Black Sheep

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Ah, weddings, what lavish occasions: the decor, the music, the presents! Let us see what our demon pals whipped up for the occasion, shall we? First to step up to the pair of dark thrones, on which were the King of Hell himself and his dear sheep, was a handsome devil by the name of Nick, Phil's very own brother who he felt mixed emotions about, but that did not detour the incubus from getting them something nice for their special day. Donning a wide, sharp-toothed grin, he displays a box to the couple, paying no attention to the creature standing behind him waiting to hand off their present.

"I brought you frankincense!" Dipping his head in acknowledgment, Mephistopheles accepts his brother's gift graciously.

"Thank you." Stepping off to the side, Nick watched as the hooded figure behind him walks up to the King next, his hands held behind his back as he wore a happy smile on his face.

"And I brought you myrrh," speaks the hooded figure, though he did not outwardly display any presents; rather, he stuck a hand under his cloak, as if to retrieve something. Phil bows his head again to thank the stranger.

"Oh, than—" His eyes grew wide somewhat as the figure took down their hood to reveal a curled and murderous grin from none other than that dastardly fellow Cain as he ripped a sharp dagger out from his cloak and raised it in the air.

"Myrrh-der!" Nick and Y/N went into a panic as Phil still processed the situation, exuding a collective gasp of shock, the woman leaping from her throne to tackle the demon, the incubus following her example to make the creature fall onto his back and knock the blade out of his hand.

"CAIN, NO—"

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