TW: mild sexual talk and mild abandonment trama.
"What the hell, Levi?!" Mammon
sighs. "I don't exactly understand here but from what I can gather, Solomon just proved to Levi that he's a total TSL nerd, so now they're buddies. Which means if you wanna borrow that soundtrack.." Mammon paused. "You've gotta become a TSL nerd yourself, it's either that or NOTHING!" Mammon jumped up in the air and cheered me on. I couldn't help but laugh.
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"Alright, let's go get that DVD, Mammon." I say still laughing.
We begin making our way through the house so we can go out and get the TSL DVD Series. This'll be my first time out aside from RAD. He's not talking anymore and is kinda stomping, so I'm gonna assume he's upset about the DVD.
"Yo, Mammon?"
"What, human?" He answered.
"Since I've never been around the Devildom I have next to no Grimm." I mentioned.
"Uh-huh." Mammon agreed with a monotone voice.
"Since I'm broke here, you're gonna be the one with the bill for it, you know that right?"
"Uh-huh." Mammon repeated.
"Soooo...." I start to ask.
"Sooo...?" Mammon queried.
I fumble with my hands and ask: "I don't have any clothing aside from my uniform. So.. uh... I was kinda wondering if I could get some regular clothes and pay you back..?"
"Wha..?! Have ya been sleepin' in your UNIFORM?!" Mammon was both impressed and concerned, considering he sleeps butt-naked.
"Yeah..." I begin to hear him grab is phone, and begin texting. He stops for a minute waiting.
He begins laughing. "Lucifer's payin' for it all!... WAIT NO! DAMMIT!" Mammon shouted.
Someone running up from behind us, laughing. I spin around as fast as humanly possible.
"I heard SHOPPING?!" Asmo grabbed my hands, and shook them excitedly.
He looked over towards Mammon. "Mammon you can go beg for money or whatever it is you do in your spare time, while we shop, kay'?"
"UH-UH! NO WAY! I'm coming! Who knows what you'd do to them!" Mammon yelled.
"Fine, you can come since you just have to me her knight in shining leather." Asmo turned and laughed quietly.
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Asmo "shows" me around the Devildom's biggest shopping strip. We walk into a large store, people come up and greet Asmo. Unsurprisingly, he's their best customer. Behind me, I can hear Mammon groan.
We walk over to the left side of the boutique first, feels like fall/winter wear as I brush my fingers along the fabrics: made of fuzzy and thick materials.
"Mammon? Since you're not thrilled to be here, how about you go get the DVD thing while me and (Y/n) shop, hmm?" Asmo asked while looking thru a clothing rack and rapidly filling up my arms with clothing.
"NO! ...I mean, nah. I'm fine here." Mammon urged.
"Mhmm." Asmo smiled, getting the reaction he wanted.
"How about you go try all these outfits on, while I speak to a certain scumbag." Asmo turned and walked away.
Oh no.
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"̸̧̢̥͈͕̘̪͔̮͈̹͈̪̥̀̓͗͂̅͆̈́͜͠͝ǐ̶̧͈̺͓̟̟̃́͛̀͆͘ ̸̬̙̩̥̰̆̽͋̈́̀́̆̽̋̂̈́̇̾̕͝ͅc̵̡̧̞̮̮̮͈̺̣̬̫̮͙̮̟͍̙̞̱̺̮̱̰̙̜̻̳̄͂̔͋̐̋̑̿̕ͅą̸̡͓̞͚̺̥̬̗̱͖̀͌̄̃̄̊͘͜͜n̶̨̨̟̩̩͈̬͓̫̮̫̙̙̖̹͓̼͚̟̣̅̽̄̈́̊̈́̓̕͜͜͜'̷̛͕͎̤͍̭̉͆̋͋͒̀̃͋̉̐̂̊͝ț̵͍̲͍̥͎̎̑̊̌̓̒̃̉̈́̾̽̎͐̈̿̎̈̈́̽̋̚͘͠͝ͅ ̸̣͉̲͇̻̱̂̓̒̇b̸̨̧̡͉͎͙̤̘̩̱͔̳̉͊͒́̂͋͛̍̿͂̽̓͊̏̅̕̕è̷̡̧̛̞͉̰̖̩̻̈́̀̉́̿̔́̀̕̕͠ ̸̘̺̬̄̉͗́̎́̍̃̚͠á̶̧̨͙̦̞͈͔͉͇̜͇̻̣͈̯̟̤̤̯̞̪͓̪̘̩͎̘̋̿͋͊͋̈́́̽̊̿̿̈̌̆̿͌̂͌̂̽͘͝͠l̸̢̛̛̟̒̐̃͐͋́͌̃̇̀͛̑̒̋̇̍͒͘͝ơ̸̧̘̝͎̤̤̮̙̲͎̰̿͒̏͆͌̾͗̇͊͐̿̀̌̐͐͆́̚͘̕͝͝͝ņ̵̢̨̛̘͔̠͕̫̳̘͉̪͔̪̼͈͔̓̈́͌̅́̆̀̍̈́͛̇̔̊͗̈͐͂͒̓͝ẻ̶̢̝̝̲͚̖͍̹̟̹͇͚͈̠̤͙̞͈̳̲̬̉̾̔̀͂̕͜ͅ ̴̢̡̨͙̝̙͇̼̼͕̦͔͕̺̳̱̪̟̼̱̳̜͉̰͋̅̍̈́͠ą̴̢̫͙̺͍͍̗̼̰̣̻͔̃͆̈́̌͆̽̏͊̆͗̄̌̊̀͋̒͆̐͜͠͝͝ǵ̸̡̨̧̤̗͂̋̀̋̈́̄̇̂̀̄́̔̏̆͝͝ã̴̢̡̧͈̦͍̼͉̲͙͇̣͍͙͙̥͕̦͕̠̼̙̱̹̙̒̈́̒͊͐̏̏̏̓͝ͅi̶̛̗̮̜̠̥̾͑͑̊́͂͛̏̒̓̊̈́̍͛̔̇̀͛̈́̾̎̑̏͝n̵̗̙̞̾̈́͗́̽̎͗͂͋͋̽̐̆́̑̊́̔͘̚͜͝"̴̧̧̢̢̱͓̯͕̦̳̗̖̞̘̲̠̮̖̠̬͙̭̞͔͍̯̝̑̄̊̋̔̏͊̔͊̊̓̓͆̒̒̓̃̉͌͑̚͜͠͠
I take a deep breath and,
shake my head.
No.
I can't deal with that right now.
I feel my way around clothing racks, til I reach a wall, I follow it until I reach an outer corner.
"Hey, do you want to try those on?"
A feminine voice asks.
"Yes please."
We walk down a hallway and she whips out her keys. "I saw that you're here with Asmodeus! You're so lucky! What I would give for him to pick outfits for me!" She unlocks the door. "Just lock it when you're done, hun."
"Thanks" I smile.
Lucky for me Asmo hung the outfits on the same hangers.
The first has a soft puffy jacket that ends at the waist, a form fitting top with a knitted feel and turtleneck: it has slits on the sides exposing my pelvic bones. The pants are low-rise baggy jeans with pockets up the sides, along with a thick belt and a chain with charms on it. The shoes seem to be a pair of platform boots.
Asmo and Mammon walk by to see you as you walk out to show them.
"Oh, (Y/n)! That color compliments your complexion so beautifully!" Asmo clapped his hands. He waited a second then nudged Mammons arm harshly.
"Ey! ... I uh looks good, I guess." Mammon didn't know what to say.
I walk back to try on the next one.
The second being a long sleeved polo, with a cut crop. Along with a pair of high waisted shorts, with a belt. There are a pair of knee high socks and high sneakers.
"That'll make a nice outfit for hot days. However.. Here-" Asmo walked up closer to me and unbuttoned the the polo some. "- Much better."
"Mhm." Mammon said, not paying attention.
The final outside outfit has a trench coat, all the way down to my ankles, a linen oversized button up with a design printed on it, and high waisted wide leg pants that feel the same as the trench coat. With a pair of booties and long chain necklace that's looped a couple times, to match of course.
"Ooh, (Y/n)! You're so adorable!" Asmo giggled, "Let me help."
Asmo got really close, to the point where our faces are almost touching, and undos the necklace. "It's not a necklace, it's more for your waist." He squats down and clips it. The loops of the not-necklace dangle over the sides of the pants. Mammon is definitely paying attention now, I can tell due to all the grumbling I can hear.
"I'll get Lucifer to pay for all of these for you." Asmo smiled.
We left the store and Asmo put our shopping bags in the car. We begin walking around again while Asmo decides on the next store. He stops. "Let's go here next, shall we?"
"NO! NO WAY! NO HOW! We AIN'T going inside of INCUBUS'S SECRET!" Mammon refused.
"But Mammon! They need undergarments! If you don't want to come, go get that DVD." Asmo turned and began to walk in.
"UGH! Fine! Fine, fine, fine. Fine-ity, fine, fine." Mammon said while following Asmo and I in.
"(Y/n)? What colors do you prefer?" Asmo asked, while searching for things.
"(Three colors of your choice) are good for me."
Mammon lifted his hands up to his face to cover his eyes, and maybe to not let anyone know he was there.
"How about these?" Asmo handed me a (lace bra and underwear set for femme)
"These are perfect."
"Great! They have colors you mentioned as well! I'll grab them." He picked them up. "Mammon! If you're not going to help at-least carry these."
"I-I uh- um-" Mammon froze.
Asmo kept on walking to the next section.
"(Y/n)! Do need any of these~?" He handed it to me, and turned his head towards Mammon.
Annnnnd it's lingerie.
With leather straps all over it.
And to top it off, it comes with a matching whip.
Mammon is now malfunctioning.
"I'm just gonna put this back." I set it down.
Asmo laughed.
"Let's go to the pajama section." He said still laughing.
He abruptly stops.
...
Is he going to say anything or move at all?
Asmo turned towards me. "(Y/n), we absolutely need to have this."
He showed me what he was holding, it was a floor length robe, with soft fur lining the outside, but on the inside it was pure silk. The whole robe just melted in your hands.
"ACK!" Asmo rapidly threw two of them at Mammons head. "MAMMON CAREFUL! You'll ruin the fur with your ramen breath!"
"MY BREATH IS GREAT, THANK YOU!" Mammon shouted. I can feel people staring.
Everything in this room seemed to be silk.
"Oh! How about this?!" Asmo brought over a two piece silk outfit with a lace border.
"This is great Asmo but, if you don't mind, I prefer long shirts or sweatshirts to sleep in."
"Kay! Let's checkout and go somewhere else!" He immediately listened.
"finally..." Mammon whined.
We walk across the street to a building with a huge entryway. "Mammon, be worth something, and take the bags to the car, and go get the DVD." Asmo commanded.
"Eeeeh- Fine." Mammon said as he stormed off to the car.
(Just skip this part if you don't use period products)
"Follow meeee!" Asmo said gleefully, as he drug me through the store; passing all kinds of items.
"(Y/n)! What kind of feminine hygiene products do you prefer?" Asmo asks.
"I prefer (Tampons, Pads, etc.)!"
"Oh! These ones are on sale, I'll grab a couple." He drops some in a basket he picked up. "Lucifer wants me to pick up some groceries for dinner while we're here." I nod and we continue.
"Alright, here's the clothing! I'm sure you can manage from here, I'll go pick up all those groceries. I'll come back here to get you!" Asmo says while walking off.
I begin to walk up to a wall-like rack, nice thick sweatshirts. Logo-less, and oversized. Behind me, thin, long shirts, perfect for lounging around and sleeping.
"mrph... freakin' crap brothers.." Someone on the other side of the rack continues to grumble. I think I can guess who that is.
He walks around a corner. "Oh hu-(Y/n)! Didn't notice you over there, I picked up the stupid DVD."
"Hey, Mammon? Could you help me pick out some shirts?" I asked, nicely.
"Ew. No." Mammon whined.
"Please?" I pouted.
"No."
"Please?"
"Nope."
"Please?"
"Fine." He reluctantly agreed.
"Uh, What size d-do you wear?" Mammon stuttered.
"I'm a (your size)."
"K."
He quickly flips though the racks and grabs a few, a tad haphazardly. "Here, human." He shoves them in my arms.
It's 2 sweatshirts and 3 t-shirts, all seeming to be my size.
"These are good, thanks."
"Huh? What? Wait, I didn't actually like that one!" He rips one of the shirts from my hands and switches it.
"...Alright." I tried to reply.
"Ahh, finally done getting groceries- and you're back." Asmo whined. "Have you found everything you wanted, (Y/n)?" He asked. I nodded. "Then let's go checkout!"
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Thanks for reading! I took a vacation to Lake Erie this week, so I had a looot of writing time. It's been pretty fun, I'd definitely recommend coming here! But anyways, lemme know if you like this kind of chapter, it's definitely different than written so far.
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