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🥰 The Potion 🥰

Context: You watch Mammon make a potion that he said he'd use on Lucifer. Would this potion actually work or would it be a flop?

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(M|n) watched Mammon wearily as he made a curious concoction in the school's potion room. The white-haired male had dragged him along. Mammon said he needed help, but (M|n) knew very well that the demon was just ensuring that if he got caught by Lucifer, (M|n) would look like his accomplice.

The reason the human had decided to stay and not run off was because. . . He wanted to see if Mammon could make a strong enough potion that would work on Lucifer.

He watched the demon as he mixed different potions together. Every now and again, (M|n) would glance around, making sure that no one was making their way over to the classroom.

The human glanced at a vial filled with a sparkly, red substance. (M|n) picked the vial up and swirled the substance inside it around. Mammon caught sight of what he was holding and snatched it from him.

"Mammon, are you sure you should add that? You don't even know what it-" (M|n) cut himself off with a small sigh when he was completely ignored. Mammon tipped the whole vial into his weird potion. The two jumped when small fireworks suddenly burst forth from the mixture.

Mammon smirked once it was done. "Perfect." He snickered. (M|n) gazed nervously as he crossed his arms over his chest. He stared intently at the weird glowing mixture Mammon had created.

He quirked an eyebrow at the other as he asked, "How are you going to give this to Lucifer without him getting suspicious?" Mammon turned to him with a grin.

"Who said I was gonna convince him to have it?" (M|n)'s mouth hung open at his comment. He slowly backed away whilst shaking his head.

"There's no way I am doing that! I'm gonna get in heaps of trouble." (M|n) exclaimed. Mammon frowned.

"Come on! We've already come this far. He'd be suspicious if I gave it to him and asked if he could drink it. Don't ya wanna see Lucifer under the influence of a potion for once?!" Mammom whined. (M|n) grumbled, pressing his hands against his face.

"Ugh, fine!" (M|n) stormed forwards and swiped the potion from Mammon's hands. He gazed at the substance before grunting.

"I hate you, Mammon." (M|n) mumbled. Mammon just laughed and hugged (M|n) from behind.

"As if ya could hate the Great Mammon!"

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(M|n) stood in front of Lucifer's door with a tray of tea at hand with some cookies he'd made earlier. With a gulp, he raised his fist and knocked on the door. He growled when he thought of Mammon. The male wanted to see how Lucifer would react to what he'd made yet he wasn't close-by, leaving him to do the dirty work.

(M|n) became tense when he heard Lucifer's voice, giving him permission to enter. The male put a smile on his lips and tried his best to confidentiality walk into the study. Lucifer looked up from some documents. The original scowl on his lips dissolved when he saw who was at the door. He sat straighter in his seat.

"What brings you to my office?" He queried. (M|n) unceremoniously slammed the tray down hard onto the desk, making the demon before him jump. The teacup rattled a little, looking like it was about to spill. Then it settled without dropping a single drop of tea.