Mammon
Mammon's little bird was stiff in his grasp and covered in dirt for some reason but that's an easy fix. Teleporting to his luxury shower in Greed Adam gives him a look of utter confusion. He starts squawking when Mammon strips him of his clothes, trying to fight off the four arms maneuvering him until he's as bare as he was in Eden. Holding his arm so Adam can't try running, Mammon turns on the water and tests it trying to find a comfortable temperature, when he does he drags Adam into the water despite the angel's protests.
Mammon rolls up his sleeves removing his gloves to start cleaning the angel to be presentable for the event he has scheduled in an hour. Adam's hands and wings try to hide his privates as Mammon roughly scrubs lather over the man's body. It's only then that Mammon notices the odd bruises and bite marks littering Adam's body, love marks but from who? Who would touch his pet in Pride and why would Adam allow it? It could be some random woman but the hand shaped bruises on his hips suggest a man.
Mammon places his hand over the handprint, dwarfing the bruise with the size of his own hand. Adam yelps in pain as Mammon squeezes the wound. "What cunt did this?" Mammon's voice is a terrifying calm hiding his anger that someone had the audacity to touch something of his.
Adam does not meet his eyes looking at the green and gold tiles on the wall instead. "None of your business."
Mammon can feel Adam shiver despite the steaming heat of the shower. Mammon glares at the marks wondering who could have made them. "Lucifer?" He asks, wondering if his fellow sin would try to steal the last original human from him.
Adam remains silent but there's a telltale jolt from him when he says the name. Mammon can feel the sparks of rage tickle over his skin but he knows it's not a good idea to try and fight Lucifer given the bullshit with Asmodues recently. Gritting his teeth Mammon forces himself to calm down, he can discipline his pet later for not knowing who he belongs to. For now Adam has to be in good shape for the product roll out of the Adambots. Mammon finishes scrubbing the angel down then rinsing it off, albeit a tab harsher then he should be given the shouts Adam makes.
Shutting off the shower he drags the man out so he can dry him off, shoving him into a chamber he uses to dry his own fur after a shower. Adam acts like he's been sent into an incinerator when the hot air blasts at him, shouting curses and frantically banging at the door to try and open it. After a few seconds the door opens and Adam's feathers and hair looks extremely fluffy as he comes running out gripping on to Mammon like a vice in hopes of not being put back into the machine. Mammon notes down that new fear for later but patronizingly pets Adam's hair in faux care which slowly seems to calm the man who starts to lean into the pets.
Mammon looks through a few clothes he had specifically designed for Adam before settling on one with his favorite shades of green, black, and gold. Handing them to Adam, he happily dresses himself as Mammon smoothies down his feathers to look presentable. Mammon then teleports them into the showcase of the new bots. Adam looks around trying to understand where they are as he's coughing up the green smoke that comes with Mammon's powers.
Along the walls are Adambots in various different outfits. One looks like Adam when he was in Eden with a leaf hiding his shame, and an apple it is nibbling on with juice dripping down from its mouth. Another is in a more priestly outfit, hands clasped in prayer with a rosary around his hands, there is also a bot in a slutty nuns outfit next to it in the same stance. One is in a spikey rockstar leathers with a guitar it's tuning. Some others are in costumes that look like mock versions of the seven deadly sins. Hundreds of other versions and themed lines are shown or advertised to be coming soon.
A few displays are next to the booth Adam is meant to sit at, they show off the things that this bot has over the fizzbots like the wings, combat mechanics, musical skills, and a new bleeding function for the real sickos. Mammon has a raffle set up for which fans actually get to test out the displays so hundreds will file in money for a minor chance to actually touch one of their overpriced bots. Not to mention any add ons like charging stations, and accessories will cost these suckers extra.
"Creepy…" Adam whispers to himself seeing the many synthetic versions standing still in glass boxes.
A few imps are setting up cameras and hellhounds stand by the door ready for the crowd to come pouring in. Demons are stationed at points one walks up to Mammon ready from the Sin to give the word and open the doors. Mammon ussures Adam into the booth, then goes to sit in a web he'd made already with his own personal Glitz, Glam, and Adambots. He gets comfortable making sure he can see Adam clearly as well as see most of the area. Then snaps his fingers signaling for the doors to open.
People roll in fast and savage to the point where it startles Adam by just how many people are tossing money and running to see the hot new things. Mammon has fun watching the masses stumble about taking whatever stuff he sells them. Adam spends a good few hours meeting and signing things for his new fans. A few get kicked out like the creep that wanted Adam to tattoo his signature on his dick, or the girl that showed off her bejeweled ass that had some weird artwork of Adam there. Most know better so thankfully he doesn't have a kidnapping scare like with Fizz.
One of the sample bots is being brutalized next to Adam to show off the gold bleeding function the models have, the mechanical screaming unnerves the first man. Another bot is set to combat bashing the skull of some handsy imp into the ground. Mammon is so glad he worked with Satan to add that, he might not even need to hire security with how good the feature is. Some customers don't even wait till they get home before testing the sexual modes, happily using their new toys in front of the man it's based off of. It's free advertising to Mammon so he doesnt stop them plus it doubles as intimidation for Adam.
Eventually the event comes to a close, all the bots are gone and Adam looks exhausted both physically and mentally. "Is it over yet?" The first man asks head face down on a table he was using to autograph things.
"For the next month? Fuck no, ya dumb cunt. For today…hmm, I'll let ya rest if ya give me a hug." Mammon offers, knowing that if he shows more kindness Adam the man will grow more comfortable with him.
Adam looks up uneasily trying to see the trick Mammon plays but is not practiced enough to find it. Slowly he rises from his chair wrapping his arms around Mammon tiredly hoping the sin will give what was promised. Mammon gives a small squeeze petting the man's back and hair like one would a precious exotic pet. It's not a loving touch but an possessive one, not that Adam realizes that since he's ready to nod off any second.
"Aww, now that's good boy." Adam mumbles something in retort, probably a protest to the comment, not that Mammon cares.
Mammon teleports to Adam's room pushing the man to his bed. The man happily curls up in the blankets that he had made into a sort of makeshift nest before he had left. Mammon chuckles to himself leaning down to give the angel a small kiss on the forehead. He'll play the loving owner until he has Adam back to his usual brazen self then he'll punish his naughty pet for thinking he was allowed to sleep with Lucifer of all people. He may not seem like the patient sort but you can't make a monopoly in a day.
Lucifer
As Mammon appeared Lucifer felt dread the robot next to him that resembled Adam only made him more on edge. Thankfully the fellow sin didn't start a fight just taking back Adam, but it felt wrong to let Adam leave given the angel's hesitance. Lucifer was in a weird spot with Adam but the man hadn't been hostile towards him, if anything he had been ignoring him since they had slept together. Lucifer hadn't slept with anyone since Lilith had left but Adam had seemed receptive, maybe he pushed him too far.
Adam had left already but turmoil still hung over Lucifer's head. Did he want nothing to do with him anymore? Had Adam actually disliked the experience? He had thought they had finally found some common ground. Where did he and Adam stand now? Were they still enemies? Are they friends? Maybe he should ask Ozzie for some advice. He was the one who knew more about relationships than him.
Charlie seemed happy with the new garden Adam had suggested at least. The residence didn't seem half as excited about the upkeep they would have to do. Lucifer didn't really care but he did wonder why Adam had suggested it, it's not like he seemed to actually believe Charlie's redemption ideas. He possibly did it to help Lucifer get closer to Charlie, if so he was grateful to Adam but he had no way of knowing if that was the real reason.
A few days had passed and they had all returned to the way they were before Adam had appeared. A small duck version of Adam now stares holes into Lucifer making his feeling stir uncomfortably. Lucifer was debating on calling or just going to Asmodius's ring to talk and catch up, but before he could decide he got a summons from heaven's embassy. Usually it only happened before an extermination or when something important was happening, and considering what had transpired recently Lucifer had an idea what this meeting would be about.
"Uh hey Char-Char, it seems heaven wants to talk. Do you want to come with me?" Lucifer tries to hide his awkwardness as he offers for her to come along.
"Heaven wants to talk? Who are we going to talk to, Emily or Sara?" She asks apparently not knowing that there's tons of other options that could be the new ambassador.
"Yeah I have no idea on that, but you can always try to convince them that the hotel will work." Lucifer reasons.
Charlie practically has stars in her eyes with how excited she is with that prospect. Vaggie tries to insist on tagging along but Lucifer vetoes that immediately since a rogue angel would be seen as an insult. They head off after saying goodbye to the others in the hotel. The walk there is thankfully uneventful for hell, no explosions, random stabbings, or car wrecks. It was like hell was trying to behave for once. Charlie was singing beside him and skipping down the sidewalk towards the embassy. The golden doors open easily as they head to the meeting room. Inside he can hear voices so he knocks to announce their presence.
A second later the doors open, behind them is a man slightly taller than Adam, he even resembles the first man. He's far tanner with long black hair, a neatly groomed goatee, and mismatched eyes, one gold, the other silver. He wears a dark green priest uniform that hugs his buff frame, being so close he notices subtle embroidery in lighter green of animals around the cuffs of his sleeves and edges of his clothes. Even the gold buttons are little animals, mainly sheep. The neutral expression on the man's face contrasts with the down right cute clothing.
"Lucifer Morningstar I assume?" The man says looking down at him, voice a controlled neutral. "And this must be Charlotte Morningstar."
"You can just call me Charlie." She clarifies with a sweet smile.
The man hums in acknowledgement before moving to the room letting them in. Lucifer notices a band keeping his hair in a ponytail, it looks old made of leather with a crude S etched into it. The room has changed from the office meeting room to something else. The large table is gone, replaced with what looks like a coffee table. The office chairs are now a couple of couches and lounge seats. It's odd having such comfortable furniture from heaven instead of the rigid harsh ones they usually used. The man walks to the side of two other angels on a sofa, sitting beside them and motionling for him and Charlie to sit in the one opposite of them.
One looks nearly identical to Eve, safe for the hair and skin. Her dark beautiful curls are peeking out of a nun's veil, and her skin is a mesmerizing mix of tones due to vitiligo. Her dress is an ombre of white and red with gorgeously detailed embroidery of roses seemingly rising up from the hem. She isn't hiding her contempt like the first angel was openly glaring at them like they are plagued rats walking into her home.
Then there's the last angel sitting between the other two if Lucifer had to guess he's the one in charge, despite his clothing looking like he belongs in the lust ring rather than heaven. He wears a baby blue tank top with frayed edges with Adam's symbols in gold on it and white fishnet shirt that doubles as fingerless gloves under it, showing off his lean frame. Navy blue leather pants that are strung together going down from his hips to his ankles show off far more skin then most angels are comfortable with. The only thing showing his faith is a distinctive blue rosary wrapped around his wrist like a bracelet. He's shorter than the other two only about as tall as Angel Dust, he also looks far younger and boyish. His blond hair is styled over what looks like a large scar as well.
"Hey! Glad you could make it." The smaller man says he sounds nice but Lucifer knows better than to trust that. "Sit, sit, have a drink, or try some snacks."
"Oh thank you." Charlie says taking one of the cookies offered. The fact they aren't holograms surprises Lucifer.
"I guess we should introduce ourselves. I am Abel, first son of Adam and Eve, twin to my murderer, and the new ambassador to heaven as well as general to the exterminators." The smaller man says before motioning for the woman to continue.
She stands doing a small curtsy. "I am Aclima, first daughter to Adam and Eve, longest living of all their children, and keeper of knowledge." She sits back down as she finishes.
"I am Seth, third son of Adam and Eve, father of all saints and profits, and tamer of animals." The last man says bowing before quickly sitting back down.
Lucifer had thought that they might have been Adam's kids due to the resemblance. This was probably not a good sign that Charlie's hotel would be approved as an alternative to exterminations. The pride in their voices when they say who their parents are shows that they are just as vain as their father and his so-called death probably killed any goodwill they had for hell. Would telling them Adam was in fact still alive help or hinder Charlie's goal?
"It's nice to meet you all, if you're here to tell us when the next extermination is then I would happily like to offer a new solution to hell's overpopulation." Charlie stands up pulling out hand drawn pictures of the hotel and its basic idea ready to explain her idea.
Aclima rolls her eyes leaning on the armrest to show off her lack of consideration. Seth actually looks interested, eyes watching Charlie with consideration before looking to his siblings and finding Aclima shoot a glare his way which makes him shift to act uninterested. Abel looks at Lucifer watching for something, maybe wondering why he's allowing Charlie to do most of the talking. He leans back putting an arm around Seth pulling him close and wrapping a wing around Aclima as if trying to calm them before a fight starts.
Seeing no one stop her, Charlie starts. "Okay, so we know hell's overpopulated, but at my hazbin hotel we're trying to redeem sinners. That way they go up into heaven and join you making one less sinner and one more winner."
She shows off a few crude drawings of sinners running into heaven on a rainbow. Seth looks at it with the most interest, Abel only glances at the paper and Aclima acts like she isnt even there. Seth seems to tap on Abel's leg like a kid begging their parent for a toy. Abel is confused for a second before he figures out what he wants, summoning something in his hand with little regard. Seth takes what looks like a fountain pen and begins altering Charlie's drawing adding in gold sheep among the sinners. When done Seth smiles returning the drawing, before something dawns on him and he returns to a more icy expression.
"Yeah so what do you actually do?" Abel asks.
Charlie's confident demeanor falters. "What do you mean?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm all for redeeming those who can be saved. Heaven's all about forgiveness you know, but who are you trying to save and how? Is it just every little sinner who regrets their actions including the murderers, cannibals, pedophiles, rapists?" Abel counters.
"Animal abusers?" Seth adds with bile and anger evident in his voice.
"Is every psychopath, corporate runt, cock hungry slut, warmonger, or lazy rat really worth redemption just because they realized too late it was a bad idea to live without regard for others?" Aclima chuckles, showing how little she sees in sinners.
"Uh well…" Charlie wanted to redeem sinners not really acknowledging the sins that landed them in hell, she almost desperately looks to her father for help.
Lucifer can't fight those pleading eyes, so he comes up with something to placate the angels. "We are still in the early stages of the hotel and only have one real resident at the moment. When we have more we may make a vetting process, but we have made some progress with the one we have currently."
Abel's eyes narrow at Lucifer and a tight smile forms on his lips. "Right… We'll be the judge of that so-called progress. Anyway, given the fact that hell has only one successful sinner turned winner in, what a thousand years? Until you actually make some good time with your redemption shit we will still have to cull the population. "
"Wait what?!" Lucifer and Charlie shout in unison confused who had possibly been redeemed.
"You two deaf or something? Sir whachamit got redeemed about a month ago, but trust me we'll gladly send that little snake back if he steps even a toe out of line." Aclima sighs like this is boring news to her.
"Sir Pentious, dear." Seth corrects to which she only rolls her eyes.
"Sir Pentious is… alive?!" Charlie lets the information sink in eyes welling up with happy tears and a smile that could rival the sun in intensity spreads on her face.
"Yeah. Congratulations, you redeem a single, solitary sinner as you slaughter who knows how many angels. Orphan all of Adam's children, and let cannibals feast on all the dead flesh. I hope you're happy with yourself." The tone from Abel suddenly shifts from happy neutral to utter hate.
Lucifer sees the hostility radiating off the angels, quickly he stands guarding Charlie letting his horns peek out as a warning. "So is that all?" He wants to end this meeting before tension gets any higher.
Abel is quiet for a time before leaning back and downing a glass of wine. "We'll come down for an inspection of the Pride ring in… let's say a week, give you a chance to plead for your bullshit hotel idea."
"Alright, then we bid you adieu." Lucifer gives a small bow before ushering Charlie out.
When the doors of the embassy close Lucifer lets out a long sigh sliding down the door to sit on the ground. Charlie is practically bouncing around elated to know Sir Pentious is still alive. He's happy for her and just to know that redemption is actually a real thing. Yet the inspection thing at the end leaves a weird feeling in his gut. At least he has a week to plan for whatever it is but Lucifer wonders if he should tell Adam's kids that their father is still alive or he could see if Mammon would be willing to bring the man back up to pride for a day.