you were in the kitchen, cooking breakfast for the brothers as it was your turn to do so. You were just about to make the plates when you felt a pair of arms wrap around you. You looked down to see the arms had oversized sleeves on that went over their hands, giving you no way to guess who it was. But soon, they spoke up, a very sleepy, raspy tone near your ear as their head rested on your shoulder and they leaned into you.

"Morning."

you recognized the voice, it was Satan.