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The next day Asmodeus and Fizz sat in their kitchen not saying anything. Ozzie had told Fizz everything about Ruby, what happened at Mammon's everything. Fizz didn't know what to say, it had answered so many questions. Asmodeus' phone rang. It was Bee texting him, she was almost never up this early.
'Hey Ozzie, are you coming to my Sinsmas party?' Bee texted.
'No...I'll be spending more time with Fizzy.' Asmodeus texted back. 'How are things with you and Tex?'
'Understood, he hasn't really been speaking to me much these days. I've got to go...'
Fizz watched Asmodeus place his phone on the table. "Do you regret what you did?"
Ozzie let out a long heavy sigh. "Now more than ever...I had told myself that I got along better with Bee than Mam. Which was kinda true, but in truth I just couldn't bring myself to look at him after what I did." Asmodeus said, playing with his food. "I honestly didn't think...I don't know what I thought. When I thought about the things you had been going through with Mammon. It hadn't occurred to me that you were away for him to get back at me."
"Do you miss her?" Fizz asked, worried about the answer.
"No, but I miss..." Ozzie trailed off lost in thought. "I miss Mammon...the Mammon that had once been the true life of the party. The Mammon who always put on a show, who always wanted to make people happy." Ozzie said, tears filling his eyes. 'I want my old friend back, I want who he had once been back.' Asmodeus thought to himself. "He was a lot like you back then..." Ozzie got up from the table. "When Ruby cheated on me...I realized the pain I had put Mam through. But until last night I couldn't bring myself to admit that I had actually hurt him." Asmodeus said, pacing back and forth. "I guess I thought that he would just move on, looking back now I see just how much it all had taken out of him. Then he stopped performing, started having others show off their skills and their talents. I had noticed the pain and chose to ignore it, I told myself that I was seeing things. Then I thought about what Bee had said to Mam and the brief moment of pain after she had said it. I think that was Mam's breaking point when his brain had finally decided enough was enough." Asmodeus said, staring down at the floor.
"Do you think this Queenie loves him?" Fizz asked, staring at his own food.
"I don't know for sure, but when they were in the same room. Even though it was short, I felt the same kind of bond that Stolas, Blitz and those two imps that work for him have." Ozzie's wrist started to itch when he thought about Mammon and Queenie. 'Maybe she can bring back the old Mammon.'
Asmodeus didn't have the heart to tell Fizz about Mammon's last show. About the accident that had happened when he had gone to Mammon's last performance ever. About how he watched the stage fall onto Mammon, how Mammon just stood up. Didn't scream, he didn't cry nothing Mammon just pulled himself out of the rubble of the stage. Ozzie didn't tell Fizz about how he just stood there for some time and did nothing. Ozzie to this day couldn't stop thinking about the anger, no the hate in Mammon's eyes before the stage fell. He didn't tell Fizz about all the blood and broken bones. About how he went to see Mammon in the hospital, only to find out that Mam wasn't there. That Mammon had signed himself out and just went home like nothing happened.
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Queenie was cooking breakfast as Mammon sat at the table, a heavy duty cane sitting next to him. It was old, an almost golden wood with old coins melted into a handle. Mammon told Kelly to take a day off so that way Rose didn't see him like that. Mammon sat at the table, his right leg up and bandaged at the knee. Mammon was on the phone giving orders to his people.
"Look tell those little cunts that either they practice or I can easily replace them." Mammon said, listening to Queenie singing. "Do you hear that...that's the sound of their replacement if they don't pull their bloody heads out of their asses!" Mammon said, ending the call. "Oh yeah, I owe you two hundred..."
"I told you one of those two would try to sleep with you." Queenie said, chopping some chives. "Also I don't do clowning."
"They don't need to know that." Mammon said, itching his chest.
"I think the fact that..." Queenie said, turning to face Mammon but she started to laugh.
Mammon was wearing a pair of pajamas, the bottoms had money sacks and the top said 'If you don't like me then you can suck my money sacks.' And under that was an arrow pointing down to his crotch with two large money sacks on either side. This kinda surprised Mammon, he had never worn this pair of pajamas in front of Queenie. Largely because he wasn't sure about how she would react. Mammon liked Queenie's laugh; it was almost musical with small squeaks throughout.
"Well...I wish I had known about your perverted sense of humor sooner. I've been hiding these for four damn years." Mammon said, smiling a smile he hadn't used in years.
"I never told you that..." Queenie said, trying to stop her laughter.
"Why hadn't you ever squeaked before?" Mammon asked, waiting for Queenie to stop.
"The last boyfriend I had didn't really like my squeaking." Queenie said, sliding a plate in front of Mammon.
On the plate was scrambled eggs with chives, garlic powder, French toast and what was left of the bacon. Queenie sat across from Mammon, her long hair up in a tight braid. Her coffee mug read 'Life is the ultimate gamble.' in bold pinkish gold lettering. Under that were shiny black, red clubs, diamonds, spades and hearts. The mug's handle looked like a rolled up ace of spades card.
"His loss, do you miss him?" Mammon asked, starting to eat.
"Sometimes...he wasn't all bad, but when his luck was at its worst." Queenie said, playing with the end of her hair as she ate. "When he started to get really nasty...I asked a friend for a small favor. I had told myself after I had gotten to Hell that I would never let myself be treated like trash again." Queenie said, taking a sip of her coffee. "Do you miss her, Ruby?"
Mammon thought for a moment. "I mostly miss who I was before Ruby, but sometimes. Not as much as I used to, mostly at night..."
"That moment that you feel truly wanted, when you wake up next to the person you love. But when you realize they don't love you..." Queenie said, eating her eggs.
"You feel like the ground will open up and eat you alive." Mammon said, watching Queenie eat. 'No she would never, but then again I won't know till I ask.' Mammon thought to himself. "Um...would you mind going out with me?" Mammon asked, and he noticed the shocked look on Queenie's face. "You don't have to!" Mammon yelled, not meaning to and a little defensively. "I just um..."
"I didn't say no it's just...why?" Queenie asked, staring at Mammon.
"I don't know, maybe it's because the whole time I've known you. You've never once asked for anything from me except for a place for you and your cat to stay. Maybe because after seeing and hearing all that yesterday you're still here. Because...I gave you the key to freedom and you came back." Mammon said, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Okay...yes I'll go out with you, but I have some conditions." Queenie said, as her cat climbed onto the table.
"Hi Merlin...name it." Mammon said, giving Merlin some bacon.
"We don't keep it a secret, I will not be in a Asmodeus and Fizz relationship. Also no more comments about higher class demons dating the lower classes. After all you're a Sin dating a Sinner...an Overlord, well except for when you're with Ozzie or Bee. Just because it's petty and I enjoy petty..."
"Overlords are a higher class, but fair point. You are a Sinner even with the title of Overlord and I won't argue about the secret relationship thing. Been there done it and as we both know it didn't end well. And if it ends we walk away... If you want you can post about it." Mammon said, as Merlin climbed on to his shoulder.
"You sure???" Queenie asked, as Mammon gently picked her up and placed her on his other shoulder.
"I'm sure..." Mammon said, holding up his phone.
Queenie nodded and pulled out her own phone, Mammon took the picture and sent it to Queenie. They then posted the picture at the same time, the comments came flooding in within seconds.
'Unholy Hell, is that Mammon the sin of Greed with a sinner?!'
'Sweet Satan! Mammon's got good taste in babes!'
'What could she possibly see in HIM?'
'They're giving off total Beauty and the Beast vibes.'
Valentino 'What a waste of a fine piece of ass.'
Vox 'I always knew she just wanted money.'
Velvette 'Oh fuck off both of you, congrats girl. Let's talk later.'
Angel Dust 'Oh so big bad Mammon is ya's style, just kidding good for ya girl.'
Bee 'How in the fuck did that flaming pile of clown shit get a hottie like that?!'
Leviathan answered back 'By treating her like a woman and not like she's one more piece of candy in a massive candy jar.'
Belphegor sent a thumbs up emoji, Queenie saw a comment from her last ex. Mammon then gently placed Queenie back into her seat.
Husk 'Hopefully he treats you better than I did.'
'Wait what's wrong with the big guy's antennas?'
'For real, they're so small and damaged. What in the fuck happened?!'
'Wait, do you all think Mam got into some kind of fight with someone?'
'Who in actual Hell would try to take on Mammon?!'
'Maybe one of his fellow sins? Him and Asmodeus seem to have some kind of beef between them. Maybe the big guy finally got sick of the disrespect?'
Mammon, seeing the comments, slowly reached for his head. No hat, for once in what seemed like forever Mammon hadn't worn his hat to bed. It had been a part of him for so long that Mammon had almost forgotten that it could come off till yesterday. A hat that had been a part of him from the moment Lucifer had given it to him. A hat that like Fizz's had hidden his pain, but not his shame. In his mind Mammon could see his antennas, long almost too long even as a kid. And sensitive as hell, that was part of the reason Mammon always wore the hat. A big part of Mammon missed his antenna, he remembered that day like it was yesterday. Bee had thrown a massive party at Satan's and had destroyed a large part of his home. Bee was sound asleep on the floor happy, Satan meanwhile was fucking pissed. Satan was going to attack Bee in her sleep, but Mammon had stopped him. Lied and said that he had thrown the party and that Satan was a moron for not protecting his home. Satan had grabbed Mammon by the shirt, punched him in the stomach and pulled Mammon's hat off. Before Mammon could react Satan had already set his head on fire.
Mammon never wanted people to find out, not out of shame. But because it was easier to hide it than to tell people the cold and cruel truth. A truth that Satan could spin, Mammon commented saying that he was fine and that his antennas were slowly growing back. People were sending hearts and hugging emojis, as the sound of Satan's laugh plays in the back of Mammon's mind. Like a ghost that won't leave, a ghost that he wanted gone. Queenie noticed, she moved closer to Mammon and placed her hand on his.
Satan sent Mammon a private massage. 'If I was you I wouldn't bother telling anyone the truth, not that anyone would believe you anyways. You're not exactly known for telling the truth...little brother.'
'Sooner or later you'll get yours, and when you do I hope I have a front row seat. Let's not forget that I know how you really got all those muscles you're so proud of.' Mammon sent back a screenshot of a receipt for steroids. 'Remember I control and know about all the money that is used in Hell. I have all the bank info I need to show people some of the truth. It'll only be a matter of time before people find out the rest, I also have a recording of what you said. You know about ruling Hell long before the golden angels fall, I wonder how Lucifer would react to that.'
Satan didn't answer back for some time. 'You'd better keep a close eye on your pretty little Sinner. You wouldn't want her to be taken, like the others.'
"Are you okay?" Queenie asked.
"You remember last night when I said that Satan..." Mammon said, not realizing that he was reaching for his antennas. "Well..." Mammon started to tell Queenie everything, his breathing was shaky and his voice cracking.
"What?!" Queenie said, standing and opening her wings.
The wind from Queenie's wings had moved the mugs and plates. Mammon quickly grabbed everything before it could fall off the table.
"Easy, I'm used to being treated like that. Do the comments about my weight and sex life hurt, yes. Do I hate Satan for what he did to me and what he would have done to Bee? That's also a yes, would I change it??? Sometimes yes, but mostly no because I've been around long enough to know that if I had let Satan do that to her. Then I'm no better than he is, so I'll be the black sheep of the Sins. If..." Mammon stopped and choked back the words for a moment. "If I have to be the villain then I'll do it my way, I want to live how I want. Not how others think I should, I want...I want to feel something again. Something besides anger, loneliness or even sadness..." Mammon said, as his phone rang. "Hey Luci, long time no talk..." Mammon said, with almost fake sweetness as he put the phone on speaker.
"Mammon, how in the Fuck did a sinner end up???" Lucifer asked.
"Um Mammon didn't kidnap me or anything like that." Queenie said, as if claiming down an angry parent and started to explain everything.
"Oh well...I'm glad to hear that, thank you Queenie. Now the main reason I actually called what happened to your antenna?"
"Oh no you don't you absent cunt! Almost eight mother fucking years Lucifer, hell even before that you never once asked how I or the others were doing. And now you care, you know I get it Charlie is your baby girl. But we were your responsibility too long before her, I get that you were just a kid yourself. And that we were a lot, but you said you would always be there for us. I was the third oldest and I offered along with Ozzie to help you rule Hell. We wanted to help and you walked away and left us to figure it out. I guess the apple didn't fall far from that fucking tree." Mammon said, his voice cracking almost as clear as thunder.
The silence was frighteningly heavy, almost like someone had dropped a bomb. Queenie could hear some static in the background that she would recognize anywhere. It was Alastor, Mammon then let out a sigh and stood up. Mammon fought back tears as his hands shook from anger.
"If you don't mind, I owe Queenie a tour of Greed." Mammon said, walking away.
"I'm sorry King Lucifer, but Mam just left." Queenie said, putting the phone on video call.
"You can just call me Lucifer, that was the first time he..." Lucifer said, trying to hold back tears.
"Mam's been through a lot, I know you have to. But...it really isn't the same, he's angry at you at Ozzie at Bee and Satan." Queenie watched as Lucifer walked away.
Alastor sat down in front of the phone. "Well now that was fun..." Alastor said, his scar from Adam could be seen through his half buttoned shirt.
"Yeah, the big guys has been through a lot, especially the past two days." Queenie said, explaining what happened.
"I see...I guess the two aren't that different, Lucifer suffers from depression." Alastor said, as someone knocked on the room door. "We'd better go, that's probably Charlotte at the door." Alastor said, looking at the phone for sometime before turning it off.
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Alastor opened the door and Charlie was standing in front of him looking like she was about to jump out of her skin. Alastor let her in and he couldn't help but to wonder if Charlie knew about what Queenie had told him. Lucifer quickly headed to the bathroom and came out moments later with his face and hair wet. He was clearly trying not to show that he had just been crying.
"Was that Uncle Mammon?" Charlie asked, almost bouncing up and down. "I just saw his post and I wanted to ask about his new girlfriend."
"Well Char Char, I don't know much about Queenie but she is apparently one of Alastor's friends. So maybe he can tell you about her, as for how they met..." Lucifer said, as he started to tell Charlie the story.
"Poor Queenie, but at least Uncle Mammon was there to help her. But I wonder what happened to his antennas?" Charlie asked, lightly biting her lip. "I'll send him a get well gift..." Charlie said, racing out of the room. "Maybe Uncle Ozzie knows."
Lucifer let out a breath like he had been holding it since Charlie had entered. "Mam's right...I did just walk away. But that ends now, I'll set up a meeting for when everyone's free."
"I believe that would be for the best, maybe you should have them bring their partners. So you can get a feel for them..." Alastor said, and Lucifer nodded in agreement.