After dinner, you decided to execute the last portion of your plan; to give Lucifer the disk. Nervously, you walked to his quarters and arrived in front of Lucifer's door. You knocked and a male voice lets you in.

"Rubina; good evening." 

Without saying a word, you handed him the disk. His eyes widened, a hand immediately on his chest in surprise. "Is this what I think it is?!"

"How did you get your hands on this?" You shrugged, letting a smile slip slightly.

"Do you know what this represents?" You shook your head.

"Is Lucifer secretly a TSL fan too?! " Chara seemed to jitter at the thought, already giggling. "Imagine that! Lucifer in Comicon, singing to some anime song."

The smile you had on grew a bit wider. You willed yourself to stop, but alas, it just kept growing. Lucifer noticed and frowned.

"I don't have any interest in the show itself," There he goes, crushing your imagination. "what interest me is the composer." He rattled on about the history of the soundtrack and its composer, until...

"I think I'll spend every second of the night listening to savoring every last note of this piece, which means I probably won't be able to bring myself to leave my room tonight." You bit your lip, holding a grin. Finally, you get to go upstairs! Not that you'll die or anything.

"You see, we demons can't resist temptation. When there's something we want in our face, we have to have it. It's simply what we are. But don't think that means you're free to climb the stairs to the attic, Rubina. That's off-limits."

"I'm sorry man, but we curious humans who risked our, well her life for this disk, we are going to climb that staircase. Humans too, can't resist temptation." Chara smirked. You nodded slightly to her words, agreeing so.

"Alright. Have a ball listening to this then." You curtsied (the room made you feel like a princess), then left. 

*

"Hey." Chara murmured. You looked up from your homework to look at Chara.

"Hmm?" She twisted her body towards you, arms crossed. "You okay?"

You raised a hand to your chest, pointing towards yourself. "Me?" Chara nodded. 

"Yeah. Are you okay? With everything and all. It's probably too late to ask this, though. Its been a month, right?" You nodded and answered, shifting one leg to the next. 

"It's all right, I guess. Kinda scary, but I only threatened once." You grinned at that poor attempt of a joke. 

"You're unexpectedly depressing." 

You shrugged. "It's what you get after falling into a mountain, getting a concussion, and having to fight with a huge migraine."

"Ha." The two of you stayed silent for a while. 

"..."

"So, about going up..." You started, getting a sigh from Chara. She joined your scheming soon after. 

* 12: 03 PM *

You tiptoed to the attic staircase with the D.D.D. in your pocket, already silenced. Chara suggested you bring it, just in case. This time, Lucifer isn't in your way, as he said he would. Once on top, you came across a long hallway with an open window. Soft breathing noises can be heard. You moved with precision and comes across a metal gate. Inside, a human figure stays asleep on the bed, moving up and down ever so quietly.

"Why the

You turned the recorder in the D.D.D on and slip it into your PJ pockets, exactly what you and Chara intended. 

The figure seemed to wake up, for the blankets move. 

"Shit get out!" Chara hissed. You do so, as quietly as you can, but the human figure seemed to have a super-sonic hearing because it noticed you and came closer to the metal gate.

"Ah, I knew you'd come." A male figure waved at you lazily through the door. For some uncanny reason, you felt like you've seen the guy before. You examined him closer. Amethyst eyes and blue-black hair, with white strands on the end.

"It's him! The guy on Devilgram- Belphie!" Chara's revelation caused you to still at the moment, but you shook out of it. Focus. There's the 7th brother in front of you IN a cage. Pressing questions tempt you to ask, in a low tone, but not too low so the recorder can hear you:

"How long have you been here?"

"Good question." The man behind the gate frowned, eyebrows furrowed. "How long has it been now, I wonder? Well, one thing I can say for sure: I've been in here for a very, very long time."

"Then surely, you're a demon, right? I don't know about you, but a human in isolation like would be going crazy in solitary." You observed.

He scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous! Just the thought of being one of them is enough to send a shiver down my spine. I'm a human, just like you. A demon, Lucifer, locked me up here." He looks at me, a pleading look on his eyes. "Please, Rubina. I'm begging you." You took a step back from the metal gate separating you too. 

"How do you know my name?" You asked. He shrugged. 

"That's not important. Now listen closely. Neither of us is capable of opening this door. Lucifer sealed it. To break the seal, you need the consent of Lucifer and his six brothers."

"You should make pacts with them- all of them. You've got Mammon and Leviathan under your control, right? Doing the same to the rest of them will be just as simple."

He's wrong, but you're not going to say that. "And how do you know that?" He ignored your question.

"You have to start gaining their trust. Let's see, you should probably start with... Beelzebub. You need to get close to him. And if you want to do that, you can't tell them you met me. Whatever you do, don't mention that." He reached out to the metal gate, his arm passing through the bars, finger barely ghosting yours. You moved as quickly as you could away from him and stood. He giggled darkly. 

"I love seeing humans so scared of me. You are, aren't you?" You gathered your courage and stared at him. 

"I'm not, Belphegor." Before you could see his reaction, you left, stairs creaking ever so slightly. You hoped he has bewilderment written on his face.

(SHE SMELLS THE BULLSHIT)