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Short-Sighted
Lucifer adjusted his grip on the carrier bag in his hands as he finished checking the contents inside before he glanced back at the six demons, who were following him down the cobbled Devildom street, and heaved a weary sigh.
“I think that’s everything in terms of grocery shopping,” Lucifer announced, “so unless there’s anywhere else that anyone—?”
“Lucifer, we’ve been out for hours,” Levi groaned loudly as he dragged his feet behind the rest of his brothers, “can we go home now? Before Mammon and Asmo make us go back to Majolish again or to some other normie place.”
“No one said that ya had to come along too,” Mammon pointed out.
“Besides, Satan made us go to the library so it’s only fair,” Asmo chimed in.
“Don’t drag me into your argument,” Satan muttered irritably from behind a book as he walked.
“Will you put that away, you’re going to trip over if you don’t look at where you’re going.” Lucifer shot at Satan in a reproachful tone.
“Tch.” Satan tutted before he muttered something under his breath as he closed the book and glared back at Lucifer. “Happy now?” He asked, sarcastically rolling his eyes.
“Hey, we should stop for a bite to eat.” Belphie piped up, slowing his pace and eyeing an Akudonald’s as they passed by, but quickly rejoining his brothers after.
“I’m cooking dinner when we get home,” Lucifer said, “you can wait until then.”
“I don’t think Beel’s gonna last that long,” Belphie frowned as he stopped to point towards his twin who was visibly torn between keeping up with his brothers and retracing his steps back to Akudonald’s, “I could use a break myself,” Belphie added as he tried to stifle a yawn.
“We’re a fair way from home anyway, so it won’t hurt to get something to eat now,” Mammon shrugged.
“And this is Beel we’re talking about, I don’t know about you guys but I’d rather avoid one of his hungry rampages,” Levi pointed out.
“Very well,” Lucifer relented with another sigh.
Lucifer followed behind his brothers as they filed into the Akudonald’s and quickly separated off into pairs to choose from the menus displayed on the screens above the counters.
“I think I’ll get three gigadeath burgers, a devil zebra steak stack, five sides of deep fried scorpions, and two double poison cheeseburgers,” Beel murmured more to himself as his eyes quickly scanned over the menus.
“That sounds great, Beel.” Belphie yawned. “Hey, can you just grab some devil nuggets for me? I’m just going to rest my eyes a little in that booth over there by the window, okay?” Belphie pointed vaguely before he shuffled away to find a seat while rubbing tiredly at his eyes.
Lucifer frowned as his eyes slowly trailed over the bright menu screens.
“I’m having the flame grilled barbeque black tapir wrap,” Mammon said.
“Then I’ll have the belladonna and hemlock salad,” Asmo said with a thoughtful hum.
“A salad?” Levi gave a snort of laughter and shook his head. “Really, Asmo?”
“Hm? What’s wrong with that?”
“Who goes to a fast food restaurant like AkuDonald’s and orders a salad?”
“But everything else on the menu is so heavy,” Asmo groaned as he turned to the menus once more, “maybe I’ll just get a bloodberry muffin instead?”
“What about you, Satan?” Levi turned to the fourth-born instead.
“Shadow goose burger with fries and a hell soda,” Satan decided with a curt nod.
“Woah, he chose something so fast.”
“That’s what he always orders,” Asmo rolled his eyes.
Lucifer watched as Levi, Satan and Asmo moved to the counter to place their orders before he tried once again to read the menus.
Lucifer narrowed his eyes to squint in hopes that in doing so the words might become clear enough for him to decipher,when he was finally left with no other choice Lucifer reached into his jacket pocket.
Ah.
He tapped over his other pockets as realisation dawned upon him.
I must’ve left my glasses at the House of Lamentation.
He saw something move out of the corner of his eye that pulled him out of his own musings only to find that Mammon had moved closer to his side to read the menus again.
Mammon let out a low, indecisive hum.
“Man, there’s so much to choose from…” Mammon said loudly, “... I have no idea what I fancy.”
“Hm?” Lucifer gave Mammon a perplexed stare. “I thought that you had already picked the flame grilled—”
“I dunno, I’m kinda feeling the spicy devil chicken burger now… or maybe… the spicy poison newt belly wrap?” Mammon mused aloud again before he turned his gaze from the menus towards Lucifer instead. “Hey, Lucifer, you like spicy food right?”
Lucifer stared at Mammon in confusion for a moment or two before he caught a knowing look in the avatar of greed’s eyes.
“That’s true,” Lucifer felt a small smile tug at his lips as he played along, “but I was thinking of getting something a little simpler today.”
“I get what ya mean,” Mammon nodded as he moved away from the spicy food menu to read from another screen, “spicy food can lead to heartburn, so do you think I should go for a wrap or a burger?”
“Definitely a burger,” Lucifer replied with a chuckle as he followed Mammon’s lead, “oh and Mammon?”
“Yeah?”
“I feel like treating you, so I’ll be paying today.”
Mammon placed the food ladened tray down on the table before he and Lucifer slid into the booth opposite Satan and Asmo.
“What took you both so long?” Satan asked, peering over the top of his book curiously as he watched Mammon divide the food on the tray between himself and Lucifer.
“I couldn’t decide what to get,” Mammon said with a small shrug.
“But isn’t that the flame grilled barbeque black tapir wrap?” Satan frowned as he nodded towards Mammon’s meal.
“Honestly,” Asmo shook his head at Mammon, “you spent that long deciding on what to order and ended up picking your first choice anyway?”
“Heh, I guess, I did.” Mammon chuckled to himself.