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💘 Lord Lucifer 💘

Context: You are Lucifer's butler. You are startled one day by the sudden appearance of Lord Diavolo and his butler, Barbatos. You try your best to avoid him, but for some reason, he's persistent in wanting to get to know you, why is that?

Request made by: butlersan

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(M|n) nervously gripped his pocket-watch as he made his way to Lucifer's study. As he made his way there, he pondered upon all the different reasons as to why he'd been summoned.

Maybe Lucifer had grown tired of him and had made the decision to let him go? Just that single thought made him feel sick to his stomach. No. . . I don't want to be let go of. . .

Lucifer rarely summoned him. (M|n) usually spent his days sticking to a strict routine. He began to clean, starting in the early morning, and then after food preparation for breakfast. After that, he prepared snacks, tended to the garden etc.

Lucifer had told him many times that he didn't need to follow such a constant, tiring routine but (M|n) couldn't help it. He was so used to doing this at the old mansion he previously worked at that he felt like he just couldn't escape this routine he'd created.

He let out an anxious breath once he came to a stop in front of Lucifer's door. He slipped his pocket-watch back into his pocket before forming a fist with his gloved hand. He gave the door a gentle rap.

Lucifer did not take long to form a response. "Enter." He murmured. Once given permission, (M|n) pushed down on the handle of the door and he entered the study. Lucifer was hurrying around the room.

He slipped on his jacket as he made eye contact with his butler, (M|n). (M|n) immediately bowed down before his lord.

"Lord Lucifer, good afternoon. May I ask why I was summoned?" (M|n) queried politely. Only around Lucifer was he this calm. Around the others, (M|n) became extremely flustered and terrified to even interact. It was mainly due to the fact that he knew Lucifer well and that he had no ill intentions towards him. He just wanted to help him in any way he could.

"You don't need to act so formal around me, and drop the lord." Lucifer stated as (M|n) rose. The demon shook his head.

"I simply cannot do that, my lord. I always address my bosses in such a manner." Lucifer sighed, but didn't question the other any further. Instead, he answered (M|n)'s first question.

"Anyway, I need to head out. I have some important matters to attend to. I leave you in charge of the House of Lamentation until my return." (M|n) did not expect to be told that.

He stood there, mouth agape, eyes wide. It took him a few moments to speak.

"M-Me, Lord Lucifer? How could someone like me possibly take care of the House of Lamentation in your absence?!" (M|n) exclaimed in horror. Lucifer seemed amused by (M|n)'s reaction. He strode over to his reliable butler and placed a firm hand on his shoulder.

"You will be fine. I know you will be able to do this task properly. If any of my brothers attempt to cause you any trouble, just inform me once I return. I will deal with them appropriately. Please do not be intimidated by this job, it isn't too big after all." Lucifer instructed. (M|n) found himself gnawing on his lower lip.

Lucifer knew very well how his anxiety piqued when he had to converse with anyone other than him. . . Maybe he was trying to test him? (M|n) let out a huge grumble before nodding his head.

"Fine. I shall do exactly as you request, Lord Lucifer. I will not fail you." Lucifer smiled warmly once hearing what his butler had to say. With that, he left, leaving (M|n) there, stuck in thought.