The day after the Doji Maji incident, things were shockingly peaceful in the House of Lamentations. Satan and Lucifer were still in each other's bodies, but they no longer seemed to be fighting over the smallest of issues. Satan(Lucifer) was still weary of his wrathful brother, but Lucifer(Satan) seemed surprisingly chill and nonchalant. He mostly stuck to the library, catching up on his reading while Mammon pestered him like a gnat.

Around lunchtime, Satan(Lucifer) came in and grabbed Mammon by the back of his jacket, dragging him out of the library. Having been enjoying the quiet in the library as well, I perked when he did that.

"Hey, what's going on?" I questioned. "Are you stringing up Mammon again?"

"Not today," Satan(Lucifer) replied. "We're going out shopping, and you're coming as well Isabella."

"Wait, shopping?" Mammon repeated, straightening up as Satan(Lucifer) released his jacket. "Why didn't you say so?! Let's go!"

He bolted for the door as I got up, setting my book aside.

"Shopping, huh?" I asked. "You're being surprisingly generous."

"Are you coming or not, Isabella?"

"I will…" a playful smirk slipped onto my face, "if you call me Belle."

That seemed to surprise Satan(Lucifer). He looked me over, raising an eyebrow as I grabbed my jacket from the coat rack.

"Everyone else calls me Belle, although Asmo seems to enjoy calling me Bella, but you're the only one who insists one using my full name."

Satan(Lucifer) mulled this over for a bit, then moved to hold the door open for me.

"Are you coming, Belle?"

I smiled, grabbing my messenger bag purse before making my way out the door.

…

Heading out into the Devildom Shopping center with the Avatar of Greed turned out pretty much how you would expect. Mammon was like a little kid in a toy store, pressing his face up against the glass of every window and ogling the goods inside.

"Oh man!" he cheered, pointing at some sparkling gems in a jewelry store window. "Check it out! It's a super-rare magic stone! Ooh, and it's on sale as today's featured item too?! Wow that's cheap! Crazy cheap! If I broke it into smaller pieces and sold those individually, I'd make serious bank..."

He began laughing to himself, rubbing his hands together as both Satan(Lucifer) and I rolled our eyes. Once he was finished with his greed induced fit, he turned to his brother and put on a pleading expression, clasped hands and everything.

"Lucifer, my favorite big brother! You gotta buy that for me! You gotta!" When Satan(Lucifer) and I both just kept walking, he moved in front of up to continue his pleads. "C'mon, I gotta have it! I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta! If you don't buy it for me, I'm gonna be real sad… I'll end up cryin'.. I'll throw a tantrum… and you don't want that, do ya?"

"What are you, five?" I questioned, shaking my head as Satan(Lucifer) wrapped an arm around me.

"Leave him be, Belle," he told me. "Pretend you don't know him."

"Know who?" I quipped, getting a chuckle out of my companion.

"Lucifer..." Mammon whined. "Come on… I mean, how is this fair? You literally dragged me out here to go shopping with you, and you're not even gonna reward me for it? It's just a magic stone. Puh-lease?!"

"Okay, seriously Mammon, grow up," I snapped. "You're a frikken demonic Avatar, so start acting like one, and not like a bratty, entitled kid."

"And honesty, a reward?" Satan(Lucifer) scoffed. "The entire reason I brought you along with me to begin with was to get you away from Satan. When you two pair up, nothing good ever comes of it, especially when I am expected to clean up the mess." He sighed, shaking his head and just looking tired. "Tomorrow is my big speech. It's almost time, and yet we're still trapped in each others' bodies. I have no guarantee that I will be back to myself in time."

"Look Lucifer," I spoke up. "Maybe you should just bite the bullet and ask Satan to do it."

"Belle's right," Mammon agreed. "I mean, you're kinda outta options anyway. All ya gotta say is, 'Satan, no funny business this time. Give the speech and be done with it'."

"I have no intention of begging him for his help," Lucifer declared, his voice hard. "And even if I did, I have no guarantee he wouldn't use the opportunity to do something nefarious."

"You sure about that?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Positive. This is Satan we're talking about. I highly doubt he would simply do as I asked."

"I think you're letting old feelings keep you from seeing the truth," I insisted. "I mean, after everything that went down in Doji Maji, Satan seems to have mellowed out. He's genuinely changed, at least a little bit. Enough that he's not actively seeking out ways to make your life hell."

"Exactly!" Mammon declared, gesturing to me. "Belle sees it too! He's… how do I put it… He's lost that bitterness he had. Or, at the very least, he's not as bitter and stuff anymore."

"Come on, Belle," Satan(Lucifer) insisted, attempting to usher me away. "I'm going to head inside this store over here."

"Oh no you don't," I declared, slipping free of his arms. "Don't try and dodge this. You know we're right."

"No, you're not," Satan(Lucifer) told me, shaking his head. "Demons don't change so easily, Belle, especially not Satan. Since the day he came into this world, his entire purpose in life has been to defy me. And now, you two are suggesting he's changed? It's his very nature to oppose me, and a demon's nature doesn't change overnight."

"We're not saying he's been completely revamped, but he's not as bad as before," Mammon insisted. "Like, just this morning, I told him we should totally use the fact that he looks like you to our advantage. I said we should scam random folks, make some easy money… but Satan wasn't having any of it. He was like," he straightened up, putting on a mocking face, "'Nah, I'm tired of doing stuff like that' and 'eh, too much work'. Usually, he'd jump at an opportunity like that, but now he's no fun at all."

"Barring all that 'no fun' stuff, Mammon's right," I spoke up. "Before the game, Satan would have done anything if it meant making your life difficult. But now, he's not interested."

Satan(Lucifer) didn't seem to be listening to me, his eyes locking onto Mammon with a familiar, angry glare.

"Mammon..." he snarled, rage radiating off his stolen body. "Did I hear you correctly? You were planning on taking advantage of the fact that Satan looks like me to scam random folks?"

"Uh oh..." Mammon gulped.

"MAMMON?!"

"Oh boy..." I groaned, stepping back. "Here we go again..."

…

Sometime later, the three of us had made it to Hell's Kitchen, sitting down in a corner booth. Mammon was nursing a rather large bump on his head, as well as a bloody nose. He groaned, rubbing his head and wiping his nose.

"Did you really have to hit me that hard?" he grumbled, glaring at Satan(Lucifer.

"You were the one plotting nefarious things with his body," I reminded him. "You were basically asking for it."

"Just be grateful, I'm not in my real body," Satan(Lucifer) growled. "Otherwise, things would have turned out a lot worse for you."

"I know, I know, but it still frikken hurts, no matter who's the one doing the hurting!" Mammon snapped.

"Not to worry," Satan(Lucifer) assured his brother, a sadistic smirk on his face. "I'll be back to my old self soon enough. Then we'll do something about the overly lenient beatings you've been getting while I've been in Satan's body. I'll make up for that pain deficit all at once."

Mammon whimpered as I just shook my head.

"You will never learn, will you Mammon?"

"Ignore him, Belle," Satan(Lucifer) told me. "Order yourself something to eat, I'm certain you're hungry."

Indeed, I was quite hungry, and the food in Hell's Kitchen was very good. I hadn't been here since Beel treated me to food after our pact, since Grimm was rather short, and things had been so insane. I ordered some triomote musk hog chops with roasted devil root, which I found were pretty close to potatoes. Oddly enough, brussel sprouts were quite common in the Devildom, and being a fan of them, I was quite happy with the veggie being available. I'm not sure what Mammon ordered, but I think it was something from the more expensive part of the menu. Shockingly, Satan(Lucifer) seemed rather nonplussed about it.

"Enjoy your food," he told us, watching as he ate with a smile on his face. "Considering the abruptness of this trip, I suppose some reward is in order, so eat as much as you want."

"Thanks Lucifer," I said, munching happily on one of the devil roots.

"Yes, thank you!" Mammon cheered. "I take back everything I said. You're the best, Lucifer!"

We ate in peace, Satan(Lucifer) daintily eating what was on his plate while Mammon chowed down in an almost Beel like fashion. I just did my best to use my manners, and soon, the meal was over. Mammon leaned back in the booth, patting his stomach and smiling.

"Man, that was good… I can't eat another bite."

"Yep, me neither," I agreed. "Thanks again."

"If you wish to thank me, then you can compensate me for all that food you ate through hard work," Satan(Lucifer) declared, his tone serious, as if he truly expected repayment.

Mammon's face fell, becoming an expression of betrayal. I sighed, shaking my head.

"I knew it. I knew there was something fishy about all this." I sat up, crossing my arms. "Alright. What do you have in mind?"

"I'm heading up to the human world, and you two are coming with me."

That threw both me and Mammon for a loop. I'll admit that the idea of returning to the human world, even for a little bit, was beyond enticing. The feel of the artificial sun from the Doji Maji game had left me wanting for a real walk in the sun, and I was feeling a little homesick. Mammon, on the other hand, just seemed more surprised than anything.

"The human world? Like, for real?! We get to go to the human world?!" A massive grin broke out on the greedy demon's face. "This is awesome! I mean, that sounds like a ton of fun!"

"I have to agree with Mammon," I said. "A trip to the human world does sound nice. I'd go, even if you weren't holding lunch over me."

"Took the words right out of my mouth, Belle," Mammon declared, a wistful expression creeping onto him as he looked out into the distance. "Man, it's been some time since I've gotten to go up there for fun. I used to corrupt human souls left and right, and make a bunch of money doing it too. Then, I'd go on a massive spending spree! Oh, this is gonna be great!"

Mammon's bragging reminded me of the company I was keeping and I felt an uneasiness wash over me. My earlier excitement waned and I turned to Satan(Lucifer) with a concerned expression.

"Why exactly are we going to the human world?"

"Because of the cursed book that started this entire debacle," Satan(Lucifer) explained calmly. "I looked into the witch who created the book and found that she is still alive. As the curse's creator, it is only logical that she would have a counter-curse that will return me to my proper body."

Now it was Mammon's turn to be hit with a wave of uneasiness. He tensed hard when the word "witch" had been thrown out, and had been wracking his brain attempting to figure out which witch (LOL) Satan(Lucifer) was referring to.

"Wait a moment..." he muttered. "A witch that specializes in cursed tomes… and crafted a body switching curse..." His eyes widened and he gasped. "Uh… y'know what? I think I'm gonna go ahead and sit this one out… bye!"

He attempted to vault out of the booth as Satan(Lucifer) rolled his eyes.

"Belle, would you mind?"

"Mammon, Stay!"

Mammon dropped to the ground right in the middle of the restaurant. He yelped as he did, his pact bracelet locking onto the ground. The wait staff, to my surprise, merely walked around him and ignored his struggles. A few of the patrons whipped out their D.D.D's, no doubt revelling in Mammon's misfortune. I was almost certain some photos were gonna end up on Devilgram before the night was up.

"Did you really think you would escape so easily?" Satan(Lucifer) snarked. "I require your assistance, so no matter what, you will be coming along."

"Why Mammon?" I asked. "I get the feeling it's more than just keeping him away from Satan."

"An astute observation, Belle. You see, this particular witch is actually a big fan of both Satan and Mammon. Having the two demons she favors, even if it's just Satan's body, will increase our chances of receiving the help we need."

"And me?"

"Simple. As long as we're going to be in the human world, I imagine having one along with us will come in handy."

"Why me..." Mammon sobbed.

"Where exactly are we going?" I questioned, ignoring the greedy demon.

Satan(Lucifer) smiled. "London."

…

After dealing with our tab, Satan(Lucifer) led me and Mammon back through the Devildom. Although, I suppose it would be more appropriate to say he was leading me, and Mammon was being dragged around by his pact. He had attempted to remain exactly where I'd dropped him, but a quick "Come" command had him trailing behind me on that ever helpful invisible leash.

"No, no, no, no, no!" he cried out, trying to dig his heels into the cobblestone streets to no avail. "I don't wanna! I'm not goin' to any human world! Don't make me!"

Satan(Lucifer) whirled around, looking utterly furious.

"If you don't shut up right this second, I promise that one of the first things I'll do once I'm back in my real body is string you up and hang you upside down for a thousand years!"

Mammon whined, but did stop shouting. He didn't, however, stop his attempts at escaping. Ignoring his futile efforts, I turned my attention to our guide.

"So, how do you get to the human world? When I came here, I just remember blacking out and waking up in the Student Council room."

"Oh, there are more than a few methods. One such method is to use an eternal magic seal." At my look, Satan(Lucifer) cracked a smile. "It's a passage between worlds that has existed since ancient times. There are several throughout the Devildom, including one right… here."

We all stopped at a crossroads, where the cobblestones split apart to reveal a very intricately designed summoning circle. It was covered in runes from a language I couldn't even begin to comprehend, and there was a hum of power around it, a slight red glow rising from it.

"So, demons can come and go between this realm and my realm as much as they want?" I asked.

"Not exactly," Mammon declared, glaring at the circle with mild disdain. "Pretty much the only demons allowed to use these things are Lucifer, Barbatos, and Diavolo. The rest of us need written permission or an escort, both of which are nearly impossible to get. I mean, how is that even fair? Other demons wanna be able to use 'em too!"

"Originally, there was no such policy, however," Satan(Lucifer) cast a bitter glance at his brother, "some problems up in the human realm necessitated its inclusion."

I groaned, rubbing my eyes.

"Let me guess, someone would go up and make trouble with the locals?"

"Local witches, actually," Satan(Lucifer) corrected. "Landed himself in many pacts, and in serious debt that he is still trying and failing to get out off."

Mammon chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his head before swallowing hard. Both Satan(Lucifer) and I ignored him and returned to our conversation.

"So, what are the other ways to get to the human realm?" I wondered.

"Well, there's the classic route. Essentially, you walk through all eight layers of the Devildom on foot."

"No way!" Mammon shouted. "Not happening! Way too much trouble!"

"Sounds like," I agreed. "Though the eight layers thing is surprising. I thought there were seven… or is it nine?"

"A common mistake," Satan(Lucifer) told me. "There are eight, but miscounting is quite easy to do, especially with the number of demons and obstacles one can encounter along that route. Luckily for all of us, I have no intention of utilizing that particular route. It's far too long, and I doubt your psyche would survive the trip."

Now it was my turn to swallow hard, a shudder passing through me.

"Right..." I let out. "I keep forgetting where I am."

"So I've noticed. Continuing on, a third way to travel to the human world is to have a magically gifted person like a witch or a sorcerer summon you there. It sounds simple, but there are several limitations to that approach. Mammon is well acquainted with them, so have him fill you in later."

"Will do," I nodded, to which Mammon just shivered.

"No witches," he muttered, holding himself and trembling slightly. "Not witches, no witches..."

"Alright, alright, we get it, you're terrified of witches," Satan(Lucifer) said flatly as he bent down to touch the circle. "Now, let us be off."

He placed both hands on the circle, closed his eyes, then let out a long breath. Nothing happened, which left both me and Mammon just standing there awkwardly. Satan(Lucifer) opened his eyes, looking at the circle in confusion. Mammon and I did the same, my greedy companion even patting himself down and cleaning his glasses for good measure.

"Uh… we're still here."

"What?" Satan(Lucifer) let out, looking completely flummoxed. "This- This shouldn't have happened. We should be in London..."

I looked down at the circle, then at Satan(Lucifer). It clicked for me in that moment, and I felt some embarrassment for the flip flopped demon.

"Uh… Lucifer? Remember how you said only you, Diavolo, and Barbatos could use this thing without permission? Well… you're not you right now. You're Satan. So… that means-"

"You don't have permission to use the circle!" Mammon exclaimed, suddenly cackling. "It recognizes you as Satan, not yourself! Oh this is rich!"

I could almost feel the blow that Lucifer's pride took with that information, his face turning red as his fists clenched. I winced in sympathy for him, but kept my comments to myself, knowing it wouldn't help the situation at all.

"Well, guess we're not going to the human world after all!" Mammon cheered, clearly grateful to be avoiding running into any witches. "Nope, not like this! You'll just have to wait for it to wear off naturally, and just swallow that pride of yours and ask Satan for help! Of course, I could ask him for ya, sparing you that awkward encounter. I'll have to charge you, seeing as my services aren't free, but I'll apply the family discount-"

"That won't be necessary," Lucifer(Satan) declared.

Mammon jumped, Satan(Lucifer)'s head shot up, and I turned to see the possessed eldest leaning against a lamp post.

"I hate speeches," he announced, approaching us. "They're a giant hassle, and I've got no intention of agreeing to give one."

"Satan?" Mammon let out. "What are you doing here?"

"And how long have you been standing there?" I added.

"Long enough to hear everything," Lucifer(Satan) replied, approaching the circle and crouching down next to Satan(Lucifer). "So, shall we get going?"

"Get going?" Mammon asked, his eyes going wide. "Wait, don't tell me you actually wanna go to the-"

"The human world?" Lucifer(Satan) interjected, smirking a bit. "Yes, I do. How else will we find the witch who created this curse? We do need to switch us back sooner rather than later, and seeing as I'm technically Lucifer right now, I'm the only one who can use this thing."

Satan(Lucifer) seemed to recover from the earlier blow to his ego, straightening up and giving his possessed body a withering stare.

"Don't think this means I owe you anything."

"Of course not," Lucifer(Satan) replied, his smirk never waning. "This was never about incurring any debts with you. No, I'm simply tired of walking around in your body and want my own back. I've had all the fun I can."

Satan(Lucifer) let out a small growl, but said nothing as he and his brother both focused on the magic circle.

"Oh, NOW you get along!" Mammon exclaimed. "Look, if you wanna go see this witch or whatever, fine! Just don't make me go-"

That's when the magic of the circle began to activate, the red glow of the runes becoming swirling, mystic energies that began engulfing all of us. We all braced ourselves as we were literally ripped from the Devildom in blinding light, everything going white.

…

When the light settled and the spots cleared from my vision, I looked around to see where we were. From what I could tell, we were in what looked like a cellar of some sort. There were shelves and shelves of various glass bottles, as well as a few barrels here and there. The entire area smelled like a sunken brewery, and there was a sign hanging on the door at the top of some musty cobblestone steps.

"To all Unearthly Visitors, Please Knock."

Above us, I could hear people walking around, as well as the sound of various instruments being played. Satan(Lucifer) cocked an ear at the music, taking a listen.

"Certainly one of Crowley's better bands," he remarked, adjusting his jacket. "Come along, we can't waste time here."

"Uh..." I let out, looking around, "where is here?"

"I know this place..." Mammon said with a grin. "We're at Hell's Gate Tavern! I love this place! They have the best dark beers in the mortal realm!"

Before we could stop him, Mammon bolted through the door and into what I could only assume was the main part of the tavern. I went to stop him, but both Satan and Lucifer caught me by the arm.

"Wait," Lucifer(Satan) warned, keeping an arm in front of me to keep me from charging ahead.

"You might wish to cover your ears as well," Satan(Lucifer) told me.

I cocked my head in confusion, but did as I was told. Mammon grasped the handle of the door and flung it wide open.

"Hello London!" he cheered.

A dead silence seemed to fill the bar, the music coming to a grinding halt, and any idle chatter dying in the wake of Mammon's abrupt interruption. Lucifer(Satan) held up three fingers, then two, then one. As he lowered the final finger, a massive hand grabbed Mammon by the front of his shirt, pulling him out of view of the door, the door slamming shut.

"Uh..." I let out, more than a little nervous. "What just-"

"Oh no," Lucifer(Satan) said in a clearly fake concerned tone. "It seems Crowley noticed Mammon's entrance. We best go save him."

Satan(Lucifer) just let out a long sigh, shaking his head and pinching the bridge of his nose. His eyes seemed to squint at the visible headache he was getting.

"Just once… I'd like to go somewhere that Mammon does not owe a debt to..."

"Maybe we're lucky and it's not too much this time," Lucifer(Satan) replied, taking slow deliberate steps towards the door.

"Uh, hang on," I spoke up, slowly removing my hands from my ears, "Why was I supposed to cover my-"

An ear piercing shriek of terror and pain ripped through the air. I recognized it as one of Mammon's, the greedy demon having let out similar shrill screams after Lucifer found his credit card bill. I shuddered and felt myself freeze in place. The two brothers still with me gently ushered me towards the stairs.

"That's why," Satan(Lucifer) explained.

"Glad to see his time on the mortal plane hasn't diminished Crowley's sadistic methods," Lucifer(Satan) remarked, smirking a bit. "He was one of my favorite teachers."

"Let's just hope that he doesn't hurt Mammon too badly," Satan(Lucifer) said with a shake of his head

…

After we finally managed to drag Mammon away from the tavern, Crowley shaking his fist at a skittish Mammon as Lucifer reluctantly paid his brother's overdue tab, the four of us stepped out into beautiful, sunny London. I will admit, I was completely in awe of everything I was seeing, given I had never left the United States. London had always been on my list of places to visit, to which I blame a lot of BBC TV and the Harry Potter movies. I probably looked like any other american tourist, though I imagine my three unearthly handsome escorts were probably drawing more stares. I was grateful we were all dressed in our casual attire, because the RAD Uniforms would have just made this even crazier.

"I can't believe we're actually in London..." I said quietly.

"I thought you were from the human world, Belle," Mammon remarked. "Wouldn't you be used to all this?"

"I'm a college student living in a flat in Texas. Aside from the Devildom, I've never left the states. London is on a completely different continent."

"So long as you are able to help us adapt to this realm, that doesn't matter," Satan(Lucifer) told me.

From there, we made our way to King's Cross station, clearly with the intention of boarding a train. I was more than a little giddy to be riding on an actual train. The fact that this was the station where the Harry Potter books had the infamous Platform 9 ¾ also had my little nerdy heart pounding. And apparently, I wasn't the only one going crazy.

"Belle, look!" Mammon exclaimed, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards a shop inside the station itself. "This place is selling official Harry Potter merchandise!"

"I never pegged you for a Potterhead," I remarked, allowing him to pull me along.

"Why not? The movies were awesome! And this place is where they were filmed!" We reached the shop, and Mammon's eyes instantly landed on some of the movie based candies on display. "Look! They have chocolate frogs, those every flavor beans, and even licorice wands! We have to get some! We gotta!"

"And how exactly do you intend to pay for them?" Satan(Lucifer) questioned as he and his flipped brother approached us. "I've already paid off your debt with Crowley, and I have no desire to buy anything more for you."

"Unfortunately, all I have on me is about 4 dollars in american dollars, and like…" I pulled my wallet out of my bag, taking a look, "50 Grimm. No british pounds."

"And I sure as hell don't have any human world currency on me!" Mammon declared, almost as if he was proud of the fact.

"You never have any money, Mammon," Lucifer(Satan) retorted, "regardless of the world you're in."

"Hey, it's not like I don't got any money at all!" Mammon argued. "I'm just always either savin' it all up or spending it like crazy. So I never have any on hand, that's all!"

Satan(Lucifer) groaned, shaking his head.

"You truly are a demon's demon, Mammon..."

By this point, I was just ignoring my demonic companions, window shopping through the store. They had various robes from the different houses, several t-shirts, replica wands, and many posters. I kept my hands to myself, a trait drilled into me by my mom when I wasn't going to buy something, until I found myself standing in front of a small display with several keychains and other oddities.

"Ooh," I let out as I gently cradled one of the keychains. "A chocolate frog keychain. And it looks almost real enough to eat."

"Good eye, Belle!" Mammon declared, startling me as he basically materialized next to me. "You want one, don't you? C'mon, I know a spark of greed when I see it. You're thinking 'it's just a keychain. Surely Lucifer won't begrudge me something so small, especially since I'm doing him such a HUGE favor by coming to the human world for him'."

"Actually, I was thinking that it looks cool, but since I don't have money for myself, I'm gonna get it. I'm not you, Mammon."

"Don't lie to me, Belle," Mammon ribbed, scooping up the keychain and dangling it in front of me. "You want it, I can tell. You know that these aren't sold anywhere else but here, and you're worried you'll never get a chance to bring back a souvenir from probably your only trip to Europe."

I'll admit, he had me there. I really did want some sort of souvenir to prove that this really happened to me, and that this wasn't one the various detailed dreams I'd had since coming to the Devildom. (Trust me, I've had so many centered on the brothers. Vampire centric ones, an Arabian Nights one, an Alice in Wonderland one, and even a Cinderella one. I blame those last two on a disney movie marathon I had with Beel while I was stuck in his room.)

"Well..." I reluctantly spoke up. "Maybe a little..."

"Perfect!" Mammon cheered. "We can get two! That way we have matching keychains! Lucifer, please! Can you really deny Belle such a small token after everything?"

Seeing my face, Satan(Lucifer) let out a light chuckle, approaching us with a smile.

"Very well, it seems I have no choice," he said as he scooped up four keychains.

He proceeded to the checkout counter, paying for the keychains as Mammon looked confused.

"Uh… hang on. Why do you have four? We only need two. One for me and one for Belle."

"There are four of us here," Satan(Lucifer) pointed out, pulling out a five pound note from his wallet. "Thus, I am buying four keychains."

"What?!" Mammon whined. "So now you, me, and Satan are gonna have matching keychains?! Why's it gotta be like that?! Ugh, that's just gross!"

"Well, Lucifer," Lucifer(Satan) chimed in, "it seems Mammon doesn't want one. Think it's too late to put one back? You can save the 1.29 you would have spent on his and just get the three for us."

Realizing his whining was having the opposite effect, as usual, Mammon quickly backtracked.

"No… wait, I do want one! I totally do! I gotta have one…!"

"That's what I thought," Satan(Lucifer) declared, tossing one of the keychains at Mammon. "Now take your gift and stop whining." He then turned to me, holding out another one. "Here you go Belle. Thank you for putting up with this trip, as well as my brother's shenanigans."

I smiled and claimed the keychain, already fishing my keys out of my bag to attach it. As I did, I watched Lucifer(Satan) take his, accepting the gift graciously. Mammon continued to pout, but did attach the keychain to his pant loop, muttering to himself. I looked down at mine, smiling a bit as I realized what it really symbolized. I'm not sure when it happened, but at some point during this whole body switching misadventure, I had finally managed to break the ice with Lucifer. Maybe my plans to earn his respect weren't as far fetched as I initially believed.

"Belle, hurry up!" Satan(Lucifer) called out from outside the shop. "The train's about to leave without us."

"Coming!" I called, shoving my keys back into my bag before rushing to catch up.