"W- Don't use me as a shield!" I shout, immediately stepping to the side. If this is what he considers protecting, I'm good as dead. Mammon gets an embarrassed look on his face and coughs.
"... Uh, l- listen up, human! This here is Leviathan, the Avatar of Envy. He's the third oldest of us brothers." He crosses his arms, presumably trying to look tougher. There is nothing he could do to convince me he's anything but pathetic now though. "Since his names sorta hard to say we just all call him Levi..."
"Probably hard for you to say, idiot..." I mumble under my breath.
"What was that!?"
"N- Nothing, let's just move on..." I say, looking to Levi who was staring at Mammon with furious eyes. It was like he was trying to produce lasers from them to kill the idiot demon.
"Mammon, give me back my money. Then go crawl in a hole and die." Levi says coldly.
Mammon starts shrinking away bit by bit, looking ready to run. "Come on, I told you I'd get it to you! I just need a little more time..." This practically feels like a loan shark shakedown in one of those old movies... "... And you still want me to die even after I give it back? That's real harsh, Levi!"
Levi scowls. "You need a little more time? How much more?"
"A little more, okay!? A little more means a little more!"
Levi shakes his head. "You've been telling me that for the last 200 years, Mammon." Two hundred years!?
"Hey, no! It hasn't been 200 years!" Mammon corrects, "It's been 260! Get it right, Levi!" Of all the times to be honest...
Levi's scowl only gets worse. "Unbelievable. Seriously Mammon, you're-"
"I'm what? Scum? Is that what you're gonna say?"
"- you're a lowlife and a waste of space." Yikes...
"Hey! Come on, that's even worse!" Mammon complains.
Levi groans. "Whatever... Just give me back my money. I need it to buy the Blu-ray box set of Journey to the Devildom: The Tale of a Little She-Devil and Her Reluctant Companion." What kind of title is that!? "The initial round of copies includes promotional tickets to a live event as a special bonus." That's some hardcore fan stuff...
Mammon shrugs, looking about as confused as I do. "I've got no idea what you're even talking about, Levi, but it doesn't matter! Because I don't even have any money to give you. How am I supposed to give back money I don't have, huh?!" I think this is the part the loan shark would kill the loan-ee...
"So then, you're telling me you refuse to pay me back?" Yep, Mammon's gonna die.
"... What? You looking for a fight, is that it?" Mammon asks, hands on his hips as he stared down his younger brother.
He looks like a thug... "So you really are a lowlife..." I mumble.
"Hey! Don't call me a lowlife!" He shouts back at me. I really got to stop saying stuff... "Though, speaking of lowlife..." Mammon gets a look on his face that just speaks 'bad idea.' "Now that I think about it... Levi, I'm pretty sure this one likes to collect the same stuff that you do. I bet you'd kill to have some of the stuff in Tulio's collection." My what? The only collection I could possibly ever afford is a stick collection! "You know what I'm talking about... Those doll things you always buy. What do you call 'em again?"
"Oh, probably figurines?" I answer before Levi. I remember always wanting to buy some for my favorite shows as a kid, but they're way out of my budget. I can't even watch the shows anymore because I can't afford streaming or cable.
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