#Miserable butler // Hex

[typingdyslexiaisathing]

An Unexpected Return (Obey Me!) fic

summary: The brothers get their exchange student back much sooner than planned. Due to the Human World being more than this one human expected. Content includes depression, stress, feelings of inadequacy, comfort and fluff.

The text had been simple enough. One that was sent to Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon and Lucifer. The one sending the text being their beloved human exchange student, Myra. Who had gone back home to the human world last month. But this text proved that things were not okay with Myra. At all. "I hate to bother any of you right now. But I don't have a place to live here in the human world anymore and can't make it to the homeless shelter before closing. Someone please come and pick me and my few boxes of stuff up?"

It only took a minute before a portal opened in the Demon Lord's Castle. Solomon soon escorting his very miserable apprentice over the threshold as several cardboard boxes floated through the portal after them. Diavolo there to lift the goth wearing college student into his arms for a tight hug. "Lucifer is on his way right now. My word, you're as cold as ice." Barbatos approached with a warm blanket for the butler and the ruler of the Devildom to sit Myra down and wrap her in the blanket. While Solomon saw to moving what few possessions Myra had with her from the human World and into the entranceway of the castle.

By the time Lucifer arrives, Barbatos has given Myra a cup of hot tea to sip as Solomon and Diavolo sorted the boxes and bags. The Avatar of Pride walking forwards to stand before Myra and cross his arms. His words deep but hinting at worry as he sighs. "Myra Fordola Albaroiz. You have some explaining to do." The goth college student rolled her eyes to mutter out, "I wish to so many powers that no one had ever introduced you to 'I Love Lucy' last year. May we please do the short version of the story for now?" Lucifer nodded for Solomon to close the portal and sit himself beside Myra to pour himself a cup of the still steaming tea. So Myra had the time to speak openly. "Turns out my family weren't too happy about me going off to a school they never heard of. So when I got back, I found out they had packed all my things into a storage container. They refuse to talk to me and just tossed me a bill for the storage unit. So the money I made here to use there got burned into real bad. I paid off my old student loans. Since my old friend from high school said I could go back to my old job at data entry. But they decided to do a company overhaul last week and canned half the staff. So I was left with no job, no place to live, and the storage unit telling me to get lost."

All the men in the room go deadly quiet. So Myra sips her tea to make a point with her words that follow. "I already hexed the company building before I left. My family also have a convenient curse in the form of rotting shrimp hiding in the poles that hold up the window blinds through the entire house. The storage unit company is now under federal investigation after someone gave them a tip about a dead body in the unit next to mine. So I made sure to burn my bridges before I texted for a portal out of dodge." Solomon chuckles to look highly pleased with his apprentice. While Diavolo is trying very hard not to laugh as Lucifer smirks at the human exchange student. His words melted and full of warm approval at this woman of silent revenge. "That world doesn't deserve your pure wicked genius. Yet you should have been telling us all of this news as it was happening. For that I will scold you later."

Myra smiled to then finish her tea and huff. "Oh spare me, Lucy. I may adore you and all that. But I am a fully grown human woman with magic and seven pacts with demons that are considered ancient forces unto themselves. I only texted in the first place because I knew if I didn't you would slow roast and force feed me my own sculpted ass if I didn't." Solomon chokes on his tea to cough and try not to laugh. While Diavolo and Barbatos cover their moths to hide their grins. While Lucifer chuckles to then shake his head. "Now is the time for you to say how you really feel for the open air. So go ahead, lamb." Myra set the tea cup down to then clench both hands into fists. Her words flinted and aching with pure hate and evident sorrow. "My own family had the outright nerve to say I'm not worth all the time and investment raising me was. Something that never would have flown if my grandparents were still alive. So they heel stomped my worth into the muck and ground their heel besides. I pray they spend the rest of time paying for that. As for that executive bastard that fired me... He had the sheer audacity to state my job performance wasn't good enough to keep me around. When my performance numbers were third best in the entire company. Just because I'm a woman with a backbone. It took every bit of my will not to punch his smug face in with a enhanced fist jab. But I didn't. I'd rather do that to the piece of shit called life instead. I. Am. Not. Worthless!"

Myra rubbed at her eyes as a sob came out. Yet in the next second, Lucifer had swept Myra out of her chair to hug her tight and envelope her in his wings. Those ebony feathers tickling her frame as Lucifer placed a kiss to her forehead before he spoke words of rich conviction. "You are priceless! Fools would only dare to even think otherwise of you! Let those ignorant swine roll in their own stupidity without another thought! You belong to us! You are our most cherished soul in all three realms! Myra! There is nor will there ever be anyone like you!"

Lucifer soon eased up on his hug to then hand Myra over to Diavolo. Who was smiling bright to take Myra around for a spin like they were waltzing. His gaze to her full of love and favor. "We will never let you linger in such lies. You are flinted darkness and yet hold radiant light within. The sun itself cannot compare. Since you have been left to forge on without those fools, I vote we have you stay with us for a bit. At least until Solomon might set up a new place for you to dwell in back in the Human World. perhaps in a new country for you both to go on a trip to travel and see the sights." Myra perked up at that idea to then sigh. "After I see all my family here and get my head back on straight. So for now, I say we have a good meal and perhaps a movie or two."

[friday-night-yandere]

(Outside of the current event just really want to see this, especially since this Hex is kinda yandere and obsessed for his Whitty)

Hex turned a corner in his mansion, trying to head to his son’s room to say good morning when... He sees...

Himself, making coffee for Carol and Girlfriend.

Oh, this might be an alternate version but he won’t let this slide in any universe.

Hex stomped in and pushed his pathetic copy to the side, spilling the coffee.

“Hello, ladies.”

@swappin-on-a-sunday-night

Hex fell over easily, trembling. "Ngh-"Luckily, the coffee didn't spill on any of them, but GF still looked infuriated. Carol, on the other hand, looked shocked and confused. "...?????" GF stood up, getting right up in this alternate's face, giving him a mean-spirited smile. "Why hello there. Mind telling me what brings you here?"

[sophiastopnow-blog]

Seven

Contrary to common human beliefs, there is no “Devil” upon entering Hell. Yes, there is a Hell. However, it is most certainly not run by some imaginary man who has red skin, horns and carries around some stupid cane. In your short, miserable human life you do regretful actions to make others laugh, make you seem happy, make you forget, or you do regretful things for others approval. What you do throughout your entire human life comes back on you. Every sin you made, every wrongful thought you ever thought, every single ounce of evil in your body, soul and being is judged. There is a Heaven and a Hell. Down here in the underworld, no one knows how Heaven is run. How could they? They were sentenced to an eternity of work or torture and never got a chance to see the, so called, “bright light” of Heaven. Here you are doomed to see nothing but pain and suffering, regardless. Down in this amazing, happy, wonderful and bright place we call Hell, one person can not run all of it on their own. Watching after sinners from thousands of years ago up until the most recently deceased? Impossible. Therefore, this nightmare is split into seven parts. Lead by special ones among the dead sinners. Six, to be exact. You'd think there would be seven, however, the Seventh Sin betrayed the others, and had to leave before they could be sentenced to eternal afterlife in The Sea. No one knows where they are now, but they don't care so why bother? The Sea? It's a horrid place, really. Somehow worse than Hell itself, where the wretched are thrown away. They are left there to burn, forever. The ones who disobey, fail to follow the laws or rules, betray the Sins, or who are completely useless are tossed out. They serve no purpose, even in the afterlife, so why keep them around? Being thrown out to The Sea makes them even more pathetic than being sent to Hell for something they can't even remember. Another thing, once you die, you lose all memory of your past life. That makes living in Hell even more dreadful than it already is, if that's even possible. You're there for the sins you committed in your past life, but you can't remember any of it. Nothing. Then you're left with a deep feeling of regret for something you aren't even sure you did. You regret it because whatever it was, whatever amount of pain it caused, it forced you to end up in this literal Hell hole. That's besides the point, seven quardrants, six sins leading. The first sin Lucifer runs both the first quadrant, Judas, and the seventh quadrant, Mare. Quinn is the second Sin who covers the second quadrant, Achillea. Pixel, the third leading Sin, is very envious of Quinn. He has always been conceited and very egotistical to the extent that he believes he should be The Second Sin. “My abilities are far more exceeding than yours, and I am much older as well!” He'd shout when the Third and Second Sins would argue. Quinn would just roll her eyes in response. Pixel was in charge of the third quadrant, Erebus. Then there was Hex, the sex-crazed, drug loving leader of quadrant four Hertha. The leader of quadrant five is very young, though she is dead, Boo manages the section with her split personality butler, Tan. They are quite inseparable, and together they led Stasius. The sixth, and currently final Sin leader, is Jay. He leads the quadrant Zosimus. Although the whole underworld is divided, the six Sin Leaders have been managing it for as long as anyone can remember. Though, some longer than others. When you die and arrive at your resting place, be it Heaven or Hell, you stop aging at whatever age you passed. Those who died of simple old age go back to the age they first fell in love. No one knows why it's that specific time, but it is different for every older corpse. You don't want to be weak and old when you enter Hell, you will be sent straight to The Sea. The worlds are cruel, fate is disgusting, and fear is what we thrive on. Eventually all worlds will end, it's just how it is. In the meantime, let's try to control our sinful desires.

[friday-night-yandere]

“You can do it, Hex! We believe in you, we will help you, too! Nobody shall stop you from getting the freedom you deserve-“

Eventually, he came to a stop in the middle of a park, letting his coolant work it's magic and keep his internal temperature cool enough to function. "Th-thank you so much, anons..!"

[friday-night-yandere]

“YES!! Get goin’ Hex we believe in u!! Oh also hav a worm, 4 good luck!!” He has obtained worm. - Worm Anon

Hex kept going, only nodding in acknowlegement of Worm anon's gift. the paper bag fell off, Hex making a sharp ninety-degree turn to hopefully throw the girls off his track if they found it.

[friday-night-yandere]

Run Hex run-

We’re behind ya all the way.

Hex's processor was beating, coolant flowing through him. He had to keep running. "Th-thank you."

[friday-night-yandere]

Event: Reckless Escape

Hex couldn't do this anymore. The punishments for failing. Pain, unbearable heat, and cold, all sensations he had never felt before, but now experiences almost daily. He'd had enough. It was late at night. Hex looked around the bottom floor. Nobody here. "N-now or never." He took a couple steps back from the window he was cleaning, before running at it, jumping through. He landed in the grass, actually being able to feel it. Now, he had to keep running.

[friday-night-yandere]

*hold hex geltol like hamborger*

Hex flinched noticably, and even after he realised the anon wasn't actively hurting him, he still seemed uneasy. "...Th-this isn't a t-trick, right?"

[friday-night-yandere]

*She clears her throat, noticing Hex's flinch at her loud tone* Sorry...

We'll keep you safe if you come with us. All the other askers? We all wish for your safety, man! *Her tone was calm and soothing*

If they hurt you, we'll hurt them right back.

I can't see your wonderful smile under that bag, my friend...I'm sorry they make you wear it.

"nghh- th-thank you."

[friday-night-yandere]

HEX

YOU MAY BE A ROBOT BUT THAT DOES NOT MEAN YOU CANNOT MAKE MISTAKES

DO YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING AWESOME IT IS THAT ROBOTS CAN MAKE MISTAKES?! IT MEANS YOU CAN LEARN! AND GROW!

I have SO. MUCH. HATE for your "masters" right now. Hex, come with us-We'll keep you safe! We'll make sure they won't hurt you ever again.

...Also, what would happen if you tried to take off the collar?

He flinched at the yelling, beginning to shake. "...Th-they'll know, and.. Th-th-they'll hurt me..."

[friday-night-yandere]

Buddy no- You’re not just a robot, you’re also a person. You have sentience, you deserve to be treated like everyone else.

"Th-thank you. Y-your words mean alot to me."

[friday-night-yandere]

Buddy we’re friends with fuckin’ gods, we can help. We won’t just rush in, we’ll make a plan don’t worry.

"...o-okay."

[friday-night-yandere]

Sure thing... we'll get you back to him... someday.

"Thank you."

[friday-night-yandere]

Hex we gotta get you tf outta here, they ain’t treating you right.

"Y-you won't be able to. they're strong... Especially Scarlet."

[friday-night-yandere]

What does the collar do?-

"Oh, it lets me know when they need me, and... can serve as a punishment for mistakes." He shuddered at the last bit.

[friday-night-yandere]

Yeah. Sure running away from those FEMALE DOGS you're forced to call "masters". But he's alive.

"R-really...? I'm... so, so glad... Please tell him that I miss him." He sounded like he was crying, but he kinda can't, being a robot and all.