"Yeah, it is green. Weird, huh?" Beelzanebub smiled as the tone quickly shifted, enjoying his hair being ruffled - though wishing it was being done by a pretty girl rather than a weird demon kid. "Nice for aesthetics, though. Shame the design was wasted on a mediocre, sub-par and unremembered shounen jump series though." Beelzanebub was willing to let Masami examine his teeth as well, opening a bit wide and jokingly letting out an "ahhh" as the boy examined his teeth, their sharpness even more apparent now. It looked as though simply touching one on the tip might be able to inflict a small wound on something. They were probably perfect for unwrapping things in plastic.

"That's us! Err, sorta. Not sure why you needed to become a dentist to confirm that though." Beelzanebub's memories were a bit shaky - Beelzebub's more specifically. The demon probably remembered less than the average one brought into Fiore via takeoever. It seemed that he was a special case overall, given that his transformation with Zane actually fused their personas together. Still, Beelzanebub was still Beezlebub. It took them a bit longer than expected to recognize the being as Lucifer, but once they did their eyes widened, their sharp teeth once again clenching together to make that shark-like smile. "Is that you, Lucifer? Ahh, this all makes more sense. I was so confused, lemme tell you!" Speaking of confusing, some of Lucifer's words made Beelzanebub wonder just how different situations were for some of the demons stuck here in the human bodies of earthland. Lucifer mentioned being sealed from Masami for years, but Beelzebub had only been in Zane (no homo) for a few months. It was sudden too, with no true explanation as to how he got there or how long it would take for him to be out. Beelzebub's lack of memory in some areas may have contributed to that. Perhaps this was all planned out beforehand rather than a random occurrence? The mystery of the situation was very enticing.

Beelzanebub figured asking Lucifer was a good first step. That being said, they knew how prideful the demon could be though, so they didn't mind letting him finish talking first. Interrupting probably would just end in trouble either way. "Dominating Fiore sounds like the more appealing option for now. They have quite a selection of nice things here - things I can't just get back home. I want to try getting it all before I even think of settling back down." Beelzanebub's greedy nature shined through not just in the way they wanted everything, but also the way that they desired to stay in Fiore for longer in general. The demon realm was already full of stuff they've already seen (or one half of them at least) but Fiore was full of brand new things around every nook and cranny. "An oscar? Errr, you wouldn't get it. Fourth wall breaks are kinda my gimmick anyways, so don't mention that."

Seeing as Masamifer was now off of Beelzanebub, the green haired demon sat up, stretching out their arms and back as they very satisfyingly made a crack. "By the way, we, or one part of us rather, have lost some of our memories. Do you know why we're here, Lucifer? In the bodies of earthland humans?" Looking up to the boy, Beelzanebub also wondered if the choices of their bodies were intentional. Beelzanebub then quickly remembered what Zane was like and quickly dismissed any thought that such a thing would ever have happened.

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"Contract? Still doesn't ring a bell..." Beelzanebub was becoming increasingly frustrated at their lack of understanding of their situation. It seemed like Lucifer had a fair idea of sorts about how he came to be with Masami, but the same could not be said for Beezlebub and Zane. What about the two of them was different from the others? Then again, Masamifer was the first encounter Beelzanebub has had with the other demons so far. Perhaps Lucifer was the outlier. Perhaps every case was just as different as the one between the two standing in the theatre. "Aaah, guess it's just not worth trying to overthink right now. There's more important things going on. Ressurections, seals and the like matter little to us when there's a brand new thing to collect at every corner. Say, have you heard about those Joyan idol groups? They're really quite something. We'll have to talk about it for hours on end at some point in the future."

"Ehhh, we dunno. He seems a bit young..." Beelzanebub looked down at Masamifer, remembering how Masami looked before he transformed. Having a vassal who was a child seemed to have a fair amount of disadvantages. Zane was lucky enough to be tall and an adult, even if he did have the mind of a child - probably even more so than Masami did. Beelzanebub's face soon grew very frustrated, his eyebrows and frown making a very irritated expression at Masamifer's comments. "You shut your mouth! I'll have you know that we're the lord of the flies! F L I E S! Those irritating bloodsuckers are beneath us!" Strangely enough, being a misquito actually did fit the sin of greed. Though some would actually consider Beelzebub to be the embodiment of gluttony. Some envy, even. Still, either of those 3 sins would fit a misquito much better than a fly. Beelzanebub just wished that religious texts and analysts would just pick one sin and stick with it. Seriously, it's super confusing.  "That's it, you're not invited to see my stash when we manage to acquire every item we can in Fiore! We're pretty far away from it now though, admittedly... turns out that this realm is pretty wide, and having a human body doesn't really make travel the easiest."

The fact that the two had met tonight was interesting, though. Was this all by chance, or was it something that drew them together - fate, as one may call it. Placing their hand on their chin, Beelzanebub attempted to look smarter by scratching it a little as they spoke. "This is a weird coincidence, though. There are a lot of different people in this country - city, even. Yet here we are meeting you after only a month or so of the two of us being in the same body ourselves. Do you think there's any kind of connection?" Perhaps Beelzanebub was just overthinking it.

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"Flying? Uhh..." Beelzanebub moved their eyes away for a second, debating on if they should lie or not. Impressing Lucifer certainly sounded nice, but at this point Beelzanebub was aware that the visual cues of a potential lie were already in place. Perhaps it was better to just tell the truth. "Still working on it! Don't worry, we'll get it down pat soon." Beelzanebub made a mental note in their head to really get to work on that training. Technically they had actually already finished training it, but the spell training was approved after the first thread began yet also before this one began, but since this is a continuation of that thread would it count? It was hard to say, but Beelzanebub didn't wanna risk Jyu's fury.

A contract was not something Beelzanebub was expecting to form. Both sides of their personality kind of clashed on this issue. Beelzebub did not like contracts, usually viewing them as more often than not taking away from potential earnings of a situation. Zane liked contracts, mostly because they meant that a deal could be assured. This reflected a bit on their approach to handling matters. Beelzebub often was reluctant to have Zane receive assistance from others in fear of them seeking a portion of the winnings, while Zane took a more realistic stance on them and accepted that there were things that couldn't be done without a deal. Masami and Lucifer's contract was... odd. It seemed less of a contract and more of an offer, as though he was a volunteer. Beelzanebub narrowed their eyes a bit at the young man, not sure what to make of it. They felt as though it wasn't something that'd be genuine coming from the demon. What did the other side have to gain? Beelzanebub only saw benefits for themself. It smelled fishy.

"Uhh, well, it sounds nice. What's your end of the deal, though? What do you want from us? Call us jaded, but it seems odd that you'd just offer to help us out with nothing in return. Is this one of those 'read the fine print' things? If I listened to your words in reverse would there be a hidden message saying you now own my soul?" Beelzanebub's words were humorous in tone near the end, but they was very clearly serious about his questions. It just seemed so odd. Demons weren't really known to be the most kind beings out there, after all. Then again... was it a demon who offered them that, or a human? Perhaps it was both?

Beelzanebub's questions tempted a lot of response from the demon in front of them, definitely much more than they were expecting. Beelzanebub actually was somewhat annoyed that he had gotten so into it all, but they supposed from a being representing pride it was to be somewhat expected. Their eye twitching a bit as they listened to Masamifer go on, Beelzanebub was especially hurt by two things: the assumption they were not able to fly, and the assumption that they would like to be complimented. These were both completely true statements. They just didn't want to admit they were true, not even to themselves. "Hey, watch it! We're the lords of the flies, of course we can fly! Our wings just need a day or two more of adjusting is all, you'll see!" The timeline was certainly odd enough already for this to be true. Beelzanebub soon pointed their finger at Masamifer, a dramatic gesture made in order to make a point (get it?) to the demon. This part of their personality was definitely taken from Zane. "And whether you compliment us or not doesn't matter to us! Go on, do it right now! Compliment us! It won't have any effect at all, so throw out dozens of compliments!"

The most surprising part of all came when Masamifer suddenly broke down crying. It was clear the kid had a lot of pent up emotions, and it made sense why. Not every pre-teen (or just teen?) ended up with a demon inside of them. Beelzanebub though that they should do the only thing that was proper in this situation - make a sarcastic joke rather than actually helping out. "Damn, so this is puberty, huh?" Beelzanebub looked to their side a bit as if they smiling to some hidden camera, signaling the audience that it was about time to laugh at their genius comedy. "But, well.... I suppose we can help each other out from time to time. You have to buy us tacos from now on though. We eat them a lot. Zane's a big fan of Taco Bell, but Beelzebub is more of a Taco Time guy." The way Beelzanebub spoke of their two seperate halves was odd, as though they were talking about someone who wasn't them. Technically Beelzanebub was them, but at the same time they weren't them. Does having to say them, they, their, us, we and all get awfully confusing? Yes.

Looking back to Masami's body as it lay bawling on the floor, Beelzanebub let out a hefty sight before speaking. "Cmon now, this is all a little dramatic... even Zane wasn't this way at your age." Zane actually was this way at Masami's age, but his influence on Beelzanebub's personality tempted the fused being to lie. "Besides, you still have to show us more of this theater! It's got a lot of stuff we can steal. Errr, seal. As in... look at it like a seal. They have those big cute eyes, don't they? Just like us."

"Wait, really? Nice. We're spending way too much of our money on those things. Zane'll probably end up being overweight in a month or two as well, but oh well." A smile came across Beelzanebub's face. The promise of free tacos was more than enough to make this entire meeting worthwhile. To tell the truth, they didn't even know if there was any reason to stick around anymore. This was it. This was the peak. Their life was never going to get any better than how it was at this very moment.

Beelzanebub's face turned to an expression of confusion, stepping back just a little bit. "You'll give us the theatre? Like, the whole building? I mean hey, I guess property is a material possession too when you think on it..." It seemed incredibly odd to them that Masamifer would so openly give them what they wanted. Did Masamifer just have some crush on them? If so, the feelings were unfortunately not reciprocated. It was a heartbreaking truth, but Beelzanebub only had one person in their heart - the idea of acquiring everything they could. But the fact of the matter is that what they described wasn't a thing, it was a person. As much as they wanted everything, it mostly came down to material possessions. They had little interest in the hearts or minds of other living beings.

Beelzanebub nervously backed up a few paces further at Masamifer's suggestion, holding their arms straight out and waving them a bit as if to try and calm the young boy/demon fusion down a little bit. "Woah woah, slow down a bit! We have noooo interest in trying that. Our souls are fused, right? That's not something we've ever heard of before! Way too risky to try out. You can try it on yourself, though! Little grim, but it gets that way sometimes. The conversation had taken a very sudden turn. In fact, now that Beelzanebub thought about it, the conversation had been making turn after turn after turn. They supposed things were like that when at Masami's age... they were sure the boy would eventually simmer down a little. Just give it a year or two. Or more. They weren't really sure on their exact age after all.

Running their hands through their hair, Beelzanebub sighed. This whole ordeal was giving them a bit of a headache. Their fused form seemed for the most part sane, but Masami's seemed very off the wall. So unpredictable. They understood that this was probably a dangerous situation, and that it was best if they got the demon out of the boy as much as possible and as quick as possible. Maybe a lie of sorts could persuade them...? It would have to be a simple lie, mind you. Anything too complex would be too easy to figure out. Looking up to Masamifer, Beelzanebub tapped on the side of their head. "Speaking of which, do you get headaches when you're transformed for too long? We do. It's kinda coming on right now, haha. All of us should transform back soon - especially you. Your younger vessel might end up getting headaches in a more severe matter, right?"

The headache lie didn't work, sorta. It seemed like Masamifer was very much healthy when transformed, something that made Beelzanebub think that they had probably transformed for long periods of time in the past. At least that's what they assumed, anyways. For all Beelzanebub knew they were just giving this kid and the demon host a little bit too much credit. Still, the point about Zane needing to drink more water was probably a good point, even if the headache part was a lie. Zane really just drank too much liquor and soda. He would probably pass out from dehydration some day in the future....

Beelzanebub shrugged a bit, deciding to transform from their fused state. Saying the magical word from earlier, Beelzanebub quickly shifted back into Zane proper, his blonde hair and blue eyes darting around the room. He never would get truly used to that feeling of coming back. Beelzanebub was him, but not like, HIM, you know? Letting out a sigh of relief, Zane stretched his arms. "Finally, back to my more handsome self." "That's debatable." Ignoring Beelzebub's comment for the time being, Zane looked down to find the nice kid from earlier was now pretty much back to normal. Smiling down at the boy, Zane found it oddly wholesome how much the kid respected him. For a guy who had basically betrayed his guild and country, lived with an evil demon inside his head, had a girlfriend who he had accidentally gotten who would probably kill him one day and had gotten food poisoning from texmex restaurants over 10 times in the past month, it was nice to have someone look up to you. "Have a good one, Masami. I'll teach you what tacos are next time to. I think you'll like them."

As Zane started to walk to find a way out of the theatre, he stopped as he realized there was one thing he forgot to comment on. "Oh, and uh, don't worry. I won't steal anything. I'm a good person, after all." Looking back and flashing a smile towards where he last saw Masami, Zane once again soon turned his head and walked down the hall on his way out of the theatre. "Yeah, we're not stealing anything for sure."

"Yeah, for sure. Nothing stolen at all, haha. We left and didn't take anything at all, right Beelzebub?"

"Right. Christian Zane is a solid citizen."

EXIT