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Mammon stood outside his massive mansion, it was black with neon green glass windows with large golden dollar signs. Mammon didn't want to go in because of Queenie, a sinner that had somehow ended up in the greed ring. Something about her had honestly put Mammon on edge from the moment he met her. When Mammon found Queenie she was badly hurt and covered in blood, but not all of it was hers. At least the last time Mammon had checked sinners didn't have golden blood. Mammon opened the door and there was Queenie sitting on the almost dollar sign shaped staircase. Her eyes shining like glow in the dark silver dollars. The usual golden rug looked like a dark mustard in the dark. The emerald green floor looked almost black, Queenie stood up and turned on the lights with a clap of her hands.

Queenie was a seven foot tall moth demon with pale red skin, neon purple wings with a large white spades on them. The fur on them was a metallic azalea pink with black spots with matching antennas. Queenie also had silver colored eyes with a large pink heart shaped spot around her right eye. The fur around her neck almost looked like an oversized heart. Queenie was wearing a black full length dress with a split running up the front that stopped just shy of her sex. With a large spade on the back side, Queenie also had on a rose gold dollar sign necklace with small rubies. Her deep, thick black hair hung in front of her left eye with a rose gold hair clip.

"So she's your type...I didn't think you were into women with two heads." Queenie said, her voice silky but ice cold. "You may have lost points with your eating habits." Queenie said, pointing to her forehead. "Always the performer, but never a lover..."

Mammon winced as if Queenie had just hit him. Queenie was damn near the only person who could get that reaction out of him. The other people being Satan and Lilith, Mammon watched as Queenie opened her wings. Queenie then flew off leaving Mammon alone with his thoughts and leaving behind a bottle of painkillers. After being hit by Queenie's wing rolled down the stairs and stopped at Mammon's feet. Mammon bent over and picked up the bottle on it was a note.

'For your head you greedy asexual asshole.' Queenie had written in perfect cursive.

"Damn it..." Mammon said, putting a hand to his head. "I really shouldn't have done that..." Mammon opened the bottle and popped a couple of pills into his mouth.

Once in her room Queenie kicked off her black high heels and started to undress. On Queenie's bed was a pair of hot pink silk pajamas. Just above her head was a hanger with hair bands on it. Queenie reached up and pulled off a hot pink one. Once Queenie got to the bed she put on the pajamas, she then turned around and fell back onto the queen sized bed. The black and gold quilt engulfed her like a friend giving her a hug. Queenie's black and orange cat stared at her from the dresser, its tail swinging back and forth. Almost reminding her of an old cat clock her family used to have when she was alive. The cat blinks its eyes one yellow and the other almost lime green in color.

"I'm not jealous..." Queenie said, to the cat. "That fat ass wouldn't know what to do with a woman even if he had one." The cat went over to Queenie and laid down on her chest. "And besides anyone who would date him no correction , have sex with him. Would most likely have to do all the work...Hell he probably wouldn't even be able to put it in. Let's be honest, Mam is so fat he probably couldn't find his dick if I paid him." Queenie said, petting the cat. "No, I don't mean it. You know I've never been that into looks. And besides I owe him if he hadn't found me. I would most likely would have died...I'm not sure how I got to Greed." Queenie said, staring at the ceiling. "And don't dare leave because I'm not sure of what will happen when I do."

Mammon had gone to his own room, the room had a very large bed. The walls had old posters of a much younger and thinner Mammon. All of them very carefully hand drawn instead of the now printed out ones that we all know of today. The last one was from five hundred years ago, looking at it made his knees, back, head and heart hurt. Not to mention his head, down in front of Mammon in the crowd looking up was an imp. Her long black hair was up in a messy bun with a hair pin sticking out. The pin had Mammon's head on it, she also had his face tattooed on her back.

'That alone should have been a red fucking flag.' Mammon thought to himself. "Red flag...it was more like a massive fucking circus tent. That cunt Asmodeus is probably still laughing his feathered ass off." Mammon then looked down at the note that was still in his hand. "How did she know I was an asexual? I've never told anyone that..." Mammon said, tearing apart the note. "It doesn't matter...she'll get bored and decide I'm not worth it. And she'll leave...they always leave, I should be used to being used. And besides, asexuals don't date or have relationships...or at least that's what everyone says." Mammon looked at the poster one more time.

"Maybe it's a good thing...after all, Ruby, you were the first person in a long time that I had cared for. You were my first for a lot of things."

After changing out of his clothes Mammon flopped onto the bed. Causing the bed to let out a loud creak, but it didn't break it just bounced. Mammon then looked over to the night stand and sitting on top was a bottle of pills. Mammon had been taking the pills inside the bottle for a little over three years. But like usual they didn't work, Mammon sat up and picked up the bottle. He stared at it for sometime before throwing the bottle at the wall. The pills that had been inside were now on the floor, Mammon placed his hands to his face as he laid back down. Mammon didn't bother to take off his hat, he just fell asleep.

That same night Fizz and Ozzie had had a pretty bad fight. And as Fizz laid on his side of the bed a thought crossed his mind. Mammon didn't read gossip magazines like him and Ozzie.

'So how did Mam know about us?' Fizz rolled over. "Ozzie, did you ever tell Mammon about us?"

"No, I thought you did..." Ozzie said, he then took out his phone and started texting Mammon. 'Hey fat ass, how did you find out about us?'

Mammon woke up just long enough to answer back. 'You really do think I'm blind and stupid...just leave me alone that's all I want.'

That last part actually worried Asmodeus. 'Mam, are you alright?'

'Don't act like you actually give a fuck. Because we all know you don't...you never did. You and that little whore of a party girl Bee...' Mammon texted back just before his phone died.

Part of Mammon wanted to cry, to scream but there wasn't anything left. Just an emptiness where the tears had once been. The only things that filled it anymore was anger and on rare occasions these days happiness. Once it had always happened in massive waves, but after trying everything he could to feel even a little normal. But after so long of trying Mammon decided to use the growing anger, the loneliness, that bitterness that had overpowered the love and happiness. To make himself stronger, at first the sadness and loneliness bothered him. Now it was part of Mammon's everyday life. Till Queenie somehow coming home to her actually made the pain hurt less. Even when Queenie was cold or even cruel Mammon actually kinda liked having her there. Queenie reminded him of Levi, at least in some terms. Queenie could be harsher, colder and again crueler she also would call people out on their crap. But there did seem to be a gentleness to her, a kind of softness that was hidden. Mammon had seen it on more than one occasion, moments where Queenie would help the imps or hell hounds with something.

The hellhounds, Mammon knew he was going to get some blow back on that one. But not as much as Beelzebub, but what did she think would happen? A hell hound was chained and muzzled and she did nothing. Back in the day Mammon would have tried to talk some sense into Bee and try to correct what Satan had said. But it led to him being Satan's literal punching bag. Needless to say that was the last time Mammon played the nice guy and hero. After that Mammon's mental health got so much worse and it's been downhill ever since. Bee and Ozzie were useless, Ozzie was a coward that's why Mammon was surprised that Ozzie confessed to dating Fizz. Bee well, she would rather be out partying than doing any real work. Hell Mammon honestly doubted if Beelzebub actually signed those adoption papers herself. The few Mammon had seen for himself all seemed to have the same exact writing as if someone had used a copier. Even Mammon knew that nobody signed their names the same every time. Oh yes parts usually stayed the same, but not all of it especially over hundreds of years. Nobody knew this but Bee had almost no money and her parties were very pricey. Mammon up till four hundred years ago had paid for most of them. Back when he was still concerned and cared back when Mammon still believed it would get better. Before or rather after his life became a massive waste of time. That was when it had truly sunk in for Mammon. Then he found out that he was bipolar, it explained a lot. The never ending ups and downs, the burst of anger that would come out of nowhere. Days of nothing but pure sadness, being interested one minute. But then nothing the nothingness was happening more and more these days. The last doctor said it was because Mammon had lived with it for so long. Up till Fizzarolli's song Mammon couldn't really remember the last time he had actually enjoyed a show.

Fizz, Mammon had actually liked the kid even after the fire. The fire, when Mammon saw the kid after the fire he had had a panic attack. It brought back too many horrible memories for Mammon, memories of Satan attacking him back in the day. Fizz was sweet, too sweet, ambitious but over time he became obsessed with being perfect. At first Mammon wanted to discourage it, because Fizz reminded Mammon of himself. And sure enough the burnouts were happening more and more as were the panic attacks. It then hit Mammon, if he pushed a little harder Fizz would crack. It was cruel, but Mammon felt it was the only way. Fizz's relationship with Ozzie came as a surprise, but it was also fuel for the fire. Mammon used his memories of Ruby to fuel his anger towards Fizz. The saddest part was that it wasn't all that hard. It felt like a huge and very bad case of deja vu for Mammon. Part of him was a little jealous of Ozzie and Fizz and that actually made him hate them more. Hate, that was almost all he felt anymore.

'Bee will never know or understand what I've done for her...what I've given up to protect her that day.' Mammon thought to himself as he slowly fell into a hopefully dreamless sleep.

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The next day Queenie got up early and started cooking breakfast. As a small imp came in with an apron and a small child on her back. Queenie and the imp almost never talked or interacted with each other. Not because Queenie didn't like imps or anything she just wasn't very social. Even when she would gamble or even when she was a hostess. Even when she used to perform she wasn't very social. Mostly because of how she used to get treated when she was alive. Queenie then heard the sound of small hooves on the kitchen floor. Then Queenie felt a small body gently laying against her wings.

"So soft..." The little imp child said.

"Rose honey, please leave Miss Queenie alone. I'm sure she doesn't like it when someone touches her without permission." Rose's mother said, picking the child up rather harshly. "And besides, we told Mr. Mammon we wouldn't bother Miss Queenie when she's doing something."

"It's alright, Rose can lay on them if she wants." Queenie said, patting Rose on the head with her lower right arm.

"See mommy Queenie doesn't mind." Rose said, getting free of her mother's arms.

"That's not the point young lady..." Rose's mother said, her voice slightly rising.

Queenie felt her back stiffening and she then blocked out everything. As memories of her own childhood came flooding back. Queenie's hands started to shake, tears started to sting her eyes. No one had noticed that Mammon had been standing in the doorway.

'It's too early for this shit...' Mammon thought to himself as he started to rub his face.

At first Mammon hadn't noticed how Queenie was reacting to the fight. Till he saw Queenie place her top hands over her ears and smelt the food burning. Then Queenie fell to the floor, the knife blade she was holding was now cutting into the palm of her hand. There was a swirl of dark greenish grey smoke and lightning. Mammon tossed the pan and the burnt eggs into the nearest sink. Mammon then scooped Queenie up and sat her down on the kitchen island, quickly wrapping Queenie's hand in a nearby towel. This got Rose and her mother to stop fighting which had gotten even more intense. Mammon gently removed the towel and then the knife from Queenie's hand and re-wrapped her hand in the towel.

"Shit you cut yourself good..." Mammon said, holding Queenie's hand then he saw Rose next to him. "Rose, could you go and get me my hell phone? I need to call a friend, do you know where my room is?" Mammon asked, as Rose nodded and tears ran down her small face. "Good girl...you did nothing wrong, I'm also going to need my charger. It should still be plugged into the wall near my bed." Mammon looked at Rose's mother, he waited for Rose to leave the room. "As for you...the next time you yell at Rose we're going to have a very long talk about your work here. And if I remember correctly your ex-husband wants full custody. This is also not the first time I've heard you screaming at Rose. I told you, if Queenie says yes to something then you are to leave Rose alone." Mammon said, pulling out a couple of long balloons and turning them into a small flower. 'It's not much, but it should make Rose feel a little better. Fuck Queenie's bleeding like a fucking stuffed pig...' Mammon thinks to himself as he tightens his grip on Queenie's hand.

Rose came running back with Mammon's phone and charger almost tripping over the cord. Mammon bent over and took the phone and cord from Rose. He then handed Rose the balloon flower as his bottom left hand wiped away Rose's tears.

"Thank you, here's a flower for the best imp I know. Now go clean up, you have snot running down your face it's Gross..." Mammon said, setting down his phone and plugging it into an outlet under the island.

Rose nodded and said in a quiet voice with a small laugh. "Thank you..."

Mammon then turned his attention back to Queenie, the towel around her hand was almost completely covered in blood. Mammon's lower hands and eyes started dialing Belphegor's number while his upper hands and eyes. Were busy getting a new towel and cleaning Queenie's cut. A phone could be heard ringing through Mammon's for a little while before the sound of Belphegor's voice could be heard.

"Hold on Bel, I'll put you on speaker." Mammon said, hitting speaker. "Could you come over and help me?"

"Your sinner cut herself didn't she...I'll be right there." Bel said, in a sleep filled voice.

"Thanks and she's not my sinner..." Mammon said, looking at Queenie.

There was a slight almost childish laugh on the other end of the phone. "Oh Mammy, she became yours the moment you saved her."

There was a flash of light, smoke, some fire and glitter. Then there was a very tall sheep-like demon with long hair and a candle on her head. It was Belphegor, she was wearing a long mauve colored shirt that gradually faded into the dark purple of her bell bottom pants. As Belphegor started to walk towards them she closed her eyes making it look like she was sleep walking. Till Belphegor opened them to look at Queenie's hand, she stared at the hand for some time. Bel snapped her fingers making a deep purple almost black looking bag with stars and galaxies on it appear. Bel reached into the bag and started to pull out creams, antibiotics, pain killers, then a new kind of band aid with what looked like tiny zip ties attaching the two sides. Belphegor cleaned out the cut and gently put the cream in the cut causing it to bleed again. Not heavily just a little due to the cream, Belphegor whipped away the blood before using the band aid. After placing it on Queenie's hand she smiled and lightly patted Queenie's hurt hand with her now free hand. While her lower arms dug out a gosse for wrapping Queenie's hand. Belphegor then started wrapping Queenie's hand in the gosse.

"You poor thing...I'm truly sorry that all of that had happened to you. Keep your hand dry and clean...but I guess you don't want the pain killers." Bel said, putting the painkillers back in the bag.

"How???" Queenie asked, with a wince.

"Bel, can see the past, present and future. She can also tell what drugs work best for whoever needs them. She's also good at making new ones, but many of the drugs can cause addiction." Mammon said, watching Bel wrap Queenie's hand. "She can also read minds..." He added with a hint of annoyance.

"Oh yes, before I forget we need to talk and I don't think..." Belphegor started to speak, but Mammon stopped her.

"I can't Bel, I just can't nothing is fucking working anymore." Mammon said, trying to control his anger but failing. "I can't do it anymore..."

Queenie could feel the electricity before she heard or saw it. Queenie was surprised that Mammon didn't raise his voice. But the tone alone was enough to scare most people. Queenie had suspected for some time that something was off with Mammon. It was a funny thing for Queenie to know Mammon, but not really know him. She had lived in Mammon's home for almost four years and yet Queenie had learned more about Mammon now than ever. But as Queenie watched Mammon and Belphegor continue to talk. She realized that she actually knew more about him than even his fellow sins did except for Belphegor. Then Queenie heard the doorbell ring, she jumped off the island and started out of the kitchen. Queenie took out her phone to see who was at the door, it was Leviathan.

Once at the door Queenie took a deep breath and fixed the cherry blossom pink top she was wearing. While her lower hands did the same to her knee long skirt, Queenie then undid the apron. Queenie had tossed the apron off to the side out of sight. Queenie opened the door and both heads stared at her for some time.

"So you are the reason for Mammon asking us out." Leviathan's uglier head said, looking Queenie over.

"Oh Athan, stop and besides she's very pretty. Much prettier than Ruby Storm, between her pretty looks and Bee and Ozzie's bullying. It's no wonder Mam felt a little insecure..." Levi stopped noticing the confused look on Queenie's face.

"She doesn't know...about Ruby or for that matter any of it." Athan said, with a small look of pity. "I think you and your man need to sit down and talk."

"Um...me and Mammon aren't together." Queenie said, without thinking she squeezed her cut hand tightly.

The two heads looked at each other confused. "And yet you are here in his home?" Athan said, with a tilt of her head.

"It's..." Queenie finally noticed how she was holding her cut hand. "It's complicated, please come in..." Queenie said, stepping away to let Leviathan in.

"Don't tell me Mam tried to cook again." Levi said, smelling the air. "Mammon can be fun, but he can't cook to save his life."

"No...that was my fault." Queenie said, brushing back her hair. "I had a small accident while I was cooking..." Queenie said, embarrassed and hid her hand.

"Oh..." Both heads said, together. "Oh well, accidents will happen from time to time. I'm honestly a little jealous, I wish we could cook." Levi said, as Athan nodded.

As they got closer to the kitchen Queenie noticed that it was very quiet. This made Queenie nervous to the point that she had found herself almost running.

'Oh fuck, did the big fucking asshole kill Belphegor?!' Queenie thought to herself. 'Wait what happens if a sin kills another sin?'

But then Queenie heard the sound of very gentle snoring. Belphegor's head was on the table in the small breakfast nook in the corner. Both of Leviathan's heads laughed while looking at Belphegor. Leviathan walked over and shook Belphegor awake and to Queenie's surprise Belphegor woke up. Mammon then reappeared in a hunter green suit with shark tooth buttons. A shirt almost as white as his body, a lime green tie with a gold dollar sign tie clip. And of course a matching hat, as Mammon put on his gloves. Queenie noticed a long scar that went up the palm of his hand to well past his wrist.

"Oh hey Levi, I can't talk right now..." Mammon said, putting on the last glove.

"More importantly why or rather how did a sinner get into Greed? And why haven't you told us about her?" Levi asked, grabbing onto Mammon's arm.

"Also you haven't told your little sinner that all she had to do was ask permission to travel to the other rings." Athan said, looking towards Queenie. "You haven't even told her about..."

"Don't you dare say that name!" Mammon yelled, pulling free of Leviathan. "Here Queenie, unlike Ozzie I can't just pull this stuff out of my ass." Mammon said, walking towards Queenie as he pulled out a golden medallion from a pocket. "As long as you have this on you'll be able to go anywhere in Hell you want."

Mammon surprised Queenie by walking behind her and using a piece of black silk that he pulled out of his sleeve. Tied the medallion around Queenie's waist like a belt, Queenie felt her face getting warm. When Mammon's hand touched Queenie's back she had unwillingly let out a small squeak. Usually this would have led to Queenie giving him a very hard slap. But for some reason that Queenie couldn't understand she liked it when Mammon 's hands touched her back. On the last touch Queenie slapped her hands over her mouth. But it was too late Queenie had let out one last squeak this one louder. Mammon decided to touch Queenie one more time to make sure the squeaking was really coming from her. This led to Queenie elbowing him almost in the crotch which caused a loud honk.

"Ugh...that was fair." Mammon said, with a cough.

In truth when Mammon touched Queenie the last time he hadn't thought about where he had placed his hand. Mammon had touched Queenie just below the belt, to his credit Mammon had despite the pain had stayed on his feet. Mammon had held back the anger that would have normally come to the surface. Something about Queenie's squeaking had awakened something inside him. Something he thought was long dead, curiosity of another person. Mammon had wondered why he hadn't heard Queenie's beautiful squeaks before. That word hadn't crossed Mammon's mind in so long that he wasn't sure if he even remembered the meaning of the word anymore. Mammon watched as Queenie turned to face him, her face redder than usual. For an already red skinned demon it was very impressive, the embarrassment had actually reached Queenie's eyes. It was like Mammon had unlocked a secret shame of her's. It felt so strange to Mammon, he had never really had this effect on anyone. Especially as he is now, Mammon knew that compared to Lucifer, Asmodeus and fucking Satan. That he was the uglier of the male sins and unlike before Queenie was actually being honest with her reactions. Mammon had spent forever hiding his asexuality, how he saw himself, hiding his own skills, power, his lack of energy and just not caring anymore. The robo imps looked real enough, but it was never the same. Yes, the imps that usually sat next to him with the fans were robots. Mammon would always change how they looked so no one knew the truth. Except for Queenie, but only because the robot's arms had fallen off in front of her. It was the one he had pushed off of where he had been sitting.

Queenie was holding up one of her wings in front of her like a shield. The last boyfriend Queenie had didn't like her squeaking; he had called it annoying and pointless. Queenie had also hid things too; she hid the squeaking, the fact that she was an Overlord, what she had once done for work and her past. Queenie looked away from Mammon, but then she looked at him again. Queenie hated the fact that she had shown weakness in front of him, but hearing Rose's mother yell at her. It had triggered all the old memories that she had tried to bury.

"I need to go. I have a couple of spoiled brats I need to deal with." Mammon said, disappearing.

Queenie turned around, she had for a moment forgotten the others were there. They were staring at her, Queenie stared back not sure what to say.

"Would all of you like some coffee and breakfast?" Queenie asked, clearing her throat.

"Aw...I wish you hadn't stopped squeaking." Levi said, sitting down.

"I agree, it was such a wonderful sound and Mammon thought so too." Athan said, tossing her hair back.

"Now now girls, Queenie here has her reasons. But you are correct about Mammy liking the sound of her squeaking." Belphegor said, laying her head back down on the table.

"I'll take my coffee with cream and sugar." Levi said, with a pout.

"And I'll take mine with cream and Bel here likes hers with chocolate milk." Athan said, playing with Belphegor's hair.

"So does Mammon..." Queenie said, more to herself than anyone else.

As Queenie started making the coffee she started to play with her new belt. But then she stopped and went back to making breakfast with her extra hands. It was quick and easy. Queenie grabbed a new pan for the eggs, and she opened a package of maple bacon. Queenie chopped up some peppers and onions to put in the eggs the way Mammon liked. For Leviathan, Belphegor and herself plain scrambled eggs with salt, pepper, garlic and onion powder. Rose came running in, but stopped when she saw Leviathan and Belphegor. Queenie toasted a couple of everything bagels and cooked some spicy sausage patties, she placed the patties, eggs and bacon on to the bagels. Queenie plated everything else, the bagels she put into two round containers. Queenie also pulled out a grass green coffee mug that said 'money is king' with a small crown. The whole time Queenie was humming and lightly singing again forgetting that she wasn't alone. Till she saw the tip of Rose's tail with its black and white spots.

"Here you go Rose, please take this to Mammon for me." Queenie said, placing the containers into a bag and handing it to Rose.

Rose nodded and pulled out a yellow crystal and made a small portal. Rose jumped through being careful not to spill the coffee, Queenie then took the rest to the table. And to Queenie's surprise Leviathan was clapping, they then poked Belphegor awake.

"Well now, we were wondering why Mam seemed so annoyed before he left. Whatever happened had ruined his morning show." Levi said, pointing to Queenie's hand.

"Now Levi, what happened before we got here is none of our business. And Queenie don't worry about Mammy too much when he gets home and goes out back." Belphegor said, drinking her coffee.

Queenie knew about Mammon going out back of the mansion. But Queenie never knew what he did back there; all she knew was that there was a large garden. In it was an old broken fountain and three massive old willows, one long dead. The dead one was in the center cracked and scarred as if it had been struck by lightning more than once. The others were untouched except for a few very faint scars and a few broken branches. The stone paths were long buried under dirt, grass and other plants the roots of the trees had pushed up some of the stones through the years. The stone was a grayish green slate or at least the stones Queenie had seen looked like slate.

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"What do you mean your sister isn't here again?!" Mammon said, towering over Glitz who just shrugged her shoulders. 'Great, if I had known that I would have just stayed home. I guess both me and Queenie are having a shitty fucking day.' Mammon thought to himself as he walked away. "Fine then you can do all of the meets and greets yourself." Mammon said, noticing a small imp tail heading towards him.

"So I'm being punished for my sister?" Glitz said, as Mammon turned back to her.

"Well I sure as fuck can't punish her since Glam that little cunt isn't here. Now go do what you do best, whine like a little brat and go sell yourself." Mammon said, waving Glitz off as he went to walk away.

"We can always have some fun..." Glitz said, jumping onto Mammon's shoulder making sure her breast touched his face.

Mammon quickly pulled Glitz off rather harsher than he meant to. "No thank you, if you want to make money by being a whore. Then I'd recommend you go and find a pimp. I don't like people who open their legs instead of doing their jobs." Mammon said, getting his face really close to Glitz's. "I prefer hard workers, the next time you or your sister offer yourselves up to me like this. I will fire both of you in a heartbeat..." Mammon said, placing Glitz down on the floor.

Glitz looked at Mammon and she actually cowered as she walked away. Mammon looked to see Rose standing in front of him with a bag and his mug. Mammon then let out a heavy sigh, he gently took the bag and coffee mug. Mammon's lower hands pulled out fifty dollars and lightly rubbed Rose's head.

"Sorry you had to see that..." Mammon said, drinking the coffee.

"That's alright...I kinda miss Fizz." Rose said, pulling out a Fizz figurine.

"I hear ya..." Mammon said, staring at the small figurine.

"Why did you fire...or why did he leave?" Rose asked, watching Mammon.

"Because if I hadn't he would have killed himself trying to be the impossible, perfect." Mammon said. "The fact that he left instead of me firing him just means that I did what I had to. You'd better head back Queenie and your ma are probably getting worried."

Rose wanted to ask more, but thought better of it. As Rose turned to leave she waved to Mammon and he waved back. Mammon then rolled his head back and forth making his neck crack and pop. Mammon knew Rose wasn't stupid hell she was probably the smartest kid never mind imp he actually knew. After all that was why Mammon usually had Rose run errands. The kid was tiny, but she could easily take care of herself. And Mammon would pay little Rose for every errand she would run for him and Queenie. The pay depended on the errand, the most Mammon paid her for one errand was a little over five hundred dollars. And that was because Fizz had disappeared into thin air it wasn't till Rose came back. That Mammon found out Fizz had been taken, needless to say he was more than a little angry. Not just because of the money Fizz brought in or rather used to bring in. But because Mammon knew what losing Fizz would have done to Ozzie. Even after what had happened between them Mammon was still worried about him. But of course Mammon had once thought of Asmodeus as a brother and his best friend. Which is what made what happened hurt so much worse than it should have.

Mammon at this point had become a master of faking all of it. Faking being understanding, trust, years of faking being okay, faking the fun and energy to the point where he felt so tired. Not that anyone actually cared, Mammon hadn't thought about how much faking he had actually done till Queenie. All the piss poor excuses to not go out and interact with people. All the food he ate just to bury his feelings. Then Mammon saw an old Fizzarolli poster hanging on the wall. Mammon started to make a small ball of lightning in his hand. Mammon brought his hand up and shot the ball at the poster. Mammon watched the poster burn for sometime before putting a small shield around it. Mammon then watched as the fire slowly went out before walking away.

"That reminds me, I should really send Blitzo a thank you gift, actually I think I'll send two. One for protecting Fizz and one for burning down Loo Loo Land. After all, I gave it to Cash as a trade for Fizz and the others. But of course he never did tell his kids or the others about the deal. Not that it really matters, the place had been losing money for a while. I had built it just to get Lucifer's attention in the first place. At least Blitzo has a good job...but I wonder what became of Barbie? Well it's none of my business anymore at least Blitz still has his head after everything." Mammon said, walking to his office. "Maybe I'll pay some of their bills..."

Once Mammon was in his office he sat down behind a very large willow wood desk. Next to and on it were mountains of papers, Mammon pulled out a small device that had two goldish colored handles and a bright green screen. Mammon held it up to the nearest pile of papers as a green light scanned the pile. The screen was then filled with receipts and calculations of how much money was coming in and out. Calculations Mammon had already done in his head, using the small device was just a way to double check his math. Which was always correct, that was one of the differences between him and Ozzie. Well and the fact that Mammon actually read the paper work before signing anything.

Queenie, Leviathan and Belphegor had been talking when Rose came back. Rose was still holding the small figurine, Queenie then got up from her chair. As Queenie made her way to Rose, Rose quickly put the figurine in her pocket. Queenie then pulled out a plate from under a large bowl and took it to the table.

"Here you go, Rose, sit down and enjoy a nice hot breakfast." Queenie said, picking Rose up and placing her at the table.

"I can't mom said that I have to clean Mr. Mammon's room." Rose said, as her stomach growled.

"I'll do it after I see Miss Leviathan and Miss Belphegor out." Queenie said, as the two sins started out.

"Okay, but some of Mr. Mammon's pills are on the floor. I hope he'll be okay..." Rose said, eating the food.

Queenie looked at Leviathan, the two heads looked just as confused as she was. Belphegor let out a very tiny almost drowsy sounding sigh as she started to gently pull them out of the room. Once they got to the door the three of them stepped outside.

Queenie looked at Belphegor as did Leviathan. "Pills?" They asked together.

"I really shouldn't tell anyone, but they're for his bipolar disorder." Belphegor said, before leaving.

Athan looked at Queenie with worry heavy on her face. "Did you???"

"No...I thought something was off, but..." Queenie said, as her voice caught in her throat.

Leviathan hugged Queenie. "Look after him please." Levi said, as they disappeared into a torrent of water.

Once Leviathan had left Queenie went back inside and went to Mammon's room. When Queenie turned on the lights she was surprised by the almost sad pale green walls and black marble floor. The walls had hundreds of burn marks that looked like a strange spider web. The floor had four massive holes made from fist hitting it. It didn't take Queenie long to find the bottle and all the pills. Queenie sat down on Mammon's bed, it was soft but also surprisingly firm. And Queenie's mind went to the day she had woken up in it. The sin of Greed didn't seem to care about the blood that had covered the bed and sheets. Queenie remembered how gently Mammon had touched her that day. How Mammon had touched her back earlier about how much she had missed just being touched.

"Stop..." Queenie then noticed all the posters. "Wow, there are a lot of posters..." Queenie said, standing up from the massive bed.

As Queenie looked at the posters she noticed a few things about them. Many of the older ones had the same imp down in front of the stage. Mammon was always happy, but then Queenie noticed that later on the imp had stopped showing up. And when she did her mind seemed to be elsewhere. Then she was gone all together and Mammon looked like he was in pain. And other performers started to appear more and more while Mammon seemed to almost disappear all together. And when Mammon did show it was with fake joy, energy and to top it off a fake smile. The smile reminded Queenie of a dear friend that had disappeared for seven years. Alastor, the two weren't all that different, both hid behind a smile and jokes. The last Queenie heard Alastor was now living and working at the Hazbin Hotel. And according to rumors he was now dating Lucifer of all people.

"But at least Al is finally happy, I hope he's okay after that attack on the hotel. And now the second fight with Vox, why Velvette stays with them I'll never understand." Queenie said, as she looked at the posters again. 'Not that she's all that innocent, Vel did after all make a love potion.'

Queenie then noticed Asmodeus in the earlier posters cheering Mammon on. But then he stopped showing up about the same time as the imp had stopped. Queenie's heart sank, a pitcher was forming in her mind. It oddly reminded Queenie of the whole Alastor, Vox and Valentino thing. Queenie noticed the light fading from Mammon's eyes just like it had for Alastor. Like it had for her own, Queenie looked up to the ceiling parts of it were missing.

Once Queenie was done in Mammon's room she decided to wander around the area near the mansion. It was so that if Queenie was attacked she could easily run back into the grounds. Pretty early in Queenie had noticed that not too many creatures dared to enter Mammon's turf. Mammon's home was in the heart of the Greed ring and was miles from other homes or buildings. Which Queenie honestly liked, Hell especially Greed was a nice change from Earth for Queenie. Down here Queenie had actually made a name for herself, she might not have been as powerful as Alastor, Rosie, Vox, Velvette or even as much as she hated to think about it, even Husk. But Queenie did have some talents that Husk had never really appreciated. Mammon on the other hand despite being asexual did seem to appreciate them. Not that that actually surprised Queenie, she unlike a lot of people knew that it was a large spectrum. No two asexuals were the same, some she found actually kinda enjoyed sex and made some of the nastiest jokes you could ever hear. Others have no interest at all and were just happy to just be by themselves. Others had a need for some kind of connection with someone, some liked the idea of a fictional relationship but never actually wanted to have a real one.

Hours later Queenie returned just as Mammon had come home. She could tell that Mammon had had a long day; it was practically written all over his face. Mammon quickly took off his coat and tie, Queenie knew what that meant. Queenie went to ask if he was alright, but was stopped by the sound of the door bell. They both took out their phones and when Mammon saw Asmodeus through the camera. He had let out an anger filled growl as the hand holding his phone started to shake violently. Queenie walked over to Mammon and took his phone as her lower hand took his.

"I'll go and see if I can get him to leave..." Queenie said, as Mammon's hand surprisingly gently squeezed hers.

"Thank you, but he won't leave..." Mammon said, closing his eyes. 'I just can't deal with this fucking roster tonight, I just want to sit down and have a meal with Queenie.' Mammon thought to himself as his head started to hurt again. 'And then lock my tired old fat ass in my room.'

"I can still try..." Queenie said, almost surprised by the softness in her own voice.

Mammon nodded. "I'll be in my office..." Mammon let out a heavy sigh. 'I really need a drink...'

Queenie waited for Mammon to leave before turning her attention to the door. Once there Queenie tried to forget what she had just figured out through the posters. But it all played in her mind in a loop, Queenie opened the door and leaned against the frame.

"Oh um, who are you?" Ozzie asked, staring at Queenie.

"I'm the one woman in Hell who isn't impressed by the sin of Lust. If I was you I would go back home to your latest imp toy. Mammon's not in the mood for visitors, especially ones that can't help but to think with their cock." Queenie watched as Asmodeus winced. 'Damn, I kinda wish Mam was standing here he would have laughed.' Queenie thought to herself as she let out an annoyed sigh. "And besides why should I let in someone who's going to bully the big boy. Haven't you done enough to Mam...let me guess you loved her." Queenie said, in a mocking tone. "I guess Mammon thought more of you then you of him. You know the decent thing to do when you find out your partner is already taken. Is to tell them that you wouldn't do anything to hurt your friend no to your family." Queenie said, feeling her heart racing and tears lightly stinging her eyes.

"Look...I just wanted to check on him." Ozzie said, holding up his hands as if to use them as a shield.

"More like bully...you have a lot of nerve coming here. I'm not..." Queenie stopped when she heard a faint cracking sound.

"Let him in, Queenie..." Mammon said, through the speaker on the camera.

"Fine, but I'm staying nearby..." Queenie said, stepping away from the door.

"Look I never meant..." Ozzie started to say, but was stopped by Queenie.

"Oh fuck off, I'm not the one you should be apologizing to. Not that a coward like you would ever really admit to doing anything wrong. Let me guess Ruby cheated on you too, so much for love. The all powerful sin of Lust being cheated on by the woman who he had cheated with. Can you say karma, I'll be going with Mammon to all the meetings and that from now on. You and that druggy Beelzebub have done enough emotional damage to him." Queenie said, turning away from Asmodeus.

Asmodeus said nothing as he followed behind Queenie. Ozzie stared at the moth demon as his heart sat in his chest like a lead brick. In truth Asmodeus hadn't thought about Ruby in such a long time.

'Mammon can't possibly still be angry about...' Ozzie thought to himself as he continued to watch Queenie. 'Who am I kidding of course he is...Mam could always hold a grudge. But he said he was fine back then...wait did he.' A realization hit Ozzie at that moment. "He lied to me..." He said, out loud.

"Let me guess Mammon said 'You can have her, I'm done...' A true performer can lie as well as they can put on a show." Queenie said, imitating Mammon almost perfectly. "Some of us hide our pain till it almost kills us." Queenie said, looking down at her hand.

Once they were at Mammon's office Queenie knocked on the door. When Mammon didn't answer right away Queenie had started to worry.

"Come in..." Mammon said, with a tone of annoyance.

After Queenie opened the door Asmodeus entered ducking down as he entered. As Ozzie entered his blue flames lit up the dark room, the blue light actually gave the room a depressing atmosphere. Asmodeus in an attempt to change the feel of the room turned up his light. It failed, the walls seemed to suck up the blue light making things worse. Ozzie then tried dimming his flames, this time it caused the room to feel cramped. Asmodeus felt very uneasy, Mammon was totally unfazed. Finally Mammon got tired of this little light show, he clapped and the lights came on. Queenie partly closed the door, but true to her word she stayed close by the door. And left it open a crack so she could look in. Queenie had never been someone to listen in on people's conversations. But Queenie needed to hear, she needed to know.

"What's the matter Ozzie, you can't possibly be here for business." Mammon said, removing his gloves very slowly.

"You know damn well why I'm here..." Ozzie said, starting to sit down in the chair in front of Mammon.

Mammon quickly shot a bolt of lightning at the chair knocking it away from the desk. The bolt had sent the chair half away across the room. Asmodeus grabbed his wrist feeling as if he had just been cut by a knife. Ozzie didn't feel any blood, but still took a quick look to make sure he wasn't bleeding. Ozzie then looked at Mammon in shock, this wasn't the Mammon he knew since childhood. This Mammon was colder, darker Ozzie had never seen him like this before. Well except for when he and Ruby Storm had told Mammon that they had been seeing each other. Before that Asmodeus hadn't known that Ruby and Mammon were a couple. But Ozzie loved Ruby and didn't want to give her up. This Mammon seemed older and almost ancient like someone who had seen way too much of the world and all its horrors. Someone who was tired of fighting whatever fight the world had forced on him. Someone who had been broken by those around him and was having a hard time putting himself back together. A clown that had finally realized they could no longer keep up the act or the show. A clown that no longer finds his own jokes funny anymore.

Mammon sat forward placing his elbows on the desk. "I never said you could sit down and as you can see I'm perfectly fine." Mammon said, removing another glove. "Not that you actually care after all true love is a powerful thing. I'm sure those two little love birds are working it all out as we speak. But I'm sure your own relationship is doing fine...at least Fizzy knows what loyalty is." Mammon said, starting to remove the last glove. "But what do I know I'm just a "Pissy nobody wants to fuck with a flaming pile of clown shit.' Now I'm not sure, but I have the faintest memory of..."

"Look Mammon..." Asmodeus started to say, but stopped after noticing the bottle of pills on the desk and the long scar on Mammon's hand. "Mam, what?" Ozzie said, not sure which question he wanted the answer to.

Mammon noticed right away where Ozzie had been staring. Usually Mammon would have tried to hide all of it, but he was tired of hiding. Tired of acting like everything was okay, like he still found himself funny. In truth Mammon hadn't felt like a jester in what felt like forever. Instead he felt like one of the biggest jokes in Hell and he was tired of being laughed at. It was one thing for Mammon to make jokes about himself, which he did. That was why he still dressed like a damn Christmas tree. It was a funny joke about himself because he had made it himself. Mammon honestly didn't mind when imps or others pointed it out because that was the point. It was something Asmodeus and Beelzebub didn't bother with because everyone had already ruined the joke for them.

"Which what? The pills I take because I'm bipolar or this old scar from my first and last suicide attempt." Mammon said, gently rubbing the old scar on his hand and wrist. "I remember that day very well...it was the day I had been betrayed by the two people I had trusted and loved." Mammon said, squeezing his eyes closed so tight that he thought he might have pushed his eyes too far back into his head. "I loved you like a brother, you of all people were my best friend. Ruby...I wanted to share my life with her. I was going to give her forever. She was my heart..." Mammon said, as tears filled his eyes.

Mammon could feel his demon form trying to take control as the tears fell and the electricity filled the corners of the room. Mammon's heart was pounding thinking about that day all those years ago. The words 'I love her' still hurt Mammon's very soul, never mind his heart.

Asmodeus stared at Mammon as if it was the first time seeing him. The air in the room felt heavy, Mammon stood up and Queenie looked in. Lightning started to fill the room, Mammon didn't move but he was clearly shaking. Queenie felt her body getting warm and her heart was racing. Mammon was quietly sobbing and Queenie could see the last thread in Mammon break like a stick that someone had stepped on. Mammon placed both of his upper hands on his face while his lower hands were down at his side clinched into a very tight fist. Mammon clearly couldn't hold it in anymore, the anger, sadness and betrayal that he had been holding back for so long wanted out. And Mammon was just too tired to keep fighting those feelings. The old memories still haunted him, of Ruby laughing as Ozzie kissed her. Of how Asmodeus held her, the same way he now held Fizz. Of how the two had looked at him, of how the pain seemed to weigh a ton in his chest.

"Mam please, I'm..." Ozzie said, reaching out for Mammon like an old friend trying to help. 'Please Mam...I know I fucked up, but I really am sorry.' Asmodeus wanted to say, but the words just wouldn't come out of his mouth. 'I never should have joined Bee in making fun of him all this time.' Asmodeus' hand was just inches from Mammon when he felt the air change around him.

Four bolts of lightning shot towards Ozzie, but they quickly shot off in different directions just before they got to Ozzie. Asmodeus fell to the floor covering his face with his arms. Not that it would have done much good, Asmodeus knew just what kind of damage Mammon's powers could do if he allowed it. Mammon started to laugh, it wasn't a good laugh. It was the laugh of someone who has nothing left, of a man who had held back his pain for too long. Mammon's laugh seemed to bounce off the walls making some things in the room shake. The laughter was the only thing keeping his demon form at bay at the moment.

"She was my fucking heart!"Mammon screamed, slamming all four of his fist into the desk breaking it in half. "I've thought about that day so many times..." Mammon said, his voice breaking. "I loved both of you...did your heart break the same way mine had? When you found out Ruby had slept with Satan did your fucking heart break like mine did?" Mammon asked, the static thick in the room. "Of course it had that look on your stupid face that says it all." Mammon said, tossing back his head like that would keep everything in his mind there. "Queenie...please show this worthless piece of shit out. Oh and I think it's very rude to make fun of asexuality...my sexuality." Mammon said, watching Asmodeus stand very slowly. "I had plans on coming out during Bee's first Pride Day party, but then she said "Asexuality is an excuse that people can't get fucked use to make themselves feel better." You stood there laughed and agreed, you are able to see people's sexuality and yet. There I was an asexual and you didn't even see me."

Asmodeus didn't say anything at first, just stared at Mammon. Till finally it sunk in and he finally saw a demi flag like shadow appeared around Mammon. Ozzie then watched as Mammon disappeared, Queenie grabbed Asmodeus by the sleeve of his coat.

"Please I..." Asmodeus stopped seeing the almost bitter cold look on Queenie's face.

"You've done enough...if Mam really wanted to hurt you. He would have done it and most likely he wouldn't have lost any sleep over it. I would keep that in mind tonight when you're in bed with Fizz. Also not that I'm defending Mammon's behavior, but he is the reason you and Fizz met." Queenie said, pulling Asmodeus out of the room. "Mammon was the one who asked you to make Fizz's arms and legs right. He did that because part of him still wants to trust you. His robots look good enough, but they don't last as long as your robotics."

"Wait Mam has...those two imps sitting next to him." Ozzie said, holding back tears.

"Of course you never saw it, you've also been losing money. Because of the deal you two made, now that Fizz no longer works for him. Mammon can cut prices on the Fizz bots, but the money goes to him not you. Because you broke a clause when you two started dating, but never told him. It's small and petty, but for him it's a win." Queenie said, letting out a laugh. "He knew the moment you asked if Fizz could work for you. You're probably one of those people who doesn't read the fine print."

Asmodeus couldn't look at Queenie, it actually hurt too. Queenie's straight ally colors were bright too bright and the sexual energy was coming off her in waves. It actually amazed Ozzie, this was the first person who didn't want fame or money from Mammon. Who didn't want anything from him, Queenie was just there for Mammon even if she never said it. It actually made Asmodeus hate himself more than before. Then Ozzie saw Queenie's hand, he went to ask about it but stopped.

"No Mam didn't do this..." Queenie said, holding up her cut hand. "He actually stopped me from making it worse, he also saved me almost four years ago. So tell Beelzebub, that Mammon finally has someone in his corner. And if she wants to pick on someone it will no longer be him." Queenie said, opening up the door. "Now as one of my favorite songs says "Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more." Aw, are your feelings hurt...tough shit." Queenie said, noticing the pained look on Ozzie's face. "Oh and tell Bee to expect smaller parties from here on out." She watched Ozzie leave.

Queenie stood outside for what felt like an hour. She looked up at the sky, storm clouds were thick in the sky. After shutting the door Queenie flew up and over the mansion. When Queenie saw Mammon, she landed and ducked behind the fountain. For sometime Mammon just stood there in front of the dead willow he was shaking. Golden blood lightly dripped from Mammon's hands then he started to attack the tree. Sparks were flying as if two pieces of flint were being smacked together. Then Mammon started using his thunder and lightning on the tree as he just kept slamming his fist into the tree. Sweat and blood stained his white fur and shirt as the ground started to shake. Then Mammon gave the tree a round house kick, it landed really hard. And there was a loud sickening pop, then Mammon fell to the ground. Mammon tried to stand, but once again fell to the ground. It was Mammon's right knee that had popped, but he didn't cry or scream; he just let out a loud grunt as he tried to stand. But Mammon's leg wouldn't hold his weight, his knee throbbed with pain.

Queenie meanwhile was breathing hard as if she had just gone for a run. Queenie's sex was tingling her back stiff as if there was a stick running up her back. Queenie's fingers had dug into the dirt, her legs once in the kneeling position were now wide open. When Queenie heard the pop she snapped out of it and flew over to Mammon. It wasn't much, but Queenie tried to help him to his feet. Once Mammon was on his feet they walked to the fountain and sat down on what was left. Queenie waited for Mammon to claim down at first she stared at him till she found her voice.

"Feel better???" Queenie asked, as Mammon pulled off his hat.

What Queenie saw broke her, on Mammon's head were two small damaged antennas. They had been growing back, but slowly. Queenie wanted to know how long they had been like that.

"Satan did this to me...about ten years after Ozzie and Ruby. They've been growing back, but it's been a very slow process." Mammon said, as if he could read her mind.

Every muscle in Mammon's body ached, his muscles twitched and jumped as they started to relax. Mammon looked down at his hands, they were bloody, cut and hurt with every movement. It had been so long since Mammon had done anything that physical. Then a sharp pain shot through Mammon's back, but he didn't react to it. Which was really hard not to do, Mammon sat there for sometime just staring at his hands. All four bloody, beaten, sore and shaking so bad that Mammon didn't think they would ever stop. Mammon looked at Queenie, she started to tear off parts of her skirt and shirt. Queenie then started to wrap Mammon's hands like he had done for her earlier in the day. Mammon looked at Queenie's legs, they were long, thin but muscled. Dancer legs, he would recognize them anywhere. Mammon had seen more than enough of them to know what they looked like. It also didn't help that Mammon could always tell someone's talent. That's how he had built his empire, that's how he helped Ozzie find Verosika Mayday. Mammon was still on good terms with Verosika, he even helped her with the whole credit card thing.

"Feel better???" Queenie asked, again still holding Mammon's hand.

Mammon let out a small tired laugh. "As strange as it sounds, yes...I almost always do. I brought one of my old posters out here and well." He said, pointing to the tree. "Now how about I tell you about mine if you tell me about yours." Mammon said, pointing to Queenie's cut hand.

Queenie let go of Mammon's hand. "My mom used to scream and yell all the time. But one day she took it a step further and pulled out a knife. My father hit her, it was the first and only time he had done that. I ran and never looked back, Kelly yelling at Rose just brought back those old memories." Queenie said, looking at the tree.

Mammon deep down knew there was more to that story. But Mammon didn't want to press his luck so he dropped it for now. But Mammon noticed that Queenie's lower arms were moving closer to her stomach.

"When Ozzie and Ruby told me that they had started seeing each other. It was on the same day I was going to...ask her to marry me." Mammon said, letting himself fall back into the fountain. "I told Asmodeus that he could have her, but..." Mammon looked up to the sky. "I was so far from alright, that I might as well have been back in Heaven. We're all fallen angels no matter what Satan or others say. We were just kids literally...but anyway I was so angry and upset that I sliced my hand open all the way to my elbow." Mammon said, rolling up his sleeve. "Up till I met you I was having a harder and harder time talking myself out of trying again." Mammon said, still staring at the sky. "That's what I was doing the day I found you...I chose Extermination day so that I could end it. But I changed my mind and I was going to just go home. I saw you trying to get into the Hellevator, but you had lost too much blood. Usually sinners can't leave Pride, but if they're with a sin or Lucifer himself they can do and go wherever they want. Sinners also need permission and special items." Mammon said, lightly touching the belt. "It wasn't always like that, I still remember when sinners used to come here."

"Did Belphegor take care of my wounds?" Queenie asked, turning to face Mammon.

"Of course she's the only person besides you that I trust and Levi of course. Plus I'm not surprised that you don't remember after all you had lost a lot of blood. And you were out for almost three days." Mammon looked down at his hand again. "They both patched me up after...Leviathan found me after Satan attacked me. Belphegor had came over the day I tried to kill myself."

"And that's when you realized who you could truly trust." Queenie said, feeling a raindrop. "Ow.." Queenie said, as the acid rain hit her.

"You'd better go back in..." Mammon said, unaffected by the rain as he handed Queenie a hidden umbrella.

"What about you?" Queenie said, opening the umbrella.

"The acid rain has never had any real effect on me." Mammon said, as the rain started to fall harder. 'Even though there were times I really wished it did...'

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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.

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Once Mammon and Queenie had gotten dressed Mammon had done just what he promised. Mammon had started with the area near his home. Which had mostly big mansions, none were as big as Mammon's. Many surprisingly were very plain, but still very beautiful especially the ones that kinda looked like they were from New Orleans. There were some swamps in between, not to mention somebody dumps spots. Mammon tried not to let her see because he didn't want Queenie to get scared and possibly run off.

"Sadly I've seen worse, my first day in Hell an Overlord kidnapped me. And almost added me to his 'meat locker' of a house. That's how I met my friend Alastor. The ass hole was one of the Overlords Al had killed, I later returned the favor. His wife tried to take Alastor out...she never heard me coming." Queenie said, with a silent flap of her wings. "It took months to perfect it..."

Mammon clapped. "You know The Radio Demon, that alone is impressive. I've heard the stories, Hell I was even one of his first listeners and fans." Mammon said, but when he noticed an imp approaching them.

Mammon, seeing who it was, picked Queenie up and placed her back on his shoulder. The person was an imp that looked like he had a stick up his ass that refused to be removed. The imp once Queenie got a better look at him he kinda looked like that poor little imp at the trial that wouldn't stop crying. Only instead of little white freckles he had white marks on the lower parts of his eyes. But under one was a large white scar.

"Crimson, what have I told you about coming around here?" Mammon said, pointing to Crimson's scar.

"What I can't congratulate the sin of Greed on bagging himself a beauty?" Crimson said, eyeing Queenie like she was the ultimate golden nugget.

Queenie, surprising Mammon, jumped off his shoulder and flew up. Mammon saw small glints of light flashing off metal. And then Queenie spun in the air, knives came raining down around Crimson and his men who up till that moment were hiding. Many of the knives had hit not just Crimson, but also his men. Crimson fell to his knees after grabbing his right heel, blood running through his fingers. Mammon, still in shock, looked around, he felt Queenie land back on his shoulder.

"Damn...I missed, I was aiming for the family jewels." Queenie said, tossing back her hair with a low laugh.

This made Mammon want to grab his own 'family jewels' out of a small case of fear. Then the thought of Queenie 'doing' something to him made Mammon blush. As Crimson and his men got to their feet and ran away. Queenie didn't question the fact that the blush had a greenish color to it. Due to the fact that his scar was a very light green or rather the skin of the scar was green.

Mammon cleared his throat. "Well...I guess I know what was in that box that made it so heavy."

"You would be amazed how many angels just leave their weapons behind." Queenie said, holding an angelic spear tip turned knife. "You have no idea how hard it is to do that..." She said, placing one of the knives back in her wing.

"Ya could have fooled me, you made it look effortless." Mammon said, as Queenie's wing gently rubbed against his face.

"So you liked what you saw?" Queenie asked, teasing Mammon.

"I...I..." Mammon said, trying to collect his thoughts as the blush deepened.

"Oh shit, I'm just kidding... Sorry, the old hostess came out for a moment." Queenie said, feeling her own face getting warm. "Old habits really are hard to break."

"Hostess...really?" Mammon asked as if his brain had just stopped buffering.

"Yeah, it was before I became a performer and gambler. I never used my body like that at work, but it never stopped them from trying. But it helped pay the bills..." Queenie said, looking away from Mammon. "But I would have to 'tease' the men into coming back. According to my boss I was 'the best', code for I was the only one willing to work." Queenie said, playing with the small metal dollar sign on Mammon's hat.

"Sadly I kinda know how that is...I wonder what Bee will do when nobody orders off her little food app anymore." Mammon said, pulling out his phone.

On it was a video of Beelzebub at one of her parties, shoving two very large tacos down a couple of hell hound's throats. Then a flood of bad reviews, video of Blitz beating Bee at her own drinking game. If Mammon wanted to brag about it he could have easily shown an old video of himself doing it not just once, but four times. But Mammon had been holding back, there were even old videos of Mammon beating her in eating contests. And a new app Mam's Munches, it was at the moment mostly used for restaurants in Greed. And with one quick movement of his finger, Mammon dropped all of it.

"What did you just do?" Queenie asked, watching.

Queenie felt Mammon's shoulders rise as if a massive weight had been lifted from them. Mammon laid his head against her hip. Like a small child that had just got in trouble and was looking for someone to make him feel better.

"Something I should have done a very long time ago. I'm ending a very long secret...I'm showing them just how deep the roots of Greed can run. Greed helped build Hell, it can destroy it just as easily. It builds empires so my Sin can tear them down." Mammon said, posting the voice recording of Satan saying that he had ruled Hell long before Lucifer. "I'm tired of hiding their flaws...I'm tired of people treating me and Greed like a joke." Mammon stared at Lucifer's app for sometime till placing his phone back into his pocket.

As much as Mammon was angry at Lucifer for the past. He knew a lot of what happened wasn't Lucifer's fault. But Mammon also knew Lucifer should have done better at ruling Hell. Not that he was much better, Mammon knew that he could have done better. But his ring was one of the ones with the most jobs and money and despite the mob it was also one of the quietest.

"Well back to our day..." Mammon said, clearing his throat.

"You've been doing so much behind the scenes." Queenie said, thinking about how big a role Greed actually played in the world.

"Yeah well, someone had to..." Mammon said, lightly touching Queenie's wing.

Even through his neon green glove Mammon could feel how soft and silky Queenie's wing was. When they got to the most populated part of Greed, crowds had swarmed them. Many of them wanted to meet Queenie, many of the kids ran to Mammon with get well cards and gifts. After many of the kids made their way to Queenie, but many of the adults went over to Mammon.

"That's enough all of ya back up!" An older imp yelled over the crowd. "I must apologize for all these youngsters, Master Mammon. But we don't usually get to see you with a new partner till ya's split."

"Queenie, this is Don Cavello, Cavello this is Queenie." Mammon said, with a hand on Queenie's shoulder.

"I hope the ultimate don here is treating ya well." Cavello said, kissing Queenie's hand.

"He is taking great care of me..." Queenie said, noticing a smaller tan colored female imp with graying hair.

"You all heard my husband, these two are just trying to have a nice day out. So please back up and go back to your day." She then wrapped her arm around her husband's. "That goes for you to mister..." The female imp said leading her husband away.

Queenie laughed as she watched them leave, she found them kinda cute. Queenie then looked at Mammon and laughed even harder, the sin had a mountain of gifts and cards around his legs. Mammon looked like he had just gotten hit by a hurricane.

"I'm sorry...I don't mean to laugh." Queenie said, through fits of giggles. "But you just look so silly and tired???" Queenie said, her smile slightly fading.

Mammon let out a small tired laugh. "Yeah...I usually do very well with crowds unless they swarm me. That's why I usually pay one or more imps to let me do stuff to them. Just so I don't get overrun by fans...sadly I can't make sure my people don't have the same problem. As you've seen on t.v. fans can get...intense." He said, thinking about the imp Blitz had shot. "But me grabbing someone out of a crowd and pulling on them or whatever is usually enough to keep them away."

"But Crimson still took Fizz..."

"That's because Fizzy got cocky and thought he was untouchable. And look at what happened, he got one hell of a reality check. Fizz got lucky that his at the time ex bestie had happened by and got kidnapped too. I of course didn't find out till Rose had told me that Fizz had been taken. And I went through some camera footage."

"Wait, Asmodeus didn't tell you?!" Queenie almost screamed as she picked up some of the gifts.

"Yeah, that fucking cunt was probably afraid I'd lecture his feathered ass." Mammon said, the venom heavy in his voice. "I'm not like Ozzie or Luci...I don't do feelings and Charlie little miss all sugar and rainbows." Mammon tossed his head back and rubbed his face. "I love her, I do, but...after everything I've heard about what's going on. I wouldn't actually be surprised if Alastor doesn't go all villain arc. It's amazing that Lucifer hasn't killed himself at this rate."

"You mean his depression, what do you know?" Queenie asked.

Mammon hesitated at first, but then he told Queenie everything. About Pentious, Vox, Lucifer, Alastor and his deal with Rosie all he could or rather what he knew for sure. Mammon told Queenie of the spies he had that reported back to him. Of how he of all people wanted to intervene to save Lucifer. But Mammon and the others had been told that what happened in Pride was none of their business by Lilith. Queenie didn't rage even though she would have had every right to. But Mammon knew Queenie very well by now, now she was quiet. But once she got near Charlie and the others there was no doubt in Mammon's mind. That Queenie would tear Charlie a new one as well as Rosie and Alastor but maybe not as bad.

"Thank you Mam...that couldn't have been easy." Queenie said, using her wings to skillfully move all the stuff on the ground closer to them. "Sitting back and watching all that, watching Lucifer get used as a weapon."

"I'd be lying if I said it didn't bother me..." Mammon said, as his storm cloud surrounded them. "But it does, Lucifer or Charlie could have called on us at any time." Mammon said, as they appeared in his office. "And it kills me to think it never mind say it, but all I could think was." Mammon said, sitting down at his desk. "How could Lucifer just let a sinner like that trick him? How sad and pathetic do you have to be to fall for a fake voice on the fucking phone? But...when it comes to Charlie, Lucifer just seems to forget that it may not be her that calls. And forgets his own safety, I swear..."

Queenie flies over the desk and sits down in front of Mammon. "A lot of us choose to believe a lie because it's easier and might hurt less. Why did you send him money, it's not Sinsmas?"

"Desperation...it's my go to move it's a pretty shitty one. But when you don't know what else to do..." Mammon said, sitting forward.

"I could think of worse..." Queenie said, with a shrug. "Al apparently makes deals when he's desperate."

"Good point...but I could see myself doing it. Especially if I'm trying to punish myself..." Mammon watched Queenie tilt her head. "Think about it, Alastor made a deal to be the most powerful, but he is also making himself a slave. He does it because he knows what's waiting for him down here, you said that Alastor was mixed race right?" Mammon asked, watching Queenie nod. "Well as you know down here we're not strangers to racism. In fact many of us use it as a weapon..." He said, removing his jester hat. "I don't know what your friend had gone through when he was alive. But...Alastor's a hard worker, so why tie yourself down to a demon? And to make a deal that makes you instantly the strongest sinner in Hell, but he still put in so much work. Also he didn't need the deal to get all that power, from what I've heard Alastor would have been that powerful with or without the deal. I've seen this kinda thing before, sinners that are too used to being used or feeling powerless. Tend to want power so that they can or rather so they never have to feel that again. They even choose to go without friends when they get here because they feel that they can't trust anyone. Others protect them, but from what?" Mammon said, shrugging his shoulders.

Queenie noticed a slight glaze came over Mammon's eyes. Queenie without thinking climbed on to Mammon's stomach and then his chest. Queenie gently laid her head against Mammon's, their antenna gently touched. Mammon winced, but he didn't pull away; instead he soaked in Queenie's scent. Queenie smelt of lilies and red wine, while Mammon smelt of popcorn, thunder storms and a strange trace of gunpowder. Mammon felt a calm that he hadn't felt since him and the others fell. A calm that even his meds couldn't have given to him, Mammon closed his eyes as the fog lifted from his mind.

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Queenie was on the phone with Velvette when the letter arrived. The first thing that caught her attention about the letter was the almost honey colored envelope it came in. The second was a sickly sweet smell that was so strong that Queenie almost threw up. Queenie held the envelope out away from herself almost like it was a bomb. Velvette could see it thanks to Queenie being on video call.

"Girl! Does that thing smell as sweet as it looks?" Velvette asked, waving her witch hat in front of her face almost like she could smell the envelope.

"I really wish I could lie and say no, but yes. I'm almost afraid to open it..." Queenie said, looking like she was about to be sick.

"I don't blame you...have your man open it." Velvette said, clearly in the middle of mixing a potion.

Queenie laughed. "I think he would rather change a baby's diaper. Mammon gets sick just thinking about Beelzebub Juice and I don't blame him. Have you ever drank that crap?"

"Sadly yes I have...tell me you're overcompensating without telling me you're overcompensating. It tastes like a love bomb had a baby with self hate...covered in way too much sugar." Velvette said, as a ton of puking emojis behind her. "The stuff that comes from Greed though..."

"Velvette, where the fuck are you?!"

"So Val's going to be the next one to get his ass beat?" Queenie said, placing her lower hands on her hips.

"Cunt I am so fucking close to handing his ass over to the Radio Demon. I would be doing my models and Angel Dust a massive favor. I'd better go before he breaks in here..."

"I don't know, I don't think Al would want him for anything other than his screams. Bye..." Queenie said, as she hung up and placed her phone in her pocket. "What could this party whore want? Mam said that he hadn't been invited to her parties in forever. So why would Beelzebub send the big boy an invention?" Queenie said, slowly opening the envelope. "Oh no mother fucking way!"

Queenie wasted no time, she used the Asmodean Crystal to teleport to Mammon's side. Mammon was backstage while Glitz and Glam were performing on stage. Queenie appeared on the pile of money just as Mammon reached for a money sack. Mammon backed away like he was hit by something toxic, he looked at her and saw the envelope.

"Oh fuck me...I was wondering what was taking you." Mammon said, looking like he wanted to puke.

"What can I say...my friends have shitty timing and I like being able to hear them. You'd better tell Bee that if she's trying to give people diabetes through the mail. She really needs to think twice about who her victims are..." Queenie said, letting Mammon take the latter. "It's for both of us..."

"If you want to, we can go..." Mammon said, staring at the latter.

For the love of Lucifer he hated that smell, over the years Mammon had gotten to know it all too well. It was the smell of fake politeness with a sugar overload to hide it.

"You sure?" Queenie asked, sitting down on the mountain of money.

"I'm sure and besides you said you've always wanted to go to one of Bee's parties." Mammon said, turning his head slightly as the audience clapped. "I'll be back..." Mammon said, teleporting back on to the stage. "I hope all of ya cunts had fun, now get your asses home. I don't know what all of ya are doing, but I don't care because I have a big night planned."

Queenie laughed and flew towards the stage, once she got to Mammon she landed on his shoulder. Queenie's rose gold colored dress stood out against Mammon's neon green and yellow Christmas tree-like suit. The bottom was a dark ruby red and was shaped like a small jester hat.

"I'm the big night..." Queenie said, into a small mic on Mammon's hat. "Don't be too jealous boys and girls..." Queenie said, in a breathy voice.

This led to a ton of whoops, whistles and howling, then an imp climbed on to the stage. When the imp ran towards them Mammon produced a large golden bat that looked like it should be part of a carnival game. Queenie, knowing what was coming, held tightly to Mammon. Mammon twirled the bat and with perfect timing almost like he had done a million times swung at the imp's head. When the bat hit the imp's head broke open like a watermelon being thrown on to the ground. The impact caused the blood and brain to spray everywhere, the imp's body fell to the floor as the blood still spilled out. Mammon stared down at the imp's body as blood and brain matter dripped from his face and hat. Mammon saw some blood on Queenie's leg and licked it off causing Queenie to squeak. And Queenie without thinking had opened her legs almost hoping Mammon would take the invention and forget where they were.

Mammon stopped just short of Queenie's sex when he noticed people's phones out. "Um we should go..."

As they disappeared they could hear damn its and a ton of other things. But Queenie's only thought was on the fact that Mammon had been licking her like some cat. And she liked it, Lucifer help her Queenie liked it. Once home neither of them said anything to each other as they went to their own rooms. Once Queenie got to her room she started to strip out of her bloody clothes as she started for her bathroom. The floor was black marble with bright red and white veining, the walls were a light lavender. The trim around the windows had hearts with small dollar signs inside them. The largest window was a massive diamond, in front of it was a small heart shaped tub and shower. Queenie leaned over the tub and turned on the water to the max. Once the water was to a certain depth in the tub Queenie tossed in a bath bomb and some bath salts. She then looked over her hair and wings in the bathroom's full length mirror. Most of the blood and brain matter seemed to be on her dress and shoes besides what Mammon had licked off her leg. In fact Queenie was pretty sure that Mam had gotten the worst of it. Queenie climbed into the tub making sure her wings stayed out of the water. They weighed a ton when wet, that's why she left them for the shower. It was easier that way, because the weight of her wings would have dragged her under the water. Queenie had learned that the hard way, just as Queenie had gotten comfortable. A robo Fizz came through the door with a note attached to its chest from Mammon.

'Sorry if it doesn't knock first, Merry Sinsmas.'

Queenie laughed. "I guess, you're my gift." She said, looking the bot over. "There's a black dress in the far corner of my closet, it's short with a train. On the train are knives, fans made from cards, on the top part of the dress has a large golden dollar sign. Go and get it..." Queenie watched as the robot left and just moments later appeared with the dress and matching shoes. "I could get used to this..."

Meanwhile Mammon was in his room taking a very hot shower. It was kinda funny, at least to Mammon it was kinda funny. The heat of the water didn't bother his antenna like it used to. In fact looking at his reflection in the tile on the wall, it looked like it could glow in the dark. Since Mammon had started dating Queenie, his antenna had been growing again. It hadn't been a lot, but they had grown. Mammon watched as the blood mixed with the water as it got close to the drain. Then a Fizz bot opened the bathroom door, it stood there waiting for its orders.

"I've really got to program you two to knock." Mammon said, staring at the robo Fizz. "Did you deliver Rose's present?"

"Yes sir." The Fizz robot said, in a static filled voice.

"Damn, I've also got to fix your voice boxes... Please go and get my black and lime green suit with the shark tooth buttons. You know the one, the one with lightning bolts stitched into it."

As the robotic Fizz left, Mammon finished soaping up his fur. Being careful not to touch his antennas more than he had to. Mammon hadn't been to one of Beelzebub's parties since Bee had thrown up during an eating contest. Mammon however waited till he had left and was away from everyone to puke. Not to prove he was the boss, but because he wanted to show how fast popularity could fade. To show how quickly the tide could change for 'golden children'. To show that no matter how great you think you are there will always be someone better. Mammon's stomach cramped just thinking about it, before he knew it. Mammon had a shit ton of hellhounds showing up, not just in Greed. But at every show, every time Mammon did a show, no matter what the show was. There would be more and more of them, not that Mammon was complaining. In all honesty Mammon didn't really have anything against hellhounds. The 'mut' comment was more to get under Bee's skin than anything else.

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Beelzebub pulled out a small pink bottle, a love potion bottle. She stared at it for some time before putting it in her top. Vortex watched her do it, he couldn't do this anymore. Vortex didn't know what Bee's problem was with Mammon. And he honestly didn't care what he did care about at this moment. Was that his girlfriend was hiding a love potion, just so she could destroy a relationship. Vortex had seen pictures of Mammon and Queenie together. The latest was a video of Mammon's Sinsmas show, of Mammon killing an imp that ran at them. Of Mammon licking blood off his girlfriend's leg, Vortex could almost smell Queenie's lust through his phone. Vortex watched Mammon almost give the beautiful moth demon exactly what she wanted.

"I can't do this..." Vortex said, realizing that he needed to at least make himself heard. "I won't be a part of what you're planning. I won't help you destroy a still new relationship, just so you can feel better about yourself."

"That's not..." Beelzebub started to say, but Vortex was already gone.

By the end of the night only one couple will survive. Mammon and Queenie stared at Beelzebub's front door for what felt like hours. Queenie could see the stress sinking into Mammon's shoulders. She then flew up onto Mammon's shoulder like it was second nature.

"Let's see how much trouble we can cause before we get thrown out." Queenie said, into Mammon's hat.

Queenie felt the stress disappear and Mammon smiled at her. Mammon teleported them inside, once inside they were greeted by hundreds of eyes. Imps and hellhounds were staring at them, when Beelzebub saw them she made a beeline for them.

"Mammy! I'm so glad you and your woman could make it!" Bee said, as she flew up to Queenie. "Girl! You are way too hot for Mam!"

"I'm so glad you feel that way...oh is that your newest toy?" Queenie said, eyeing Vortex who was standing in the far corner. "So...you like the beaten down type. The ones that stay quiet while you show boat. The ones that don't say anything while you talk and think about cheating on them."

"You little!!!" Beelzebub screamed, flying towards Queenie.

Mammon then grabbed Bee's ankle and held her up to his face. Beelzebub was taken by surprise, she stared at Mammon like she didn't know him. Mammon stared at Beelzebub, the anger and annoyance on his face. Saying so much more than words ever would. Bee didn't like it, this almost felt and tasted like the old Mammon. But something was missing, a loyalty that Bee just realized hadn't been there. Well in all honesty, Beelzebub was sure about when it had disappeared.

"Queenie my beautiful gem, go and enjoy the party." Mammon said, in a very icy manner.

"Are you sure?" Queenie asked, looking at Beelzebub.

"I'm sure, if this little bitch does anything to make you uncomfortable." Mammon said, slightly shaking Beelzebub.

"I'll come and get you..." Queenie said, kissing Mammon.

Queenie flew off, the moment she landed some of the imps and hellhounds walked up to her. A couple of the hellhounds smelt Queenie, while the imps looked over her wings. After sometime they started talking to her, obviously asking Queenie about being a sinner.

"Now, where were we?" Mammon said, letting Beelzebub go. "You are going to leave my Queen alone! I'm sick of this game you, Ozzie and Satan seem to find fun when it comes to me and my partners."

"What are you talking about ass hole?!" Bee asked, as she rubbed her ankle.

"Wow, your butt buddy Asmodeus and Satan...no you know what. You wouldn't believe me...none of you ever did." Mammon said, walking away. "You don't know what I've given up to keep you safe. What happened to that sweet kid that used to follow me around?" He asked, stopping for a moment.

"When did you become such a fucking sellout? What happened to the guy who used to love performing? The guy..." Bee stopped talking when Mammon turned to face her.

Mammon started laughing, the same one he had with Asmodeus. Only harsher, almost crueler, tears filled his eyes as memories came back. Many of them were sweet, Beelzebub climbing into his bed when she was little. Beelzebub always came to him whenever she had a nightmare, to Asmodeus when she needed a 'cuddle buddy'. Memories of Bee chasing after him and begging him for a show. But then Mammon remembered Beelzebub making the first of many jokes about his weight and sex life. Of her calling him a hack, of what now felt like never ending digs at each other. Mammon then turned and went back to walking away, he went up to Queenie.

"Oh there you are...are you okay?" Queenie asked, noticing the tears.

"Yeah, I'm better now..." Mammon said, shrinking himself and leaned down and placed his head on hers.

"Really..." Queenie said, looking up.

Mammon looked down and hugged Queenie. "Really..."

"Yho big dude, if ya don't mind can I ask you something?" A sheep dog looking hellhound asked.

"Ask away..." Mammon said, with a shrug.

"What happened to yer antennas and why don't ya perform anymore? My gramps said that ya used to be the best of the best."

"My antenna got destroyed because I was trying to protect someone I thought was family. I stopped performing because I had gotten hurt and because of my antennas, they help insect demons keep balance. They also help us be more aware of our environments..." Mammon said, gently squeezing Queenie.

"Bummer dude and respect..." The hellhound said, holding out a fist for a fist bump.

Mammon did the fist bump, it was his first time doing one. It felt weird, but for a sin used to dealing in hugs, hand shakes and contracts a fist bump would feel weird. The rest of the night was quiet, too quiet. Vortex didn't get much of a chance to warn Mammon and Queenie about the love potion. Till finally he spotted Mammon talking to an imp wearing a Greed Sinsmas sweater.

"Sure, I can always use more stage hands. I'll be watching ya though, if you prove you can pull your own weight then you are more than welcome. But the moment ya start slacking off yer gone...when you work for me you either work your ass off. Or you get nothing..." Mammon said, sipping his drink. "I'll text you and let you know where to go." He said, as him and the imp shared their numbers.

"Thank you Sir!" The imp yelled as he ran off.

"Where's the butt?" Vortex asked, leaning on the wall behind Mammon.

"There isn't one, but the fact that you asked that tells me mate that you don't trust anyone." Mammon said, waiting for some kind of comeback.

"Look I usually try to stay out of whatever is going on with you and the other sins. But I need to tell you that Bee has a love potion and she plans on using it." Vortex said, bracing himself for Mammon's anger.

"What?!" Mammon screamed, letting out a massive shockwave.

Queenie had at this time been getting a drink. Then her antennae picked up a very sweet smell mixed with something bitter. Queenie turned around and there was Beelzebub flying above her.

"Look, we got off on the wrong foot..." Beelzebub said, slipping the love potion into Queenie's drink while hugging her.

"Oh, but I think we did..." Queenie said, pulling herself free of the hug. "You wanted to play the bitch card and got all pissy when I matched your energy." Queenie said, taking a sip of her drink. "You dirty...MAM!" She screamed as she flew off.

"Hey get back here!" Beelzebub screamed as she chased after Queenie. "How the fuck can a moth demon be so fucking fast?!"

Queenie didn't slow down, in fact knowing Beelzebub was chasing after her. Only made Queenie fly faster, her wings had started to hurt because she was flapping them so hard. Queenie kept her eyes closed as she flew, the potion wanted her to look. But Queenie didn't, she couldn't, she wouldn't, Mammon needed someone who for once was going to choose him. Queenie used her antennas to search for Mammon's scent. Queenie felt the static first, then Mammon's scent hit her. Queenie kept hitting the other party guest, but she kept flying. Till finally Queenie hit something large and unmovable. It was Mammon, the moment Queenie felt his arms around her. She opened her eyes, then without thinking Queenie kissed Mammon on the lips. And to Queenie's surprise he returned the kiss, she felt Mammon return to his normal height. Then to Queenie's amazement Mammon tossed her over his shoulder.

Mammon stared at Beelzebub, who had seen the kiss. "This fucking ass is mine!" Mammon said, slapping Queenie's butt while his lower hands flipped Bee off.

Queenie had squeaked the moment Mammon's hand landed on her ass. Mammon felt an energy return that he had long forgotten about. Not just Lust, he was no stranger to the sin. But they also weren't well known to each other. No, this was the energy Mammon hadn't felt since his performing days. Mammon then lifted Queenie's dress and in front of everyone he then removed her underwear. Mammon then before they teleported away slid his tongue inside Queenie's sex. She moaned and tried to lift her ass, but she wasn't very successful. Just as they appeared in Mammon's room, Mammon had started tearing off Queenie's clothes. Mammon laid Queenie on to the bed, as his now free arms started to remove his own clothes. Mammon shrunk himself again, so he didn't end up being too large for Queenie. Mammon climbed on top of Queenie, she let out a loud moan as Mammon entered her.

Queenie then started to let out small squeaks with every thrust. She wrapped her arms and legs around Mammon. Mammon then kissed Queenie's neck, Queenie felt Mammon lift her ass higher. As he sat on his knees still thrusting with every move. Then Mammon did something that Queenie thought only animal demons could, he knotted. Mammon fell back on to the bed so that Queenie ended up on top. Queenie kissed him, she could feel her body filling with Mammon's com. Queenie felt Mammon's lower hands open her ass cheeks, his upper left hand was on her cheek. While the right moved his stomach and then Mammon slid his fingers inside Queenie. After several hours of this they had fallen asleep.

After finding out what Beelzebub had done, everyone left, including Vortex. Bee meanwhile had locked herself in her room crying. Beelzebub was now alone with her thoughts and memories. After Vortex left he had gone to Blitz's place and told them what had happened.

"Yeah well, I'm not surprised..." Blitz said, getting himself another beer. "And ya know what as much as I hate to say this. Good for Mammon...maybe now that he's gotten laid the fucker can pull his head out of his ass."

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Mammon was the first to wake up, his head was pounding. Mammon turned to look and saw Queenie laying next to him on her stomach. He sat up slightly panicked, worried that he might have smothered her. Till Mammon noticed Queenie's chest gently moving up and down. He let out a sigh of relief, Lucifer knew he had heard enough horror stories about plus sized people. Who had rolled over on to their partners and killed them. One of Queenie's wings was laying on the floor while the other was covering him like a blanket. Mammon moved Queenie's wing off of himself and laid it on top of her. Mammon then leaned over and laid the other wing on to Queenie's back on top of her other wing. Mammon then returned to his normal height and made his way to the bathroom. Once he was done in the bathroom Mammon climbed back into the bed. Once Mammon had made himself comfortable on his own back, he then gently laid Queenie on his chest. Then using his lower arms Mammon laid the blanket on the bed on top of them.

Hours later Queenie woke up surprised to see herself on top of Mammon. Queenie smiled and then slowly slid off of Mammon and landed onto the floor. She started for the bathroom when she felt a gentle tug on her wing. Queenie turned and saw Mammon smirking at her. Queenie returned the smirk and tried to pull herself free.

"Unless you have some kind of piss kink, you should really let go of my wing." Queenie said, staring at Mammon.

Mammon released Queenie's wing and watched her leave. When Queenie got to the bathroom she turned to face him and stuck out her tongue before shutting the door. Once Queenie was done in the bathroom she flew back to Mammon's chest. Once there she sat there for sometime, Queenie then laid back down.

"I think we can both agree that we've had enough of Bee's parties." Queenie said, placing her head on her crossed arms.

"On the one hand, Bee did me one...no correction, seven big favors. I got six new hires and you and I gotta have some fun." Mammon said, running his hands over Queenie's body. "Granted this wasn't how I would have had it happen."

"Same here, but...it's the only way to burn off the energy from the love potion." Queenie said, with a tilt of her head.

"Aw and here I thought ya just really wanted to jump my fat ass." Mammon then watched Queenie hide her head under the blanket. "I was joking...wait, are you serious?" He said, watching Queenie pull the blanket tighter around her head. "I'm surprised...I mean let's be honest I'm not exactly a type for anyone."

"I don't really have a type...for whatever reason looks were never a big deal for me." Queenie said, from under the blanket. "But I do have a power kink..."

"A power kink?" Mammon asked, with a raised eyebrow.

"I like it when men flex...no matter what it is. It could be them showing off how smart they are or in your case actual power with your magic." Queenie said, finally pulling her head out of the blanket. "I mean I had always liked you...but then when Asmodeus showed up here." Queenie said, watching Mammon as he watched her. "I was so cold the night before because I was jealous...I kept things hidden because it was easier. And there was a very small chance of getting hurt again."

Mammon's phone went off, he picked it up and took a quick look. Mammon laid his phone back down on his dresser with an annoyed sigh. A video of what happened at Beelzebub's party had been making its way around. Then a text from Lucifer letting everyone know about a meeting. Lucifer wanted the meeting to be held at the Hazbin Hotel and to bring their partners.

"I guess this means I'll finally meet Fizz and Charlie." Queenie said, staring at Mammon's phone.

"I guess so...I should warn you that Charlie can be a bit much. She also doesn't think before she does or says something." Mammon tightened his arms around Queenie.

Mammon was thinking about Charlie, her hotel and why she had started it. He respected what Charlie was doing, but thought that she would try and redeem Queenie. It actually made Mammon anxious, anxious about losing her. Anxious about being alone again, of having another partner taken from him. Mammon felt that all too familiar lump in his throat. Mammon then felt Queenie's hand on his face.

"I'm not going anywhere..." Queenie said, moving herself closer to Mammon's face. "I'm not Ruby or any of your other ex's...and I don't get bored easily." Queenie said, tucking her head under Mammon's chin. "It's going to take more than that little nat of a sin to chase me off."

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Meanwhile Leviathan and Belphegor were at Beelzebub's because she had called them. Belphegor had of course fallen asleep while Leviathan's heads were listening to Bee. They were trying so hard not to yell at her. Both heads were tired of this, both were tired of Bee running to them whenever something happened. Never breakups, Beelzebub always ran to Asmodeus for breakups. Bee went to them whenever a 'joke' her word not theirs fell apart.

"Enough!" Both heads screamed as Beelzebub was about to start saying once again about how some people can't take a joke.

"A love potion isn't a joke." Athan said, her voice almost toxic in tone.

"Haven't you, Ozzie and Satan taken enough from Mammon?!" Levi said, as tears filled her eyes. "You and Ozzie stole Lucifer's attention, Ozzie stole one of Mam's partners. Satan took his antennas, because of you and you dare pay Mammy back like this!"

"What?!" Beelzebub said, staring at Leviathan. "What are you talking about? That fat ass probably just..."

Leviathan out of pure anger slapped Beelzebub, Bee stared at them with honest fear in her eyes. Beelzebub couldn't believe what had just happened. Leviathan had just hit her, the only other sin besides her, Ozzie and Belphegor that didn't usually get physical. Belphegor, after hearing the slap, lifted her head from the small honey-colored table. After lifting her head Belphegor let out a yawn and the flame on her head flared. The flame grew till it filled the room, then images started to appear. First of them after the fall, Lucifer and Lilith had fallen first. The sound of crying could be heard, Beelzebub's own cries. Lucifer and Lilith were on the ground bloody and broken. Satan barely fazed, running around laughing, breaking rocks and breathing fire like a living flamethrower. Beelzebub was crying, holding her knees close to her tiny body. Asmodeus was flat on his stomach sobbing into the ground. Leviathan just sat on the ground looking up at what used to be their home. Belphegor was silently crying and trying so very hard to stay awake. Mammon was sitting next to Bel, he was crying and shaking. Mammon wasn't looking at anyone at first, at first he was just staring at the ground. His eyes were huge from shock and fear, Mammon looked like his mind was still processing what had just happened. Then Belphegor started to play Mammon's thoughts so they could all hear.

'That prick actually had me thrown out for being too weak.' Mammon's head shot up. 'Wait...how many of us have been thrown away?' Mammon started to look around. 'Wait, is that Beelzebub? Why her, she's just a kid barely out of diapers.'

Beelzebub kept crying for her mommy, Mammon jumped up and ran to her side. Mammon was clearly hurt, he had a small cut just under his right antenna. Mammon's right lower arm was holding his left one as he ran. Once Mammon got to Bee he quickly pulled out three small balls one a bright apple red, one bright green and the other white. Mammon had also wiped his eyes on the sleeves of his robes and put on the best smile he could in the moment. At the same time his badly broken and bloody wings started to disappear into his back.

'I can't let them see me scared or sad.' Mammon took a deep breath. "Hey ya want to see something cool?" Mammon said, waiting as Beelzebub nodded. 'Here goes nothing...' Mammon thought to himself as he started to juggle the balls.

As Mammon juggled everyone started to watch smiles slowly forming on their faces. Then the red ball fell on Mammon's head, Beelzebub laughed and hugged him. The image changed, to all of them playing with Lucifer. But then Lucifer had started to cry, Mammon who was holding the now flat red ball put it onto Lucifer's face in place of a nose. This made everyone laugh, Lucifer smiled down at Mammon who was sitting in his lap. Lucifer then pulled out a small jester hat and placed it onto Mammon's head.

"That should help keep your antennas out of your eyes." Lucifer said, hugging Mammon.

It changed again, this time Mammon was with a female imp. They were talking and laughing, then the same imp was with Asmodeus.

"I'm sorry Mam, I really didn't know you two were together. But I love Ruby, please let me have her." Ozzie said, watching Mammon.

Mammon's hat hung low covering his face. 'I want to hit him, but...he's still my friend.' Mammon thinks to himself as tears fill his eyes. "Take her...I don't give a fuck anymore." He said, turning his back on the couple.

The image was now of Mammon alone in his room. His fur was matted, water stains from his tears littered the floor. As did thousands of alcohol bottles and food wrappers. The bedroom was totally trashed and reeked of booze. Mammon sat on the bed with a massive knife in his hands.

"Would anyone actually miss me if I just ended it all?" Mammon says placing the knife to the inside of his elbow. 'No they wouldn't care...in fact they'd probably be happy about it.'

They watched as Mammon forced the knife into his skin. And with one quick movement Mammon sliced his arm open. Mammon then lays down on the bed ready for it all to end. Then not long after Belphegor appeared and quickly started to take care of Mammon. Beelzebub covered her mouth before she could scream. Tears had started to fill her own eyes. This explained the strange metal taste Beelzebub would sometimes get from Mammon. They then listened to Mammon begging Bel to just let him die. Leviathan's arms were wrapped around themselves, their eyes closed tightly. Those words had cut through Beelzebub like a knife, here was a man that played the part of a happy jester. As away for him hide all his pain, this Mammon wasn't the same one she had grown up with. Or maybe it was and they were just now seeing it, Bee couldn't stand hearing Mammon's cries. She couldn't stand hearing Mammon beg for death, the taste in the room was one of booze and death.

The image changes again, Mammon was on stage performing. Ozzie was in the crowd, anger filled Mammon's face as he started doing more and more dangerous stunts. Till finally he and the stage fell, ceiling, lights and massive metal beams fell on top of Mammon. Mammon had pulled himself free of the wreckage, his left shoulder was lower than the right. The arm he had cut open was clearly broken. Mammon forced himself to stand despite the pain. There was a massive cut on his right hip and then there was a sickening pop from his knee. Mammon almost fell again, but caught himself. Asmodeus watches, too shocked to move, he then tries to push through the crowd. With very little success, even teleporting didn't help and by the time Ozzie got there Mammon was gone.

Next they were at Satan's, Beelzebub was sound asleep on the dirt floor with a smile on her face. Mammon showed up and quickly started to wake up everyone. Satan had arrived home before Mammon could get Beelzebub out of there. They watched as Satan started towards Bee, Mammon quickly appeared in front of him.

"I did it! I threw the party, not her!" Mammon said, looking Satan in the eyes. "And may I say...it's not very smart leaving your home unprotected."

Satan grabbed Mammon and held him tight as he removed Mammon's hat. Then Satan punched Mammon in the stomach and then blew fire onto Mammon's head, the smell of burning hair and antennas filled the room. Satan then dropped Mammon while laughing the whole time. Leviathan was there, but they had stayed hidden till Satan left. Beelzebub was unable to look away even after the memories had faded. Bee fell to the floor crying and then she let out a small scream. Which was oddly the one thing Mammon hadn't done during any of it.

The image changed once more this time Mammon was in Pride, he was looking out at the carnegie caused by the angels. Mammon just stood there for some time before turning back around to clearly head back to Greed. As Mammon turned back to get one more look, Bee knew what he was thinking without needing to be told.

"He was going to try and kill himself again..." Beelzebub said, her voice almost stuck in her throat.

Then Bee saw it, Queenie dragging herself to what she was hoping would be safety. Beelzebub watched as Mammon teleported to where Queenie was and he quickly scooped her up. And just as quickly teleported himself and Queenie away from the nightmare. Then they were in Mammon's house, Beelzebub watched as Mammon laid Queenie down on his bed. The outfit he was wearing was soaked in Queenie's blood. Her pinkish red skin now looked like someone had mixed a little red paint into a bucket of gray. Queenie's breathing was low almost nonexistent, Mammon had pulled out his phone and was calling Belphegor.

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A month after the party Lucifer had made a date for the meeting at the hotel. Mammon was sitting in a large gaming room. He was wearing a large grass green hoodie and had just beaten his old record for the first Kingdom Hearts game. When Queenie appeared in front of him, Mammon gently laid the game controller on a small black table.

“Come on big guy…” Queenie said, flying on to Mammon’s stomach after he sat back in the chair. “We promised Al and Lucy we’d be there.”

“I can think of other things we could be doing…” Mammon said, rubbing Queenie’s wing.

“Oh no you don’t…I want to check on my people at the bar. I also need to check on The Jackpot, if it makes you feel any better you can pick on my ex while we’re there.” Queenie said, flying back to the floor.

“Husk right…the one who called your squeaks pointless and annoying. The one who tried to drain your bank account. The same one who is now owned by Alastor.” Mammon said, standing up.

“Yeah, that’s the one…” Queenie said, looking away from Mammon.

Mammon reaches for Queenie’s face and gets her to look at him. “I’ll get changed.”

After Mammon got changed he took himself and Queenie to the hotel. Nobody else was there except for Lucifer, Alastor, Charlie, Vaggie and a ton of other sinners. The sinners all stared at Mammon and Queenie. Queenie was on Mammon’s shoulder like usual, but then Mammon gently removed her. Mammon held Queenie in front of himself like a child would to show their parents their first trophy. Mammon then placed Queenie down in front of Lucifer as everyone watched. His heart racing, worried about whatever would happen when the others showed up. Worried about Charlie trying to redeem Queenie about Queenie realizing that she could do so much better. Of Satan doing his usual flex, of being alone again. Worried Lucifer wouldn’t like Queenie just because she was a sinner. Mammon could almost hear his own heartbeat the room was so quiet.

Mammon swallowed hard. “Luci, this is Queenie…” Mammon said, as he gently stroked Queenie’s wings.

Lucifer at first just looked at Queenie, Lucifer wasn’t used to a Mammon that didn’t make it a show. Or didn’t just jump right into a talk about money, Mammon finally looked broken. Deep down Lucifer knew it was because of what Beelzebub had done at the party. Lucifer hadn’t been told or shown everything, but he knew enough. Just by looking at how Mammon and Queenie were right now. Lucifer knew that Mammon actually cared for the sinner. The only sin besides Satan that he doubted would ever find a good partner for themselves. But Mammon had found one, even if Queenie was a sinner she made Mammon happy. And for Lucifer that was what actually mattered, he could make his peace with the rest. Once Lucifer got closer to Queenie, he surprised everyone by hugging her. Lucifer was happy that his duck making partner had finally found someone. In truth Lucifer stopped spending so much time with Mammon because Mam just seemed so much stronger and so much more independent than the others. Like Hell could fall apart around him and Mammon would be the one working to figure out how to either fix it or to at least slow the break. Lucifer thought back on how Mammon was as a kid, even in Heaven Mammon was always trying to make people happy. But then after being in Hell for a few years. Something had happened Lucifer had never found out what, but Mammon was never the same. In fact he seemed to put some distance between himself and the other sins. And Mammon would never let Lilith get anywhere near him.

“Thank you for looking after Mammon.” Lucifer was surprised when Queenie returned the hug.

“Don’t worry…I won’t be what breaks him.” Queenie said, releasing Lucifer from the hug.

Lucifer moved away nodding, Queenie walked past him and walked up to Alastor. Her and Alastor hugged, the hug seemed to last forever. They pulled free of the hug and smiled at each other. Queenie’s antennas had picked up on the smell of blood coming off Alastor. Both old and somewhat new, Alastor’s usually forced smile seemed lighter. He seemed lighter, like something in him had finally given way. Alastor winced when Queenie touched his arm, the same arm Shok. wav had bitten.

“Don’t worry my dear, it’s just a scratch…” Alastor said, his smile tightening.

“Just do me a favor…don’t disappear like that again.” Queenie said, feeling Alastor tense as Charlie approached.

“Oh wow, so you’re Queenie, your wings are so pretty. You’re so pretty, welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Where redemption is POSSIBLE!” Charlie almost screamed as she hugged Queenie.

Queenie felt like Charlie was trying to break her ribs. Queenie noticed everyone else flinched from the hug even though they weren’t the ones getting squeezed to death. If Twilight Sparkle was the princess of friendship, then Charlie was the princess of trying to kill people through hugs. Queenie was so grateful when Mammon appeared behind her and then Charlie turned her attention to him. Charlie quickly jumped into Mammon’s arms while Queenie tried to catch her breath.

“Uncle Mammon, I’m so happy for you!” Charlie screamed, wrapping her arms and legs around Mammon the best she could.

Queenie watched them lightly laughing, then she spotted Husk at the bar. Queenie’s back stiffened as she walked towards the bar. Husk’s back was to Queenie so he didn’t see her till she had sat down in front of him. Husk turned to face Queenie as she stared at him from her seat. Husk ears fell back, he looked at Queenie like he had just seen a ghost. Husk’s nose took in Queenie’s scent whether he wanted it to or not. But Husk could also smell Mammon’s scent on her. The sin’s smell was faint, but it was there. If Husk hadn’t known better he would have sworn the scent was mocking him.

“So you haven’t paid off what you owe yet…you’re having one hell of a losing streak.” Queenie said, letting the left side of her hair drop in front of her eye.

Husk dropped the glass he had been holding, the moment the glass hit the floor. It shattered, Husk then saw Mammon behind Queenie. Husk stared at the massive sin, Mammon leaned over the bar. Charlie, sensing the tension, appeared next to Mammon.

“You know Husk, Uncle Mammon actually has a lot of the same powers you do.” Charlie says as her eyes almost bounce between the two.

“Oh really…” Mammon said, standing over Husk.

“Hey, how about you two put on a show together. It would be just like the old days…” Charlie said, almost bouncing up and down with joy.

“Um babe…I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Vaggie said, gently pulling Charlie away. ‘I love her, but Charlie really needs to read the room.’

“Look princess I really don’t think…” Husk started, but was interrupted by Mammon.

“No, I think it’s a good idea.” Mammon said, with a wicked grin spreading across his face.

All the sinners in the hotel had started to chant ‘show’. Queenie stared at Mammon, worried about him aggravating his old injuries. Queenie also knew that Mammon wasn’t going to back down. By asking Mammon to put on a show with Husk, her ex. Charlie had pretty much started a war and the worst part was she didn’t even know it. Charlie had run to Lucifer, but even he could tell this was a bad idea. But Lucifer wanted to make Charlie happy, despite everything. Alastor watched Lucifer, it was clear that he wanted to step in but decided against it. Queenie noticed the tired ‘he won’t listen’ smile that before Mammon she herself used to use.

“Look, we don’t have to do this.” Husk said, putting up his hands. “You’ve already got the girl, what more do you want?”

“To punish you, for everything you’ve said to my Queen. For every dollar you took from her and never paid back. And for this…” Mammon said, slamming a poker chip onto the bar. “Did you really think you could use my symbol and get away with it? Do you even know why Greed exists in the first place? Why some people's luck goes sour even with my power backing them?” Mammon said, removing his hand from the chip exposing the greed emblem cut into the back of the chip. “My power only respects and works for people who are willing to work. I will not reward people who steal from those they ‘love’.” Mammon said, noticing the now broken glass of whiskey on the floor. “You’ll have to earn the spotlight…”

Husk watched as Mammon picked Queenie up and placed her onto his shoulder. Husk looked down at the poker chip, the chip that had once been his lucky chip. He had found it the day he came to Hell, it wasn’t till a year after he became an Overlord. That Husk found out the symbol on the back was for the sin of Greed. Part of Husk knew he should have given it back, but it had brought him so much luck. The drinking had started so small, Husk had been anxious about the chip. And the fact that his latest partner had walked out on him didn’t help. She was scared shitless when she saw the symbol. And didn’t want the power of Mammon himself coming down on her head. Husk had laughed it off at the time, then Queenie showed up. At first things were great, but then his drinking got worse. Husk when he was sober didn’t mind the squeaking too much. Drunk was a very different story, Husk was convinced that Queenie would never leave. And then he stole Queenie’s money and some of her souls. That had been her breaking point, before he knew it he was on Alastor’s leash. Queenie had asked Alastor to take Husk's soul because she didn’t want to look at him again. Husk had never till now figured out what had happened to the poker chip. Mammon slamming it onto the bar had made Husk remember. He had bet it, the day Alastor had won his soul. The chip had been in the last pile Husk had played. Looking back at it now, Husk remembers Queenie was always playing with it. Hell he would put it in his coat pocket and the next time he saw it. The chip would be with Queenie and they hadn’t spent anytime together that day. Looking back it was like the chip was choosing Queenie. Like it was trying to tell Queenie where she really belonged. As Husk watched the pair, he realized that Mammon treated Queenie better than he ever had.

After the stage was set the show had started. Husk opened with a simple bouquet of flowers and Mammon surprised everyone by producing a field of flowers. They all looked plane enough, all the flowers that grew in Hell, Earth and Heaven. But in Queenie’s hands were beautiful roses, black, purple, pink, green and in the center was a golden one. The middle of the gold one was almost crown shaped. Queenie smiled and breathed in the flower's scent. Mammon then pulled out his old guitar and started playing the song Can You Hear Me Now. The notes appeared gold and green in color along with dollar signs. Husk was unable to answer back; he just watched as the notes floated around the room. Alastor realizing what Mammon was doing covered all the lights in shadows. Just so the only light in the room was coming from the music notes. A beautiful neon green glow filled the room, the crowd looked around in awe.

Lucifer looked around, he remembered Lilith had never liked Mammon’s playing. She thought that it was too aggressive, looking back Lucifer now knew that Lilith just didn’t like sharing the spotlight. Mammon meanwhile could sense an all too familiar magic outside the hotel. Outside golden green chains wrapped themselves around the building. Lilith had arrived and as she reached for the door the chains had slapped her hand away. Lilith stared at the chain as she held her now cut and bleeding hand. Mammon, the only person besides Belphegor and Leviathan that had never trusted her. Mammon was also the only one who could sense her magic. After what she had done and said to him all those years ago. Mammon had needed someone to help him with his own nightmares. But instead Lilith had yelled at Mammon and told him to grow up. She had also locked Mammon in his room, it was meant to be an hour. But Lilith had gotten a drink and checked on the others. And she had forgotten about Mammon. Till the next day when Asmodeus asked where he was. Belphegor had looked at her that moment and cried. That was when Lilith remembered what she had done and Mammon was never the same after that. At first Lilith thought he had made the chains because he was still angry. But no Mammon was punishing her for everything, he was protecting them. Especially Charlie after she was born, Lilith hadn’t liked how much time Charlie had spent with Lucifer and Mammon. She didn’t want them to make Charlie weak, more Lucifer than Mammon. Charlie had somehow inherited Mammon’s determination and stubbornness, she had also inherited the need to save people. Lucifer had always tried to be more like Mammon, but he had always fallen short. In a way Lilith had always been a little afraid of Mammon's power. When he was in the right state of mind Mammon had an endless ambition. Always thinking of new ways to make money, ways to grow his empire once he had it. Always thinking of how to help Lucifer feel better about whatever was bothering at the moment. Mammon always knew how to bring a smile to everyone's face.

Inside Husk had used his rings to turn the notes into spotlights. Mammon produced a massive carnival game like hammer and under him a giant golden green ball appeared. An evil grin on his face, Mammon started to roll the ball. Mammon could hear his heart pounding in his chest. Asmodeus and the others had shown up as Mammon started rolling around the room. Hitting the rings with the massive hammer, it had split them apart. The rings fell to the floor with a series of clans, Husk was trying to avoid getting hit by one. Had disappeared into his hat, Mammon pulled off his own hat as he stopped the ball. Mammon’s antennas had picked up on Husk magic or rather the magic for making deals. It was the one piece of magic he had granted the very first Overlords. Mammon found it so fast that it had actually surprised him. Mammon jumped on the ball and launched himself into the air. Then massive neon green wings shot out of Mammon’s back, they looked worn out and beaten. Some of the feathers were missing and had been replaced with almost golden electricity made ones. The back side of Mammon’s wings were also a bright golden color. Mammon grabbed Husk as he reappeared, Husk stared at the massive sin. Then Mammon noticed Satan talking to Queenie, he then threw Husk at Satan.

“I’m not impressed, you’re just an overgrown imp who needs to be knocked on his ass.” Queenie, seeing Mammon throwing Husk, tried to fly away.

“Oh no you don’t you little whore!” Satan screamed just as Husk landed on the back of his neck.

Once Queenie was free of Satan’s hand she flew to Mammon. Who was now leaning against the wall holding his knee. Queenie kissed Mammon and landed on the floor in front of him.

“Are you okay?” Queenie asked, starting to rub Mammon’s knee.

“Yea…I just twisted my knee when I landed.” Mammon said, watching Queenie.

Satan then threw Husk back at Mammon, but Alastor’s shadow tentacles grabbed Husk mid air. Alastor then went full demon and stood face to face with the dragon. And Satan actually cowered especially after getting the very strong smell of death coming off Alastor. Alastor didn’t back off till he noticed Lucifer trying to hide. Alastor returned to normal and went back to Lucifer’s side. He then helped Lucifer to his feet, the sinners hadn’t noticed they were still watching Mammon and Queenie. Alastor watched as Mammon forced himself to stand on his leg. Their eyes met and they both nodded to each other as if to say they understood each other. Charlie had finally realized that she had fucked up. Husk was still on the floor almost too scared to move. Beelzebub had picked up Mammon’s hat, tears fell from her eyes as she did. Queenie had flown to where Bee was and was hovering in front of her for some time. Before finally Queenie grabbed Mammon’s hat out of Beelzebub’s hands. She then flew away before Bee could say anything, making sure her wing slapped Bee’s face. Making sure one of the knives hidden in her wings cut Beelzebub’s face.

Ozzie was going to confront Queenie, but then he noticed Mammon’s antenna. Beelzebub had told him about what Belphegor had shown her and Leviathan. Fizzarolli was also staring at Mammon, he then watched as Queenie placed Mammon’s hat back onto his head. Making sure not to hurt Mammon’s antennas, Fizz also noticed how Mammon was looking at Queenie. Fear, fear that Queenie would leave and choose someone else. She didn’t, instead Queenie returned to Mammon’s shoulder and gently leaned against his head. Fizz knew that look all too well, after all he himself had had it on his own face one too many times in the past. Hell, there were times when Fizz would still catch himself making that very face that Mammon had. Then Charlie walked up to the couple and Queenie gave her an icy stare.

“Word of advice, never pretend to know people.” Queenie said, her voice was so cold that it could have frozen water. “That drunk cat over there…” Queenie said, using her foot to point at Husk. “Is nothing like your uncle, especially in power. I suggest that you actually learn about us sinners and the sins that you call family. Every demon has a rainbow, but we also have trauma. Mammon has a ton of it due to those people.” Queenie said, pointing to Satan, Ozzie and Bee. “Your father has it due to Heaven, you and your mother.” She watched Charlie carefully. “Tell me do you know the price of everything?”

Queenie started to sing.

There’s a price just to live
A price to trust
A price to love even when it hurts
Do you know the price?

Queenie flew up into the air and stayed above Charlie.

The price to the pain people cause
The price for all your own actions
There’s a price to everything
Do you know the price?

Queenie flew to the other sinners as they nodded to what she was singing.

There’s a price just to live
A price to trust
A price to love even when it hurts
Do you know the price?

Queenie stared at Bee and Ozzie as she flew higher.

The price to be ourselves
The price just to be
There’s a price for everything
Do you know the price?

She flew back to the spot just above Mammon.

The price to the pain people cause
The price for all your own actions
There’s a price to everything
Do you know the price?

Queenie sang as she stared once more at Ozzie, Bee and then to Satan.

To love and have it taken
The price of a broken heart
The price to all the pain
Do you know the price?

Queenie sang as something that looked like glitter fell from her wings. Alastor knew what it was right away as did Mammon. Alastor quickly put up a shadow shield around himself, Lucifer and Charlie. Baxter despite being curious about the glitter had grabbed Niffty and hid. Cherri, Vaggie and a few others did the same. While others weren’t so lucky, everyone else fell to the floor paralyzed. Mammon had managed to protect Leviathan and Belphegor from the glitter as it fell. All Mammon felt from the glitter was a small tingle as it landed onto his body. Mammon noticed something else, Queenie and her wings looked bigger. The fur around her neck looked like it was made out of spikes.

Asmodeus was protecting Fizz from the glitter that continued to fall. Fizz noticed Queenie’s antennas were much longer and now looked more like whips. The air in the hotel felt like knives hitting everyone's flesh. Fizz found out why the glitter wasn’t glitter at all; it was very small particles of glass. Mixed with some kind of powder, Fizz watched as Queenie went back to Mammon.

Queenie had returned to normal as she landed. “I’m sorry…but I can’t stand people who act like.” Queenie looked back at Charlie.

“That acts like it’s all rainbows and unicorns.” Levi said, with a sad smile.

“Charlie’s been like that since she was born. But the biggest problem is that Charlie doesn’t understand her own people or world.” Belphegor said, laying her head on Mammon’s shoulder.

“Sadly, Lucifer is partly to blame.” Mammon said, staring at Charlie. “He didn’t want her to know about what got sinners here. Lilith didn’t want Charlie to be involved with sinners. The book about the fall, about life here is nothing more than a fairy tale.” Mammon looked back at his wings as they went into his back.

Charlie was quiet during the meeting as Lucifer and Alastor chewed Satan, Asmodeus and Beelzebub out for what they had done. Mammon and Queenie gave them the facts that they knew about Blitz and Stolas. Belphegor filled in the rest, Mammon explained about Loo Loo Land after Satan mentioned it. He also told them that the place no longer belonged to him. And that the place had burnt down and was no longer his problem.

“But I would like to put a Lu Lu World in every ring. If it’s okay with you Lu?” Mammon said, stroking Queenie’s wing.

“I would like that…you were right.” Lucifer said, looking at Mammon. “It was unfair to build just one.”

Mammon said nothing, he just let it sit. “I also think we should talk about the whole Blitz and Stolas thing.”

“I’m…”

“I swear Satan if you say ‘I am the law’ one more time. I’m going to give you the shock of your life.” Mammon said, as lightning appeared around him and Queenie. “I’m done…I won’t let you or others push me around. I’m done holding back, if I have to I’ll walk away. And leave all of ya with the fall out.”

“Go ahead…you’re weak, you have no real power.” Satan said, as his phone went pinged.

Everyone else's phones soon followed, their apps were down and all deliveries were cancelled. Satan looked at Mammon like he had just stabbed him.

“I think…it’s my turn to take a break.” Mammon noticed the fear and felt Queenie who was sitting next to him hugging his arm. “It won’t take eight years, but it’ll be long enough. Don’t worry Lu, Levi, Bel…I’ve left your apps and deliveries alone. Also Lucy, I need you to sign this…” Mammon said, sliding a contract to Lucifer.

Lucifer and Alastor looked it over before signing, Alastor handed it back to Mammon himself. The contract was for the new Lu Lu Words, as Alastor handed it back. He noticed the notes app on Mammon’s phone open. Mammon had written ‘Take care of him’, Alastor wrote back ‘And you take care of her’. The two reached for each other's hands and shook, making a silent deal. Lucifer decided Stolas’ sentence would be cut to twenty years. Blitz was fined and made to take classes on how to make a human form. As for Stella and her brother, they would be forced out with nothing but each other. As everyone was getting ready to leave Queenie had gone to get her flowers. Mammon stood near the bar waiting for her when Satan walked up to him.

“So you think you’re special because you found a new whore?” Satan laughed. “Look at you, do you really think someone like her? A beautiful woman…could ever want someone that looks or acts like you. You’re nothing more than a joke, you’re still a child. Hell doesn’t need you or Greed…”

“We’ll see…just one thing, how are your people going to get their meat to where it needs to go?” Mammon said, looking Satan in the eyes. “I control all the trucks for shipping and butcher shops that process the stuff. There are very few farms that still do it in Wrath. Not to mention who’s going to provide lumber, I own and run all the lumber mills. I also own all the steel mills too..”

Mammon stared at Satan for sometime before singing.

While you were building muscles
I was making a name for myself
You ruled with fear
I ruled with hard work and ambition
While you were destroying
I was building and creating

Mammon tilted his head and just stared at Satan before moving closer.

While you were building muscles
I was making a name for myself
You will never understand what you took
I’ve always fixed what you broke
Mammon looked around the room.
While you were building muscles
I was making a name for myself
You ruled with fear
I ruled with hard work and ambition
While you were destroying
I was building and creating

Mammon let out a heavy sigh.

I’m tired of fixing
I’m tired I’ve doing all the work
Tire of you three taking
I’m tired of being a joke
While you were building muscles
I was making a name for myself
You’ve built muscle
I’ve built an empire
I’ve been cruel it’s true
But I can openly admit it
But you and Lilith will never do that
While you were building muscles
I was making a name for myself

Mammon stopped when he felt Queenie land on his shoulder. Mammon looked at her for sometime, before gently rubbing his face against her. Mammon also saw a Sloth bag in Queenie’s lower right hand.

“What’s the matter, does Mam need a little help in the bedroom?!” Satan said, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Queenie laughed and almost doubled over. “Oh please, my favorite jester does very well for himself. Unlike you with your little pencil eraser of a dick.”

Everybody in the hotel started to laugh, this of course pissed Satan off. He lunged at Queenie, she flew up and stabbed Satan’s hand with a knife. Mammon had dodged and punched Satan in the stomach. The punch landed hard along with a ton of electricity. There was then for the first time ever a Hell quake. Satan fell back and the electricity wrapped around him making a chain. The people around the hotel looked scared, Mammon stood over Satan and kicked him. The quake happened again, Queenie flew back to Mammon’s shoulder.

“Are you Okay?” Queenie asked, stroking Mammon’s cheek.

“Yea…you?” Mammon asked.

“I’m fine…sorry about that.” Queenie said, noticing how tired Mammon looked.

“Don’t be, it would have happened one way or another.” Mammon looked at her. “So you really think I’m better than this big red shit head?” Mammon said, with a raised eyebrow.

Queenie gently poked him. “I’m pretty sure you’re at least bigger despite your weight.” She said, lightly teasing Mammon. “And for the record…you are also better in bed than Husk. But it also helps that you don’t have barbs on your fucking dick.”

“Och…” Mammon said, with a light tired laugh.

Lucifer approached them. “I know you already had plans to take time off, but…”

“Don’t worry Lucy, I know this means that I can’t have anything to do with you guys for a while. I can live with that…plus it was worth it.” Mammon said, placing a hand on Lucifer’s shoulder. “It was good to see you again…now my beautiful gem here has places to go.”

Lucifer nodded and waved as they disappeared into the smoke. He then looked down at Satan, Lucifer decided to leave him tied up for a while.