She had let her cat instincts get the better of her…and in front of her new master too! Myuki shuddered and began chewing on her thumb. He was probably thinking of punishments for her right now!
As it turned out, Amaimon was not. The Cat-like girl was on his mind, but he wasn't thinking about punishing her. He was wondering what to do with her. Yes, he had had play things before, but none like this girl. With the games he like to play, she probably wouldn't last long anyway. He watched her chew her thumb. What the hell was he supposed to do with a slave? He could do that one thing Elder Brother was always going on about. First, he had to figure out how it worked….
Erin looked at the bed strangely. Where she was from, the slaves usually didn't get to sleep in bed unless one of the seven princes of Hell (usually Asmodeus) bedded them for the night. She could only remember being in a bed once and that was when Lust had requested her presence. They were too comfy for her tastes. She would rather sleep on the floor like she was accustomed to, but she wanted to prove to the Old Woman that she could fit into the human world. Cautiously, Erin poked the bed with a stick. When nothing happened, she put the stick down and pulled the covers back. She lay down and stared at the ceiling. She hoped her sisters were alright….
Ameri followed a few feet behind Mephisto, as was customary for a slave, to his quarters. She was wondering what he was going to have her do.
'Who the Hell knows with this clown…' she grumbled bitterly in her mind.
Mephisto opened the door to his room and motioned for her to go in ahead of him.
She couldn't help giving him a 'What The Hell?' look.
"That is not customary, Mr. Pheles."
"What I say goes, correct?"
"Correct, Sir…"
He nodded in direction of the room. She headed in with him following behind.
"What do you want me to do, Mr. Pheles?"
"Would it kill you to call me Mephisto?" he asked, putting his hat on a coat rack.
"Possibly."
Mephisto laughed.
She blinked. There was nothing funny about that. She had seen other slaves vaporized for not calling their masters 'Mr' or 'Sir'.
"Have a seat."
He begin to prepare Tea, that had been stocked for him, along with bagels.
"Sir, wouldn't you like me to prepare that for you?" she asked.
"Quiet. Now sit."
Ameri resisted the urge to sigh, and sat. This clown was not like the other Demons…unless he was trying to get her to mess up so he could vaporize her…She shuddered at the thought of Myuki being left down here alone…
Mephisto, whose perverted brain was still on the Slave's mouth being wrapped around his finger, didn't realize he should stop cutting until he felt the bite of Demon metal on his palm. He muttered something then that a gentleman should never say in front of a lady and reached for a paper towel.
In an instant, his slave was by his side.
"You should be more careful, Sir." She said softly as she took his hand in her doll-like ones.
Mephisto adverted his eyes as he small pink tongue licked at the wound on his hand. He was going to be having some very interesting dreams that night…
Myuki yawned. How had the day gone by so fast? Amaimon took notice of her yawning and put down his Manga.
"Sleep?"
"No, sir! I can stay up as long as you need me t-" another yawn hit her.
Amaimon patted the foot of his bed.
"You can sleep here if you like, Toots."
Myuki looked up at him hesitantly.
"Are you sure, Mr. Amaimon?"
He nodded.
The cat-girl curled up at the edge of his bed. He shut off the lights and leaned against his headboard. The Demoness was already fast asleep in that uncanny way cats had. He lifted his hands to his face, his pointer fingers touching his thumbs. He looked through the circles they created.
"Stalk."
