Chapter Text
3rd pov:
8:00 am
Mammon woke up with a headache, he wasn’t feeling well this morning but he knew he had to get out of bed, for today was the day of a very important ball held by the ruler of all demons, diavolo. Lucifer Mammon’s elder brother would also punish Mammon if he didn’t get out of bed.
Mammon sighed and got out of bed with a stumble. He was not really feeling good today but if he said anything about it his brothers would just insult him and think he is making it up. Mammon’s brother doesn't treat mammon right, they just insult and belittle him, calling him names. The reason for this is because of Mammon's sin, Mammon wasn’t able to control his urges of greed so he would just steal whatever he found appealing to him. Soon enough Mammon got control of his sin and stopped his habits.
It was already 8:30 before mammon could actually go to the bathroom to get dressed. He slowly walked to the bathroom and got changed carefully to not make any sudden movement that might make him feel even worse than what he was already feeling. After mammon got done changing, he took two pain pills and headed down stairs to go eat breakfast with his brothers.
When Mammon got down he saw his brothers down stairs eating already and chatting with each other. He looked around before sitting down at the table in his seat. When mammon sat down all his brothers went quiet and stared at mammon. Mammon took notice and asked them why they were looking at him. “*Yawn* Because you're usually louder that what you are right now *yawn*” said his youngest brother Belphegor. Mammon just looked at them then replied “so?”. One of Mammon's other siblings was going to reply but Lucifer interrupted “Quiet” all the other siblings got quiet so that Lucifer would continue what he was going to say to them. “I want you all to be on your best behavior when we get to diavolo’s ball, that means you mammon, understood?” all the demon brothers nodded their heads but mammon also lowered his, why was it that he always got in trouble for no reason.
Soon mammon finished his breakfast- well he finished what he could eat and gave the rest to beelzebub, then headed up stairs to rest before the ball.
7 hours later……
*knock* *knock* *knock*
“Mammon open the door!” came a voice from the other side of mammon’s bedroom door. Mammon stirred in his sleep. He was really tired but he knew he still had to get up because he didn’t want to get in trouble. Slowly but surely mammon got out of bed and headed towards the door as the knocking and yelling got louder. Soon Mammon reached the door and opened it. When he opened the door he saw his brother Asmodeus. “What the heck was taking you so long to open the door.” asmo said. “Sorry I was just sleeping,” Mammon said tiredly. “What did you need?” he asked his brother. “I just came to tell you Lucifer said to get ready for Lord Diavolo’s ball, and not to act like a fool.” asmo replied back. “Oh” stated mammon as he looked at asmo blankly not really caring about what he was just told.
A few weeks ago Mammon just stopped dealing with his brothers’ crap and ignored all the hateful words that were thrown at him by them, while keeping up his facade. Yes facade. Mammon never showed his brothers his true feelings or meanings behind most of his actions. The truth is Mammon is actually very smart; he just doesn’t like showing it off infront of people he doesn’t trust. Now don't get him wrong he still loves his brothers dearly but they just hurt him so much he knows they don’t take him seriously which is why he hides his real self away from everyone.
Asmo just looked at mammon and rolled his eyes and left mammon standing at his bedroom door. Mammon turned around while he shut his door, locking it. He was just so tired and wasn’t feeling well. He decided that he was just going to sit out during the ball while keeping his act up. Now he had everything planned he just needed something to wear to the ball……….
TBC