Obey Me - Brothers and Sister (BEING REWRITTEN)

Part 6

(Fair warning-cuteness overload and slight ooc Barbatos at the end. Only bc I see him acting like this only with Victoria)

Victoria ran down the halls with tears running down her face, ignoring looks from kids who were skipping class or doing errands for their teachers. She reached Diavolo's office and knocked on the door as she was sniffling nonstop. 'How pathetic, wipe your tears.' Victoria told herself, but her hands wouldn't move. Diavolo opened the door with a smile but it faltered as he saw her. "Victoria, what happened?" He asked, worried as he let her in and shut the door. "M-Mr. Lawrence wont except anything I give him, he was testing me and even though I didn't do anything and was nothing but respectful to him...h-he told me that he liked it better when I wasn't in his class! A-and he told me that my brothers telling him that I was taken by my mom was an excuse! In front of t-the entire class. Everyone was talking!" Victoria cried. His went wide eyed. "Victoria I know he has a bit of a temper but I find this a bit hard to believe..." He said, rubbing her back to get her to stop crying. "Didn't you hear the way he talked to Beel while I was away? You know, my brother...The Fangol player who can knock him out in one punch? He said that in front of the entire class as well when he mentioned his gluttony. Beel told me s-so." Victoria reminded him. He thought for a moment, then sighed. "Barbatos is in that class with you correct?" Diavolo asked and Victoria nodded. He nodded back and went to his desk and called the phone in Mr. Lawrence's class. "Hi, I need you to send Barbatos to my office." Diavolo said, completely changing his tone of voice from soft to stern. He hung up the phone and then walked back up to Victoria with a small smile. "Don't worry Victoria. I will get to the bottom of this, in the meantime, while I talk to Barbatos, I want you to calm down and go to the class Asmodeus is in. Okay?" He said as he pats her back while she wipes her tears while nodding. "Good, run along now." He opened the door for her and she left and walked in to the social studies classroom, which Asmo was in at the time. Not even a few seconds later after she walked in, Barbatos walked into Diavolo's office. "How may I assist you My Lord?" The butler asked with a small bow. "Yes, have a seat, I have a few questions regarding the incident in the classroom."

Victoria slowly made her way to Asmo, who was painting his nails in the back of the classroom. She tapped on his shoulder and he jerked up. "Victoria? What are you doing here?" He whisper shouted but stopped when he saw the tear stains on her face. "Oh no sweetie come here, let's wipe that off. You must look presentable." He frantically grabs an emergency tissue from his bag and dries her tears gently. "Don't get me wrong Victoria, crying is good for you, but you really should wipe your tears after." Asmo softly scolded. He finished wiping her face. "Ah, all better." He said happily. He cuddled close to her in an attempt to comfort her and it worked for the most part. The teacher, Mr. Phillips, looked over and gave a sweet smile and waved at Victoria. Victoria waved back. He went back to his work and she leaned in to whisper in Asmo's ear. "How come you get the friendly teachers and I'm stuck with Mr. Douchebag?" Asmo lightly giggled at her remark. "Don't worry Victoria, next year you wont have him anymore." He said while kissing the top of her head. "This is gonna be long year then..." She sighed. 

Barbatos was standing and explaining all that happened in the classroom, proving Victoria's accusations toward Mr. Lawrence right. "Alright then, fetch him for me, then grab Victoria and head towards your next class, the bell will ring soon." Diavolo ordered. "With pleasure My Lord. Oh, before I forget, is it alright if Victoria and I spend time at the castle together during the officer's meeting today, since it's just for updates." Barbatos asked with nervousness, afraid to come across as rude. "I don't see why not! Just make sure you are here to serve everyone beverages before it starts." Diavolo smiled. "Of course. I will do as you ask." Barbatos bowed and left. He headed to social studies and took Victoria, just as the walked out, the bell rung for their last class of the day, their favorite class, art. Well, it wasn't their favorite subject, but the teacher was their favorite. Mr. Rivera. He was a fairly young demon man, in his 20's, he had longish dirty blond hair and green eyes. The best part is that he is an actual artist, not a well known one, but still an artist. He showed the class his drawings and some doodles that he made and sometimes would teach them how to make it if they liked it enough. Even though the class was a little bit serious, he still had days where he would let the students be silly and would let them have a goofy drawing competition if they all aced a major grade assignment. Today was one of those days.