ᴏʙᴇʏ ᴍᴇ || ᴏɴᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ

☆ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ᴍᴀᴍᴍᴏɴ || 2022 ☆

Dearest wishes to the Avatar of Greed, MC's 'first'. He's been stuck with us since day one and though he could've left us in the dust, he continued to stay with us through thick and thin. In return, we're sticking with him through every birthday of his.

For someone who's the second most powerful among the brothers, he sure doesn't act like it but that's something about him that makes him one of the best among the rest. His patience and tolerance with everyone, especially his brothers, is incredible and although he does get mistreated often, it's sweet that his brothers care about him the most.

Since it's his birthday, hopefully he gets extra spoiled. Happy birthday, Mammon!

BIRTHDAY SNIPPET:

"Alright! That's another 500 Grimm so c'mon, hand over my present!" the second born holds his hands out as you pass him yet another perfectly wrapped gift, one the size of a small rectangular box.

Instead of throwing an over-the-top party to celebrate this year, Mammon's birthday consists of only a mere exchange of presents, but in a new, innovative and creative way. It's all based on the simple board game of Monopoly, a game of money - Mammon's greatest interest.

The rules are easy to grasp. For every half a grand he earns in the game, the birthday demon receives something from the present pile. The pile that's stacked high as every player - the seven brothers, members of Purgatory Hall, and so on - sitting around the board game contributed a gift or two for the occasion.

Mammon rips apart the wrapping paper without any hesitation and grins widely as he finds a sunglass case under all the wrapped exterior layers. Opening it up, his joyous smile only grows as he receives a new pair of luxurious branded shades, courtesy of the demon prince.

Not wasting another second, he happily takes off his usual sunglasses and replaces them with the fresher pair. "Whaddya' think? I look pretty good in these, don't I?" he flashes a smile at the lot of you. "Y'know, I was plannin' on getting these myself anyways, so thanks, Diavolo."

"Oh, no need to thank me. It was the least I could do," the prince beams. "You should see what the others got you. For that to happen, we need to keep playing," he grabs the dice and shakes it in his hands.

Mammon cocks his head to the side, "I don't see any more presents, we could just end the game right here."

Looking down at the Monopoly dollars the birthday boy has gathered overall, you raise an impressed brow as you're somewhat proud to see him save up, a rare achievement that you never would've expected from him on a normal day-to-day basis. "How much money do you have? Seems like you've got a lot."

The Avatar of Greed picks up the stacks of cash and begins flicking through each note, counting them under his breath. "998 000 Grimm, 999 000 Grimm... Hey, I got a million! Bet none of ya saw that one comin'!" Mammon becomes cocky and laughs victoriously.

Lucifer shares the same sense of pride you feel as he watches his younger brother celebrate his win. "1 000 000 Grimm. Well done, Mammon. That's deserving of a prize, don't you think?"

Given the cue, Thirteen and Asmo wheel in a large box with an elegant ribbon sitting on top that's almost twice the size of the tallest among you all while Mephisto brings out the finest bottle of champagne he could find and pops it open, sending the cork flying through the air like a bullet.

"Happy birthday, Mammon!" a sea of voices cheer for the second born, followed by whistles and applause.

Solomon comes to the aid of lifting the heavy lid off the giant cube, flicking his wrists and letting magic do the rest of the work. The walls of the box collapse and hit the floor, revealing the gift inside which causes Mammon's jaw to drop.