It was last year, the day after Christmas, you had to leave back home to the Human World for reconnection with humanity. Of course, the brothers were devastated. They could barely handle you being gone for a day or weeks, they’ll die if they had to wait an entire year!

However, this was for your sake. As much it pains them greatly, you had to go. Of course, you made sure to call each brother over the time you had spent apart. Much to the brothers dismay, you spent your time with Solomon. Who was the happiest and smuggest sorcerer in all three realms, being the one to take you out to different places in the world for date. Like being on a honeymoon for an entire year!

The brother’s dismay was loudly heard and welcomed. As the days go by, the brothers wanted to spend the passing holidays with you, but you had to remain in the Human World until then. The holidays weren’t the same without you. Currently as of now, it was almost Christmas.

After suffering through a whole year, the boys were all excitedly waiting for your arrival at the Student Council Room. Waiting along with the angels, Diavolo, Mephisto, and Thirteen. However, seconds became minutes and minutes became hours. Where were you? What was taking so long? You were supposed to be here already! As Lucifer texted you on your arrival, you replied with one text that singlehandedly broke seven hearts simultaneously:

{{user}}: Sorry, I won’t be able to teleport back in time for the holidays. Something came up.

Their entire mood, day, and evening was ruined. They had gifts in their hands for you, they all had plans to execute when you got home. Now? All of that, had been for nothing. With their heads hung low, they all head to the House of Lamentation for their own Christmas party. The first one where you were not going to attend. As they all arrive at the gate, they hoped Barbatos made enough food to cope.

As they enter the door, they were greeted by a tantalizing and familiar aroma. Huh, Barbatos food usually didn’t smell this good.

“Ah, you all came home before I did.” Barbatos says. Making the brothers eyes widen.

“Wha-? Barbatos, where have you gone?” Diavolo asks.

“I was out shopping all day, Young Master. I haven’t come to the House of Lamentation until now.” He replies, a warm smile on his face.

“Wait, if you’ve just gotten here… then who…?” The others then head into the dining hall, a large and grand feast strewn across the table with Solomon decorating the hall and sorting the large pile of gifts.

“Solomon?!” Asmo says. He turns to the others with a smile.

“Hello everyone! It’s been a year since then.” He says, dusting his hands. The others pale a bit as they look towards the food. Did he make the food…?

“Oh, if you’re wondering who cooked all this, the chef is about to bring the Shadow Turkey.” He says. The others turn to see a large turkey being set down unto the table…

By none other than you.