My Seven Deadly Sins

❤️‍🔥 Dopamine - Beelzebub x Fairwish

Playlist: zandros, Mellina Tey - look what you've done to me

It is eerily quiet here in the House of Lamentation.

Everyone has been busy these past several days doing their own things, and I barely have time to think of what to do next as piles of assignments keep stacking up on my plate. When I finally had the time to relax, I thought I could nap for a little bit—but who am I kidding?! Of course, as if it were fate, my vacant schedule is always the right time for interruption.

Satan, who has been cooping inside his bedroom for a week, suddenly barges into my room wide-eyed. "Check this out!"

I quickly turn around, catching Satan's glinting eyes with excitement. I have to double-check what he has in his hands before realizing that my fear is right.

"Satan," I snatch the package from him. The way it weighs in my palm and the smell... I'm not mistaken. "Why do you have these?"

I almost sound angry, more than stoked to his curiosity.

"So, I have been researching about medicinal herbs from The Human World," he grabs the plastic back from me. "Then I found out about these 'Weeds' or Marijuana as some of the terms named the plant... and I am so fascinated with the effects of these~."

"Have you lost your mind?" I snap at him, cutting him off completely. I can see the dither in his reaction, "this so-called 'medicinal herb' is illegal in the majority part of The Human World!"

"I know," he doesn't seem to get the point. "That's why I had been gone for a week... to search for this in the Human World where it is legal to be purchased!"

"What-"

"Come on, Fairwish!" his shoulders droop low in disappointment. "Cut me some slack! I need your help. Apparently, you can mix these into a brownie batter and make edibles?" There's uncertainty in his last words as if he's asking me instead of informing me.

"So?"

"I need you to help me make one! I know you know how to bake edibles! We can share it later tonight when everyone is asleep, of course! What do you say?"

I bite my lower lip, unsure if I should get on board with this transgressive mission Satan offers. But I'm also interested in trying one myself. I have heard of them but never really tried one since it is illegal from where I come from.

Satan's beaming face shines brighter as I nod my head.

"Yes! Thank you so much," he pulls me in a hug before finally dragging me to the kitchen.

****

We agreed to bake the 'brownies' as soon as possible since nobody was home yet, and a particular orange-haired Demon wouldn't be in the way of disturbing us.

"Beelzebub is going to be busy helping Lucifer," Satan said. They wouldn't be back until later tonight. So, we have time until dinner to make this and hide it somewhere Beel won't find it."

And that was exactly what we did.

Satan instructed me step-by-step on the recipe he found on the internet while I got to be the one mixing the batter.

After an hour of trial and error, we finally managed to bake four trays of edibles. We let them cool down before wrapping them up in individual squares. Satan put them inside an enchanted cookie jar, which he put a spell with beforehand.

He made this jar smell like rotten eggs instead of chocolate brownies, and he definitely did it so good that I threw up several times. Then Satan stored it in the far back of the highest cupboard we could reach.