Obey Me! One MISTRESS to rule them all!

Beelzebub, Avatar of Gluttony

(A/N: I don't like making those in the middle of the story because I don't like taking away from the atmosphere so I'm writing this here: In this chapter Teli would see Beel's demon form and I wanted to use the stage and point something about this game that I love: If you remember in the chapter where we meet Levi, Teli points out that Beel's name in Hebrew would be BAAL-ZVUV. Zvuv is how you say a house fly in Hebrew. And I just wanted to point out how things and details like that make me love a story or a game or a movie. When there's such and a close attention to detail, it means the people behind it really care and are passionate about their project and I just applaude the makers of the game for this. I also noticed that Lucifer's clothing have lots of peacock's eye feathers and it's a PRIDEFUL animal, how Satan has a boa because he, in my imagination, emerged from Lucifer's dark feathers that got plucked out as he fell from heaven, how Belphie's theme resembles a cow and Beel's is a cowboy, as if they're signifying that they're twins. I JUST LOVE THIS GAME AND ITS' DETAILS. Anyways, back to the story, enjoy!)

Teli POV:

"Mmm, this is amazing!" I rolled my eyes at Mammon before taking another bite from my PB&J sandwich.

It was lunch break at RAD and Mammon and I decided to stay and eat in the classroom, which was pretty much empty.

"And good thing it is! Last thing I need right now is for someone to see me eating with a hu-"

"Mammon!..."

"Teli!" He quickly corrected himself as we sat down.

"I was actually going to point out to you that there are still some people left in here who can see you but I'm glad you knew better than to finish your original thought." He was probably about to whine because he opened his mouth but I was quicker to cut him off, "But honestly, if you have a problem sitting with me, you can just go ahead and find somewhere else to sit, I'm probably not going to pay any attention to you anyway since I have a hot date with my PB&J sandwich and then I have a chocolate pudding to french." 

Mammon snorted at my claim and ever since then he's been melting over his food, which was... Remind me again, Mammon?

"Ahh... nothin' beats a fried scorpion sandwich with vinegar and tartar sauce for a late morning snack! In a bento box with all the fixings, of course!" He rumbled.

Yeah, that! Actually wait.

"Dude, you sure you're not pregnant?" I asked, actually realizing what he's eating.

I've come to terms with the fact that the food at the Devildom is... unique? Unusual? Maybe... But one thing for sure was, it was still a bit hard to get a grasp on.

Speaking of food, a familiar voice came from behind us, chuckling at my remark.

"D'ah... Beel!" Mammon jumped in his seat as I just smiled, knowing that Beel always made rounds around his brothers when it was time to eat.

"St-Stop it! This is MINE! Don't look at my food like that. It's like you're devouring it with your eyes!" Mammon complained, trying to shield his food with his hands.

As if it would work! Nothing can stand between Beel and food. The only reason he'd leave someone's food alone would be if he liked that someone or that-

"I don't want it." Beel stated.

Exactly- Wait, what??

Both Mammon and I turned to look at the tall ginger in disbelief.

"...Huh? Wait, what's that now?" Mammon questioned, trying to get imaginary wax from his ears, "Did you just say that you don't want it? You're actually tellin' me you don't want this crazy good fried scorpion sandwich with vinegar and tartar sauce?! Are ya outta your mind?!"