Stella Goetia X Male Reader: Rain Of White Feathers [Sequel] (HelluvaBoss)

Dark Remedies-Part 7

?????????: HuhahahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OOOOOOOOOHHHHH Im livin the dream baby!!!!!! Nothing beats counting wads of cash while bathing in a golden tub of bills with my handsome face all over it!!! Just look at all the money i bring in by the day!!!

A jolly clown was waving a fanned out stack of money onto his face before tossing them up into the air, making them rain down upon him. He let his body sink into the tub he laid in, stretching his limbs out before crossing his legs and folding his arms behind his head. He picked out some food gunk from between his intoxicatingly green stained teeth with the claw like fingernail on his pinky. His teeth had layers upon layers of grime and plague that the grinch would barely compete for being the most horrendously disgusting thing to ever exist. He wore a sweaty drenched and unwashed joker's outfit that had a white, red, and black color scheme on both the hat and onesie like jumper. The ends of his hat and shoes had golden bells hanging off of them. However the jingling sound that came from them wasnt the typical high pitch ringing, where it was instead a deep and ominous clanging of metal from the ball rolling within the mirror polished acorns. He bopped his head side to side while humming to himself a tune he came up with on the spot. His head stopped in a fixed position when he felt someone else's presence in the room with him.

?????????: Welllllllllll if it isnt the king of secrets to come visit me. What do ya want Paimon? Cant you see im busy? Soaking in my green leaves of lavender?

The great horned owl came out from the shadowy hallway that lead to the enormous bathroom Mammon currently was in.

Paimon: I clearly see that. You wouldn't mind having a minute to spare? ....Mammon?

Mammon: Uuuuuuuuuuugh.

The clown lazily let his arms fall to the outer sides of the golden bathtub before grabbing onto the rim and throwing himself out, landing perfectly on his feet.

Mammon: You have ten seconds to spew whatever solicitation you came to bug me about. 10....9....3....2....1! Times up!! Goodnight!!! And hellooooo sweet sweet mullah!!!!! Sorry for being away for so long!

Mammon turned around in place and stepped one leg at a time back into the tub he was just relaxing in.

Paimon: I think it would be of great interest if you were to help me take back heaven from our old brethren.

Mammon stopped halfway with one leg still outside the tub, he looked over his shoulder with a careless expression written all over his face.

Mammon: There's nothing worth getting into shit with those white winged hags. Im already satisfied with fat amount of cash i own!!!! Look at this place!! You cant get any better than this!!!

Mammon says extending both arms out, beholding the landscape of money and gold furnishes piled up for paimon to take in.

Paimon: Are you so certain about that?

Mammon: Yes....I would knooooow because i run the fucking economy here in hell!! I know what bill and coin goes where!! I know what card gets swiped! You name it and I'll know it all!! Everything circles right back to me!

Paimon: If that's so, did you know that there's treasures unluck any you have ever witnessed before your very eyes?

Mammon: Let me guess, a giant fountain of gold yadi yadi yah! I already have a couple thousands of those. Tell me something that i could really greed upon.

Paimon: Our old father keeps a chest filled with all of the rarest jewels and metals he used to create the stars, planets, and asteroids that float around our universe. Including the one you so desired to have long ago.