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A Continuation for Error Paimon drabble.

There are drawings at the bottom.

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, sexual interaction and themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie/Paimon speaking

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Ars Goetias.

You either hate them, despise them, envy them or love them. Hell, the whole different families in general can hate each other guts. So, many assassination attempts, fights when another duty clashes into another. Higher class of the Hellborns. Yet, at the end of the day they do all agreed, seat or none seat, that their job is to serve Hell. That will never change even from the beginning. The originals who severed Hell.

Many think the current Goetias are the 'First'. The 'originals.

Nope.

They died a long time ago or some of the current seats are just very, very old.

Even before Lucifer, Lilith Fallen to Hell. Which change many things mind you like the ring they fell in not only became 'Pride' but the destination for sinner. But before that it was still Hell after all. It's just you stay on your side Heavenly gates and we stay on our side of Hell. It doesn't mean it always was like that. There were wars after all. Deaths. Drama. You get the drift.

The Goetias. The 'Firsts' you can say. The only ones who do remember them, or care too, are the sins, certain Goetia members who are still alive and just won't die, or historical ancestry books.

Many seem to forget, or at least for like let's say sinners or Hellborns who don't know the whole history. That the current seats aren't originals. Why? All because of names.

No, some family members just want to hold tradition and give them the names. The only one who is still around and still the first Kings is like Bael. Yes, you could say their Asmodeus too but he is a sin first. It can get confusing at times with names and then complains like if someone adopted, or you're technically not related to that one anymore because of bloodline. But they still have Royal Blueblood or personally train the other to take the seat.

Paimon, our resident former destroyer, wasn't the first Paimon. He would be considered the 'third' one to ever have been given the name Paimon from their ancestor.

Paimon really thought they only picked this name because of their mother craving for pie.

Which now their craving chocolate and really can't get out the carriage. I mean they could but their father would be one step away.

So, where are they going, you may ask. Simple. A party. That they are forced to go to the Glutton Ring. Really Orlok thought it was time they went interact with others, besides the ones that do come by. Probably the first one in many years many will see their face. Unless they can get away from that and not be targeted. Hopefully since this will be outside there won't be one of those demons that just announced their names on arrival. The party focuses outside in some big but will be inside too at the venue. The party was for one of the Kings.

"Sit up straight."

"Use less of that perfume."

Visha scowled and looked at Orlok. "I told you he won't take this serious."

"Were in the wagon. Not outside."

"It's morning so everyone will see this. Then they'll talks and gossips."

"Oh no, whatever will you do." Look out the window and ignore her. Stare at the yellow hue skies and notice at some point the yellow turns a brighter yellow with the honeycomb design. Eyes narrowed at all the bright colors around. His talon covered boot tap the wagon floor. Arms hidden in the clock as he holds the end of the scar. A jolt of nervousness from the inside as his mind wanders into panic.

He can't do this.

He is not a social type. Not now. Not before. Only a select few could possibly handle if they don't hate them. Even that won't be enough. The atmosphere doesn't make it feel better for them. Why couldn't this be hosted at Sloth or Wrath?

Paimon went to the other rings before with his father and mother. Out of all of them he likes those two. Okay Sloth many can get but Wrath surprised both their folk when they commented about it before. Just like it. Plain and simple.

Wish this whole 'harem' thing could go away plain and simple. Or at least some other different term.

At the beginning they didn't read those letters or scrolls as they kept themselves busy. Either with training, studying, their own private lessons, and recently turn sixteen. Along with spending a little bit extra time with Orlok to learn about certain duties. Stuff they have done before but soon extra details.

Say what you want about Orlok. The good and the bad but he was a king you didn't want to cross. Still one of the Ares King of Hell who brought terror, lies on Earth to the weak. Will have a pleasing smile when they hear the ones who gave their souls away to them learn cry in fear. After learning all was for nothing but suffering down in the Pride ring. Choices have consequences.

Yet, somehow a good father, teacher to their grouchy owl son. Try to spend as much time as possible with the other.

Paimon groggily did have a sit down with their father to go over all of these letters. Since he got two from family, well, relatives of these candidates. Paimon used that as extra materials for the fire. He never was one who like it when another suck up to him. Unless it works but that's duties. Paimon did take notes, descriptions and small doodles of a signina that was either wax stamp, or had a certain charm. Did notice how a select few weren't well Goetia. Those Orlok explain strong job position, and possibly a name of sorts. Could fit in with the family and give it a chance. Each page for each letter. Debate on using a CHECK, afterwards, but decided against it for now unless he gets stuck.

Like how they are stuck going to this party.

At least they won't be alone in that.

The party looks grand and fancy outside. Gossip with one group. Another group laughing away. Another dismissed a servant or two for the wrong drinks. Another group playing little fun 'games'. Music around as a few dances. Lots, lots of food. The garden of the different plants spreads out all around even into a section that is a maze.

While there were older adults, there were those in the younger generation as well. Either with their own group, with family or walking about.

"You're slouching."

"So, are you too Aunty."

"I have an excuse."

"Yes, yes a crooked back." A young demoness took a sip of her drink. The swan looks back at her Aunt. The other swan taking a sip of her own drink.

"Your hair piece coming out Charis."

"It's fine. I made sure of it." The gold, sapphire looking flower hair piece blending into her soft white feather.

"We have servants for that."

"Well, they pull too hard and then I have to hear you complain. Then fire them over a little mistake." Stare around a bit. "Did Uncle go inside?"

"He did Earl trying to see about arrangements with you. I told him he better say no and you're already taken."

"You only sent out a letter."

One she didn't even get to read besides the short version her aunt sent. Only felt embarrassment and anger that her aunt did that. Well shouldn't be too surprised she done such a thing. Still, that should have been her doing even if she doesn't like the reason. Yet, it was part of her duty to this family. But would have preferred she wrote it could have made it sound at least like her. But her Aunt said she had to send it out fast before someone else does. To make sure she is the first pick or at least is one pick for a harem.

That part still stunned her the most than the part another gender was to be part of it as well. That the prince can have male counterparts as well. It just brought in many questions she would prefer to ask this Paimon. Do they feel comfortable with woman? Are they gay but have to have a female for a Queen and future heirs? Swing both ways? What his boundaries? What should she not do to not make them feel uncomfortable?

She just wants to know and just be ready.

"I can't believe he allowed them to come."

A low sigh as she glances at her aunt to see who she is staring at. Teal-green pupils lock in a group. Raise a confused eyebrow just seeing four other avian. One being Crowned pigeon out of place but their eyes look like the other male. Look very out of place by their reaction alone. Very shy. Would get ripped apart by this crew. "I don't recognize them?"

"That is Baron Maphos family. His third wife with his daughter from the second marriage. That boy is his younger sister son and his nephew. She had him out of wedlock. Father died when the boy was just a five-year-old. Big embarrassment, scandal and close poison attempts. Many thought he should have disowned her but he didn't. Besides losing her title. But made sure at least his nephew had some kind of title. Even if he just half-blue blood. A baronet."

"A bit extreme."

"He lucky that what kept him around. Even though the Baron Sister lost her title still has sway here and there. Pity really, she could have been a good wife to the Earl." Took a sip of her drink and noticed her standing up. "What you doing?"

"I'm going to approach him. Looks ready to lose his feathers on the spot."

"You'll be talk about."

"I can bite back." Open her umbrella that was by her side and go for a walk. Watch how he stays back as his family interact.

Darya stared at his uncle with his family. They began to walk further away while they just stood them awkwardly by a bush. He groans as he tugs his collar. As he could feel many eyes, can expect many whispers already happening.

Not sure what to do. Can't believe he agreed to come. But both his mother and great uncle thought it was a good idea. Just like the two thought it was a good idea doing a lot of crazy things lately for him to interact. Okay granted the rowing classes not one they can't complain as they like to be close to the water as possible.

Just why they have to come to this! His uncle, then his little cousin would be the ones taking the seat not him. Look at their little cousin. Smiles cutely as she interacts with her friends. Until she looks at his direction. Eye glared and then a snidey huff. Darya crest feathers lower further down against the back of his head and neck. That stung a lot then he should let happen.

"Doesn't that hurt?"

Jump and spun around to see an avian swan. She looks regal with her parcel and the way she stands. He gulps a little. "Pa-pardon Mame?"

A chuckle out her mouth. "As much as I like politeness. I don't look the age yet since in still seventeen."

Blink a bit. Not what he expected let alone to be talk like that. No tease of sorts. Or the looks he would get from other Goetia families. "Um sorry."

"It's okay." Hand out to shake. "Lady Charis."

Took her hand. Debate to kiss it out not.

"You don't have to do that kiss my hand."

"Oh! Um I um. I'm sorry I don't want to be rude. I mean you said I didn't have to so it would be rude if I didn't listen. Ha ha." Head dead in defeat at the smiling demoness. "Sir Darya."

"Hello Sir Daryla. Enjoying the party?"

"Um. A first at this place." Rub his arm a bit.

"I can tell."

"Sixteen."

Charis blinked and tilted her head. Watch him look down awkwardly.

"You said your age. I thought I should say mine."

"Well thank you."

"Also, no they don't hurt when they do that." Point at his crest feathers, "I mean they can if pull them."

"I bet that painful."

"You have no idea. I mean I bet you do with your feathers. I um there pretty. But it's like um extra sensitive like maybe pulling a peacock feather." He wants a drink so badly. Now he is shy but if he can interact enough, it is not too bad. It either turns to bladder or going to fast stumbling his words. Didn't want to make anyone mad, annoyed like he has done plenty of times before."

"Understandable. I mean with me I mostly have to watch out how I bend my neck- "

"If it isn't the Ugly-Chair."

Charis smile still in place but was twitching. Darya is confused but glances over to see like three other avian ladies. He gulps not like the vibe he picking of from them.

"Oh my gosh," Turn around and smile, "It's the one with forgetful memory. Silly little girl is Charis. Spell will me. C-H- "

"Stop having an attitude like some teacher." Robin looking avian twitch.

"You probably need another one since your lessons not in the reading department." Charis smiles at the one in the middle who seems ready to break her fan in half. "Did you need something if not I'm busy talking?"

"Just seeing where you have been lately. You haven't been to the other tea parties. Did you not get out invitations?" Smile at her hotel.

"I'm sorry I've been busing with studies and big girl tea parties then children."

"Who he?" The other one that like a parrot. .

Daryla gulped not the eyes on him.

"It's called asking himself."

"Wait a minute." The last one spoke as the woodpecker smirk "You were with Baron Maphos family. The half-blood."

Daryla froze as his head down a bit.

The middle one then smirks with faux happy tone. "My, my I heard things about your mother. Pity she couldn't come here. Heard she was quite a sight-OUCH!"

"Oops I saw a bug." Charis smiled as she held her umbrella back in position.

"Why you damn bi- "Stop how closer Charis was now. The turquoise let loose a eerier misty glow.

"You should go along before I squash the bug."

The three shivered but still glared at Charis. Look around and appeared like nobody bothered to watch what happened. Or are watching but enjoying the show.

"Come on let's go before Ugly-Charis and the Halfa keeps talking." The group heads off.

"S-sor"

"Don't apologize. You did nothing wrong. Those three just they have the whole world in their palm. Especially Gisele." Charis eyes harden as she watches those girls leave further away. She hopes one of these plants area one that can spit on them.

"She the robin?"

A nod yes. Her hand tightens on the handle a bit. Glance at the shorter one. "How about you? Are you okay?"

"I-I'm okay. Not the f-first time." His ruby eyes look down on the ground.

"Want to gossip?"

That is not what he expects to hear. He looks up in confusion. "Huh?"

"Gossip. Well really whispered about who cute." Nudge him, "Saw you look at a few dashing gentlemen."

Blue, black cheeks getting a hint of red as the girl by his side giggles.

Well, another thing to distract his mind from those letter incident.

Party keeps going that includes talk. Like one of it being how one of the Marquise Niece struck another. Or the latest cheating scandal. Low threat to another how they owe them money. Then a new subject came up when seeing another avian passing by with another.

"Wait isn't that the Duchess boy?"

"You sure boy? Looks taller?"

"It is him. Did he take the seat yet?"

"Guess the Duchess couldn't be here and had to take her place instead. Might as well give it all to him."

"Wonder if he got any letters lately as well. I mean he is quite handsome."

"If he shows emotions than that same face."

Passing by the gossipers was Lord Delmiro Solsalvaje son of current Duchess Aim. Who wasn't at the party at the time as she has been bed rested lately from a terrible cold? Her son for the past year has been taking her place and even going to a few meetings. The tall avian looks imposing either by his posture alone. The amour platting on their beak. Or how their face always looks serious with steel blue eyes that can pierce others like needles.

"Resting Bitch face."

"Huh?" Daryla blinks as he looks at Charis. The two went to the food table that was outside. Sees her eyes look at the figure walking. Even at a distance she sees what she means. "Isn't that Duke Delmiro?"

"Technically still Lord but might as well call him Duke like everyone else."

He stares at her. "Do you two interact?"

A small shrug, "We had a few times. We're not friends if you're wondering. He tolerates me. I advise him to take a break."

"So, like a mom?"

"Awww." Charis smile at him with sparkling eyes, "That's right like that other mom you never want but you got it now in the friend group."

"...Should...Should I be worry?"

"It's too late," Pat his shoulder, "I already adopted you."

Daryla began to wonder if the food got spiked or she just like this. Then glance back again. "Um who that by his side?"

It was another avian. An emu looking fellow, with an eye patch over his left eye. Scars on his beak and over the right side of their face. Parts of his feathers off his face to see those scars. While it would scare others it didn't see him either. He was very animated as he talked to him. A polar opposite compared to Delmore but both of them of equal heights.

"That's Bob."

Stare at her. "Bob?"

"Yes."

"Just Bob,"

"Yes."

"How."

"I have no clue." Charis shrugged. "Many knows he in the family but never gives an answer on how, what rank or all that."

Bob poking Delmore on the shoulder. Over, and over again. Delmore not stopping him in the slightest. Many wanted to approach them, well the Duke, but unsure when staring at Bob.

The guy just went nuts and somehow survived this long.

Back on the other side of the building.

The carriage began to come up around. A lot carriages around as their own starts to pull up against a path to a large building. Staff waiting. A few different guards around too. Orlok goes out first as the door opens up. About to come out next but after Visha leans into Paimon face.

The owl was ready to poke her eye out.

"If you don't want to be an embarrassment to this family, especially your father. Either stay inside or go be lonely in the maze." She smirks.

"You done? Or you just going to continue sprouting out my plans in the open."

Smirk drops with a scowl. Lost again. Huff as she walks out of the carriage next. Soon follows next. A few feet's back to not be too close. To stay behind. Follow the path into the building that will bring them to the outside party.

So, far it looks like nobody else is in this section of the building. Besides staff going in and out. Until you go further down and can hear a voice on the first floor. The second floor can't say but were some stair cases to find out/ Paimon stayed back as they look around the building an excuse.

"Paimon?" Orlok stops and turns in their direction. Just motion Viash to keep going.

Look back to see their father waiting.

"Paimon did she say something again?"

"Nothing I heard before." Glance down but hear their father let out annoyed click.

"I'm seriously this close to just get it over and done." Orlok growled, his joyful tone getting annoyed.

"You said till eighteen."

"Not like us two do anything." Orlok walked closer, glanced at the portrait. "Come on let just enjoy the party."

Stare and let out a sigh. "Fine."

"Good. At least it not like a ball when they announce your name."

Two minutes later.

"Now Presenting King Orlok, with his Lady Visha and King Orlok son Prince Paimon!"

Many heads snap in the direction.

Say what?

Was this part of the party?

Why weren't the other Kings' names announced on arrival? Or their own name in general?

That Orlok Son!

A bearded vulture looks like he was strangling one of the other Goetia that was holding a trumpet. A pouting Canary with her arms crossed. Muttering about being called Queen. Then last but certainly not least a frozen black-dark brown feather owl, masked avian who stares out into the open.

Felt so out of place. It wasn't helping them in the slightest.

Paimon panicked. They didn't want this. For peak sake what if anyone from those letters is here? They aren't ready to communicate thank you very much! He wants to avoid it as soon as possible but nope. Not Error. They don't get a break. So, they did the only thing he could think of to get out of that spot.

Panic and magic set off. Teleport out the spot. Now was in some garden fountain with benches around. Well, they were still in the Glutton Ring. At least they are still here not to worry their father.

"WHERE MY BABY BOY?!"

Never mind.

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