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Nine Demons and A Baby

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Diavolo x F!MC

Chapter: 3 Of ?

Summary: Demonus may just bring your dreams to life.

Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read.

"I also have another question for you guys." You smiled as you sat on the couch eating cookies with Beel. The initial freak outs were over, and now the men were determined to show you how happy they were, since they had upset you earlier. "I...well, you guys are my family. As such... I was wondering if you would stand on my side. In the wedding." You asked shyly.

"Hell ya we will. Ya didn't even have ta ask about that." Mammon smiled as he continued your shoulder massage.

"I-i have to be in front of everyone?" Levi asked giving ypu puppy dog eyes, pleading for a way out as he continued to rub your feet.

"Yes, but it won't be for too long. To sweeten the pot, I'll bribe you." You smiled. "I'm gonna be a princess."

"Okay, we have a spa appointment at four. I went to the absolute limit, you are getting everything done." Asmo chimed excitedly.

"Do we even have time for that?" Your mouth full of cookies.

"True... do want a full bikini wax? We could save time and just get a cute little strip done or something."

Coughing, you almost choked on your cookie. "Can we stop talking about my downstairs." You blushed. "I've heard my vagina talked about more today than my whole life, it's not even noon."

"Prude." Asmo sighed as Beel fed you another cookie.

"I expected nothing less from my M. O. H.." You smirked swallowing your cookie. "Sassy bitch. I love you." You blew him a kiss.

The squeal that left the Avatar of Lust was ear piercing. "Do you mean it? Seriously Mc, this is no joke!"

"Asmodeus, Avatar of Lust, the second most handsome man I know, would you do me the honor of being my maid of honor?" You bowed from your sitting position.

Hands grasping the side of your face, Asmo placed a quick kiss on your hairline. "What are the colors?!"

"No idea." You smiled as he paled in horror.

"What do you mean, no idea?"

"Exactly that. Barbatos requested that you and me stop by the castle later to pick up ye old royal spending card. He also wants to talk to you about what to buy and not to buy."

"Oh, he would." He sighed. "Either way, I'm buying you the sluttiest panties in the realm." He hummed as he continued his business on his phone.

"I'll text Diavolo and see what colors he wants. Last I knew he was being punished by Barbatos and Lucifer by having to do the ritual to wake his dad all by himself. Which I'm nervous as hell about... what if he hates me and forbids the whole thing?"

"We couldn't tell you. He was sleeping before we got here." Mammon shrugged. "Besides, he'd have to be an idiot not ta love ya."

"Mammon..." you sat up and turned around on the couch to face him. "In the human world, the bride is walked down the isle by her father... seeing as how that isn't an option... would you walk me down the isle and give me away?" A soft smile on your face as you watched him, face full of surprise.

"Ya want me ta do it?" Confusion in his voice. "Why not Lucifer or Satan. Ya know..someone more...reputable." He shrugged looking away.

"You've been watching over me since day one." Your voice was soft. "You're my first guy, Mammoney. I wouldn't be as far as I am today if it wasn't for you. Besides, I don't care about reputation. You know that."

"Well ya should. Yer gonna be a Princess." He quipped crossing his arms.

"I don't think there is a better man, angel or demon for the job. Even now, you're putting me first... so please, if not for yourself, then for me." You gave him the look. Big sad eyes and a pout.

"Hey, hey, hey! None a that." He growled. "Ya sure yer hearts set on me doin' this?"

"Yes. One hundred and ten percent!" You smiled eagerly.

"Alright then, fine. But I warned ya." He pointed at you.

You began to crawl over the couch to hug Mammon, but he grabbed you first. "Yo! Your all knocked up and shit. You can't be crawling all over the furniture like that!"

Hugging him tightly, you let out a hum as you continued to squeeze. "I'll make sure you even get some wedding accessories, paid for by me. We can buy hella expensive ones and you can hawk everything but one later."

"That's my girl." Mammon laughed as he made sure you sat down on the couch carefully.

"What do I get to do?" Beel asked as he set another cookie against your lips.

Opening wide for the cookie, you took your time chewing. "I've got it!" You smiled to him. "Two things. The first being to make sure me and baby royal eat. Today and the next day are gonna be crazy for me. So I need you to remind me to eat. It's bad for the baby if I don't. Second, keep track of Belphie, although you already do that, it's super important now. I can't lose him." You smiled to Beel. "Hear that little royal baby. Uncle Beel is gonna make sure you get nutrients no matter what." You poked your belly.

"You know you may not have conceived quite yet. While the process is happening, it does take time." Satan informed you.

"That's why I'm talking to it. I don't know exactly when I'll know for sure they are there...but they are going to be there. The sigil is making sure for me. It's literally just a ticking time bomb." You looked down to you stomach. "Pretty sure Dia has a breeding kink, so it's definitely gonna happen." Your eyes went wide. You had said the quiet part outloud.

"Oh, that gives me so many ideas." Asmodeus shuddered. "In the back of Majolish they have a section that is V.I.P., I've always wanted to take you, but now it's a must."

"Thats...that's way more info then I ever wanted to know." Belphie couldn't hide his disgust.

"A man of culture." Leviathan whispered to himself as he turned pink.

"Old wives tales say you can determine the gender of the baby by position and time of day." Satan acknowledged, looking up from his phone. "Where you on top, or bottom?"

"Which part?" You blushed. "I mean, ew! No! I'm not gonna tell you guys this!"

"I bet the prince is hung as fuck. That hard on in those slacks. That sexy bitch is packin' some major cock." Asmodeus sighed.

"Stop thinking about his cock!" Your voice now an octave higher.

"Ah. A jealous lover Mc. You and Leviathan can bond a lot now." Satan smirked.

"Don't stress her out, it's bad for our niece or nephew." Leviathan blushed. "Though come to my room whenever and we can make voodoo dolls of anyone who gets too close." He added matter of factly.

"That's really sweet Levi." You smiled to him. "Oh! After I have the little royal, can you introduce Henry 2.0 to my baby? That way he can have another friend." Levi and his goldfish had an odd relationship, but it was normal, considering he was such a shut in. A fish can't completely spurn you or anything...

The third borns face lit up. "Of course! That way when they are old enough to swim, they can swim with Henry and I!" It was adorable how excited he was.

"Are you guys busy today?"

"We can clear or schedules, what's up?" Belphie told you.

"Well, when I go back with Asmo, would you guys come too? I get the royal credit card and I have to buy clothes, but I also need a wedding dress... in the human realm, the brides maids usually try to match the bride. Since you guys are standing on my side, you guys are my bride maids. So I was thinking we could get that accomplished before my four o'clock appointment with Asmo." You looked to them quickly. "Only if you want to though!"

"Isn't that the side that wears dresses?" Beel asked with a raised eye brow.

"Yes, but since your guys, you can wear the suits."

"I'd wear a dress if it ment I got to see Lucifer in a dress." Belphie snickered.

"There is something really freeing about how the balls can hang more...openly." Asmodeus emphasized.

"Tuxes will work fine." You smiled as you stood. "I'll go change so we can leave."

Barbatos had briefed Asmodeus, the Avatar looking glum on his return. "I can still get the slutty panties, but I can't take you to the back of Majolish or Barbatos will nark me out to Solomon. Then I'll be in for it, and not in any kind of fun way." He sighed. "On the plus side, he told me Diavolo would like red, black and gold. He can't have his phone in the area of the ritual, cuz it'll fuck shit up apparently. Also, he sends his love, Princess." He winked. "Here is this." He handed you the card. It didn't even have a name or numbers. Just a gold card, rigid in nature. It didn't even have a magnetic strip. "Barb said you can slide it anyway, it'll accept anywhere. If it doesn't, to call him ASAP because he's gonna rip them apart for denying a royal card. Plus, you need to text him that the card is in your possession and no longer in my hot little hands." The Avatar gave a hum, as if trying to remember if there was anything else. "Barb is picking up Diavolo's tux, getting his fancy pants and everything for the ceremony when they make you princess, and, you have to get two dresses today. Wedding dress is what fits your fancy if you agree to the color scheme. The other one we HAVE to text Barb about. He'll flip his lid if it doesn't match prince charmings fancy outfit."

"Anything else on that laundry list?" Belphie sighed.

Mammon was in awe. "The MEGA GOLDIE." He whispered.

"Oh, that reminds me, Mammon, Barb said its a treason charge for you if you take Mcs card without permission and spend even a single penny, But, you may touch it once."

"I don't wanna watch Mammon cum his pants." Levi grumbled.

"Ok, Mams, if you don't steal from the castle ever, in your whole life... I'll let you have ten minutes alone with Mega Goldie. No questions asked, you just can't spend anything. I'll even let you swipe the card today for every purchase I make." You smirked as you waved the card in front of his face, watching his eyes follow it.

"No stealing from the castle ever again... and when your out with me, I get to swipe it. Any and everytime. Fifteen minutes alone, no questions asked and I won't spend a penny unless ya tell me too."

"Promise?"

"On my life." It was the most serious you had ever seen him.

"Deal. When would you like your fifteen minutes?"

"Tonight, after Mega Goldie has been naughty little whore and spent millions of Grimm."

"That's weird as shit, but not unexpected..." you sighed.

"Don't kink shame me, miss, I love being bred while being called princess." Mammon scoffed.

"Vanilla." Asmodeus sighed, bored. "Can we go do the fun stuff now?"

Tuxedo shopping had been easy. Asmo picked the classic black suit, and Beel had found a red and gold tie, with matching pocket squares. Red undershirts and gold vest under the coat had been found by Satan. They even had Lucifers measurements to give to them and set up for delivery to the castle at nine in the morning tomorrow.

"That was... unexpectedly easy."

"You didn't pick me as your Maid of Honor for nothing Sweetie." He gave a wink. "Next agenda, Mc needs her Princess gown made. She needs measurements, Barb already sent instructions." Asmodeus was looking at his phone. "That's so sweet, he's having them make one especially for you now. It also saves us time so we can make your four o'clock." He put his phone back into his bag.

The dress makers were a small, frail looking older couple. They were adorable. You could see how much they loved each other. You wondered how you and Diavolo would look when you were both older, but that would be a while. Dia was already over eighty thousand...and still looked so handsome.

They had taken your measurements and gotten input from you about what type of style you would like. Over all it went smooth as could be. Barbatos had already instructed which fabrics and patterns and such, so it left you with the easy part. You were thankful for that.

Your wedding dress on the other hand was more of a struggle.

It was almost overwhelming. The sheer amount of fabrics, different patterns...you weren't even sure what style of dress would be best suited.

"Guys, I'm kind of freaking out. What if I mess this up? The whole frigging kingdom is gonna know because Miphistolese is going to be there reporting on the whole thing. Like...what if I make an ugly dress? I don't want to embarrass Diavolo..."

"You actually think Asmodeus would let you walk out of here with a creation that's anything other than perfect?" Belphie laughed.

"What is an aspect of the dress you would like the most? We can work around that." Satan sat down next to you as he opened up one of the many books with dresses.

"I want to show my pact marks." A gentle smile on your lips.

"Smart. It shows power and strength with the kingdom."

"That too, I guess. I was thinking more along the lines that I am really proud of them, and you guys. In an odd way, you and your brothers are kind of a package deal with me." Small laugh leaving you as you bumped shoulders with a now blushing Satan.

"Then we just go backless, unless you would want more cover?" Levi flipped through another book until he found the part containing backless dresses and sat it on top of the one Satan opened.

"I was gonna ask if backless was too slutty, but then again, I am in literal Hell. So completely backless it is."

"How's it gonna attach? Some ladies have a bow, others have the big long dangly bits." Beel asked as he continued to eat the bag of chips Asmodeus had pulled from his bag.

"You could have a simple clasp, so there isn't anything to obstruct your back view if your interested." Belphie turned the book he was looking at to face you. "Plus with the clasp, we could do something, like the royal seal."

"I am so proud of you." The Avatar of Lust placed a sloppy kiss on Belphegors cheek. "You're so adorable!"

Belphies face held disgust, but his eyes gave him away. It was sweet, watching the brothers interact like this.

"Ok, so with the back and neck how it is, we need to figure out the chest and how to attach said clasp." Satan muttered.

"What about like this?" Mammon showed you a picture in a magazine. The model sporting a dress that the front was held by the sides, the front top a flat cut line to reveal cleavage, with the right measurements you could definitely make your bust look bigger...

"We can hide how the straps adjust on the inside, right?" Levi asked the elderly man. He nodded and went back to looking through his fabric catalog.

His wife came back out of the back and instructed him to follow her. They returned a few minutes later with a three foot long spool. Simple white cotton on top wound tightly.

Satan moved the books so they could place the roll down. The elderly man snapping the bands easily he removed the cotton.

You were mesmerized.

"This spool was reserved for the late Queen. She had a ball gown made with part of the fabric. We've not had the heart to use it since. That prince may seem cheery and pay very well, but there is a sadness deep in that boy." The older woman lamented. "I think it only just it see the light if day again for a happy occasion."

Fine black lace, inlaid with delicate gold strands that would catch the light when moved. It made the lace sparkle in the shop lights while the part not moving as much still looked black as night.

"I never will forget the dress I used this on. Our business was about to go under when my husband fell ill. The king must have taken pity on me, he paid ten times the value of what I was asking. The dress was for the night they announced she was with child. She was absolutely radiant." The woman reminisced fondly. "Also very kind. She came by the shop because she was so impressed with the dress. We've been in the castle employee ever since. Seeing as how the prince never needed dresses, we were surprised when he paid a handsome sum a few years ago."

You couldn't help the blush on your face.

The older gentleman rattled off the measurements. An exact fit for yours. Even describing down to the last detail how it was hemmed. "You made my dress." It was a whisper. "I'd never worn anything that fancy in my life. I felt like a real life princess when I changed at the party. Dia gave it as part of his gift to me for my birthday. We celebrated it with his that night." Standing, you made your way to the elderly woman and gave her a soft hug. "Thank you. You made me feel so special that night. I'll never be able to tell you how much it means that you made it for me."

The older man let out a loud laugh. "I think it made him happier than you."

"What makes you say that?" Satan asked, curious as to the man's answer.

"That boy didn't look lonely looking at that dress. We've been in this business for years. When someone else sees the completed work, you can tell a lot about them. He even came in personally to get it. It's not everyday royalty comes and inspects the work at the shop. So I knew it was important to him then and there." He pointed at you, a gleeful smile mixed with mischief on his face. "Considering I'm making a wedding dress as quickly as I am, he must have finally gotten the balls to tell ya himself." He nodded.

"The prince isn't allowed to come get this dress. Human tradition dictates he doesn't see it until she is walking down the isle." The woman reminded her husband. "Barbatos instructed me if he were to come in, to send him away immediately."

"That's definitely Barb." Asmo sighed. "Fun sucker."

"Although it is a shame. My best work will be torn to shreds by the nights end, but it's to be expected during the coupling ceremony." The man blushed.

"What's that?" You turned to the blonde.

"Were you not told what your wedding was going to entail?" Belphie snickered.

"W-well...no. we didn't get that far. Barb came in, then he called Lucifer. Then he did the eyes at me. Then I got sent to you guys. There wasn't really time."

"Cuz ya spent that time fucking." Asmo giggled as you turned red.

"It's tradition for royal weddings. Yer not gonna like it and ya can't get outta it." Mammons blush taking over his whole face and neck.

"Okay, now I'm nervous again. What the hell is the coupling?"

"Sex is more important for demons than humans. To make sure a bride is not faking things for a gain of power, they are given an elixir. Essentially you won't be able to lie. Every reaction will be genuine. Diavolo already doesn't lie, but I imagine he'll be a good sport and take his elixir anyway." Satan sat back in his chair. "After the wedding ceremony, you consummate the marriage. The only thing giving you any privacy is the curtains on the bed..." a heavy flush now taking his face over as he cleared his throat. "And that's only to ensure the princess or queen would not be exposed to the attendees. It's a right reserved for the Prince or king..." He cleared his throat again. "Diavolo will be judged if he can... pleasure you... in a satisfactory manner. With the elixir you can't fake it."

All you could do was blink.

"It's to ensure actual attraction and prove that they are both sexually bound to one another. The emotional bond is the wedding ceremony. It being done in a human way doesn't really matter. So I imagine Diavolo opted for that, so he could actually give you a wedding."

"Probably as apology for not telling you this part." The seventh born mumbled.

"So... everyone is gonna hear?" Your voice was shaky.

"Yes, and you'll hear them. Lots of times its for the man to absolutely rail the hell outta the woman. Some demons even take the chance to get their rocks off."

"Oh EW!" You cringed. "You mean dirty old men are gonna jerk off to me and Dia?! I'm gonna be too nervous. It's gonna look terrible on Dia!!" You put your head between your legs as you crouched down. "How do I look at anyone after that?"

"Like you own their asses. Cuz after that, we feast. Then you become princess." Mammon rubbed your back.

Shooting your head up, you cringed again. "You have to close your ears! You guys can't hear me have sex!"

"If it helps, I'm going to be cheering for Diavolo to absolutely ruin you, honey." Asmo patted your head.

"No!" You whined.

"The louder he makes you scream and moan the better. It's a testament to his virility. It also says that the louder the princess or queen is, the better ruler he will be. So Diavolo is gonna give it to you like never before." Asmodeus sighed dreamily. "And most of the dirty old men will be listening to you, dear."

"Not helping!" You whined again as you stood up wrapping your arms around yourself. "I can't believe everyone is gonna hear me have sex!"

"If it helps, Demonus is on tap for everyone and the kingdom has a rager for the next 7 days. So most likely most people will forget." Levi kneeled next to you.

"How? You're gonna hear me sound like a fucking hentai video!" Anger in your voice as you huffed.

"You love Lord Diavolo, right?" Satan's eyes boring into yours.

"I've...I've never been in love, but everything I've ever read or seen... it feels like it is. I'd do anything for him. I even told him he had an out. That we could pretend that it never happened and he said no."

"So what's having great sex with you new husband? It ain't shit compared to what ya were willin' to do for 'em. This is cake walk. You'd do a lot worse for 'em, right?" Mammon smirked.

"Ya. I think I would." You gave a small worried laugh.

"Then ya got it locked down. Don't worry about it. Just do yer best to enjoy the moment."

"Beside, public sex might be a new kink, and I implore you to try all kinds of nasty shit with prince charming. I want every detail."

Asmo bit his lip.

"You can do it. Put those hentai videos to shame!" Leviathan held out his hand for a high-five. You weakly tapped his hand.

"You can't say a word about it after. Not even a peep!" You pointed to Asmodeus.

"I promise nothing, but your missing the point. It will be fine. The sex with him has been good, right?"

It had been amazing. You weren't gonna tell them that though. You settled for nodding your head.

"Then don't worry. Just enjoy it." He shrugged.

"Also, don't get mad at the comments after." Beel crumpled his empty chip bag and put it in his pocket. "They'll probably say some stuff you won't like, just ignore it. It doesn't matter what they think." His confident smile brought a smile to you.

"If you wanted...you could punish Diavolo for not telling you." A sly grin on Belphegors face. "Human weddings, they spend the night before apart, right? So we dress you in those slutty panties Asmo is gonna get, and you show him what he's missing. He'll never not tell you stuff like that again. Simple really."

"That's fucking devious! I love it!" Asmo giggled. "Tell him he can't cum either. That he has to save every drop for the coupling, then just leave his ass alone at the castle!"

"He'll see you tomorrow anyway at some point, but it will probably be with his father. Of course, you could meet him tonight and not see him tomorrow. So that won't help him either. He won't have time to ravish you." Satan smirked. "We can dangle you like candy in front of him, because it was pretty negligent of him not to tell you. He could have atleast texted you about it."

"Hey, all the outfit is missing is the red? Why don't you do blood red under the lace?" Beel was staring at the lace.

"Majolish has shoes. We grab you two outfits. Two pairs of slutty panties, one for the wedding and one to drive him mad tonight. Then we hit your four o'clock and get you dressed." Asmo smirked as he pulled put his phone. "This works perfect. Lord Diavolo should be done at six. Dinner at seven, you, Barb, the king, and all of us Avatars. Then you bait Diavolo into a hard on for the ages and leave with us."

You mulled it over for a moment. Red would look fantastic under the lace, and being dangled in front of Dia when it was so obvious he had a breeding kink... salaciously telling him not to cum while you got him riled up and just left... "Yes to the red Beel. It's a great idea. Belphegors plan is solid. I like it." You smiled happily as you gave Belphie a hug.

Finding two outfits had been cake walk with Asmodeus and the brothers. Said Avatar even got his fantasy when Levi went to grab a dress you might like and another woman tried to take it from him. Satan had stomped over and growled at her, ripping it from her hands while being careful to not damage the dress.

"Not near bloody enough, but that one...whew!" He fanned himself.

Satan had explained Levi found it and that he was just trying to help. If the shop keeper saw, they didn't say anything.

Shoes were a bit harder but went relatively easy with six men standing in line bringing you pair after pair.

The waxing on the other hand...

Asmodeus had scheduled a full body wax. The only thing left on you were your perfectly shaped eyebrows, thanks to the beautician, and the hair on your head. You couldn't blame them for laughing as you screamed during the bikini wax. You'd laugh if it hadn't been you being waxed.

Your hair was treated, even Asmodeus hadn't managed to get it this soft and shiny. Your skin was buffed and lotioned and potioned... these people had made you a whole meal to be dangled infront of Diavolo.

The outfit you would wear for the rest of the day and dinner was simple, but it held an air of regal standing. A dress that wrapped around you and was secured by the tie that rested in a bow on your hip. It was a great find. Your breast looked amazing in the bra Asmo picked, the matching panties snug against your bare skin. All you would have to do is undo the bow and you could show Diavolo how the garter belt you wore connected to your stockings. Fine lace straps connecting to your bra. It was tame compared to the lingerie that would be under your wedding dress...

The boys even got their eyebrows waxed under a dare from you after they had laughed about how sore you were. Over all, it had been a wonderful day.

You just hoped dinner and meeting your futures husband's father went well.

Arriving at the castle it was 6:15 which left you forty-five minutes until dinner started. Barbatos and Lucifer had greeted you at the door. Demon forms on full display.

Lucifer had taken his brothers aside as Barbatos lead you back to Diavolo's chambers.

"The young master is in the bath. He will be done shortly. He has awoken the King successfully and fully explained his plans."

"How'd that go over?" You wrung your hands together.

"He wishes to meet you before he comments."

"What if I fuck this up? I still don't even know which fork goes to what. What if he thinks I'm not good enough for his son?"

"Why would you not be good enough, Mc?" Barbatos tipped his head back to look at you while continuing his path.

"Because I'm me." You snorted. "A commoner not even from this realm. Little baby royal could disrupt his bloodline, which could really piss him off." You let go of your hands. "What if just simply loving Diavolo isn't enough for him. He could probably find a woman better than me in five minutes." You shrugged. "What if all he sees is a disappointment of a being and forbids the wedding?" Your voice was small. "I don't think my heart could survive that. How would I tell little baby royal that it will never know it's father because it's grandpa hates me? Or worse yet..." you couldn't bring yourself to say the words. The thought of the King demanding you be rid of the child created in a drunken error made your blood run cold. "I know I'm just thinking of the worst stuff, but I can't help it. I just want to reflect well on Diavolo. On his father and the kingdom. He's so sweet that he wouldn't care, but he should, it's his father." You weren't sure when you stopped walking. "What if my love isn't enough?"

"Simple things as what to use at dinner and how to act can be taught. Anyone can learn and act as they should. Character however can not. You either have it, or you do not. Do you believe yourself to have good character?"

"Maybe. I mean, so far from what I can tell, you guys like me. So that has to speak to something, right?"

"True. Do you believe yourself capable of standing by Diavolos side and ruling one day?" The butler asked.

"Someday. With you, Lucifer and Dia by my side, I feel like I could do anything." You shyly admitted. "I know I can learn more about the Devildom, that'll be expected and that's fine. I'm just... I'm worried about failing a whole fucking realm if it were just me. How Dia does it everyday...I still don't understand. The amount of pressure as prince filling in for a sleeping king... it's great practice for when the time comes, but he's been raised for it. I'm atleast sixty thousand years behind. So unless you know a spell to cram sixty thousand years of learning how to run a country into my noggin, I'm starting at square one. My only advantage being the people around me that I can lean on and learn from."

"Princesses and Queens deal more with the public image, not so much the heavy mechanical parts of what makes a kingdom tick. They are said to be the heart of kingdoms, leaving the men to do the more...technical work, as they should for their wives. Would being around the people of the Devildom bother you?"

"It doesn't bother me. Seven of my best friends are demons. I'm worried I'll bother them. My approval rating at R.A.D. was only forty percent. Which, while not bad, considering everything... it definitely isn't great. Especially if you applied it statistically across the kingdom. My numbers just plummet then. Older demons who are set in their ways will always exist. I know that. Trying to change a whole kingdoms mind on humans... statistically, it'll never be one hundred percent. But if I could just get fifty, fuck, even forty percent kingdom wide, I'd consider that a win for the ages." You laughed, but your heart wasn't truly in it. "I know it'll be work, that doesn't bother me. I just don't want the kingdom to think unfairly of Diavolo. I know he's a grown demon, can take care of himself. You helped raise him, so I know he can manage. I just... I worry about him. I have for a while, and after this morning I always will. I don't think that'll change. I just hope I worry a little bit less as time goes on, but I don't see that happening either."

Letting out a deep breath, you took another one to try and calm yourself. "Barb... I have a question, but I can't even ask it of you." You shook your head as both of your hands rested on your stomach. "Dia asked you not to use your abilities...my question... I can't even ask it of you because of what it would mean, the position it would put you in. Even asking it outloud...it probably breaks a law." You did your best to hold back tears. "If he... if the king orders the baby to be," you took a breath, "disposed of," You couldn't finish your question. It was unfair to ask him something like this. You shook your head quickly. "I'll figure it out. It's not right to ask you. I'll figure out." You assured yourself. "I won't let anything happen to Diavolos baby. I won't." A few tears rolled down your cheek as you bit your lip. "He was so happy, I won't fail him." Your hands slowly rubbed your stomach. "Just...nevermind." you offered your biggest smile. You couldn't put him in that position. To go against the kings word and help you escape if the king should want your child murdered. Could you even run and hide from the demon King? "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have even brought it up to you."

"Ask."

Eyes focused in the butlers eyes, you bit your lip. Saying it outloud to him, it could get him in such trouble. "I can't. I can't do that to you."

"Then ask, for the child."

Closing your eyes, you took another deep breath. "If the king wants our child dead, would you help me? Just...stop time, even if just for a minute? I'll figure out the rest, somehow. I know even asking you to go against his orders is probably some sort of treason. I'm sorry." A soft sob left your lips as you shook your head. "I have to do whatever it takes for this kid. If this is the path that I have to take. I'll do it. I just... I don't know if I'm strong enough to do it alone against someone as powerful as the Demon King alone." You wiped your eyes. "Just, never mind. This conversation never happened. I'll figure it out." You nodded as you smiled to the butler. "I'll find a way if I need too." Wiping your face, you shook your hands and did your best to calm yourself. "I'm sorry."

The rest of the walk to Diavolo's chambers had been silent. Barbatos hadn't given you an answer. Perhaps he thought it obvious, or perhaps he wanted no part in a treasonous plot to disobey the king. "Thank you." You told him as you stopped outside of Diavolo's door. "I'll see you at dinner." You offered a soft smile as you entered, leaving the butler in the hall.

Entering Diavolos chambers you were greeted to Diavolo laughing as he put on his cuff links, Barbatos behind him, inspecting his suit jacket.

You froze in place.

"Mc, are you alright?" Diavolo quickly walked over to you, one hand on your hip, the other brushing the side of your face.

"Have you been here the whole time?" Your eyes finding the butler. Whoever had walked you here was not Barbatos as the butler confirmed he had been here. Helping Diavolo ready for dinner.

"That son of a bitch!" Diavolo growled, moving past you to fling open his door. "Father!" His voice full of a rage you had never heard from him before.

Father.

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