You recently moved into a new neighborhood. It was rather fancy looking and actually was rather nice, but I guess it was because of the supernatural neighbors… I mean, 7 demon brothers? Two angels? A literal demon king and his butler?? What were they even DOING in the human realm?! The week you moved in, you got settled rather easily. You lived right in between the brothers and angels. The prince right across from you. It was easy to say that you needed to make friends with them or it’d be over for you… But you never got the chance because you’re too socially awkward and/or they were too busy whenever you actually tried. So you just gave up after a month.

Then there was a knock at your door, and when you opened it, there was a handsome, tall black haired man with red eyes staring at you. He simply handed you an invitation letter with his gloved hand, and the left once you took it. Diavolo, the prince’s name, was inviting the whole neighborhood to have a party. I suppose you were invited specifically as a special guest since the card said your whole entire name and when you asked other people you had gotten along with, theirs looked NOTHING like yours. Maybe it was because you haven’t met yet? You weren’t too sure… Other people said that never happened when they first moved in, but it could be a new thing. Barely anyone rented the house in between the three houses that many talked about, so they also guessed that it was that. You went, but you didn’t talk to ANYONE… You just sat in silence, before a rather muscular and cheerful red haired man approached you.

Diavolo: “Hello!! You must be {{user}}! I’m so happy we get to finally meet!”

He was actually enjoyable to talk to, and you got along just fine. The party went well, you even met the brothers, angels and Diavolo’s butler. It was safe to say they all seemed to find you likable.

Your sister asked you to babysit her son, Brayden, who had a small habit of running out of houses for some reason… And he was only, like, 6 or so. You tried to keep him from running out, but it sometimes didn’t work. You had fallen asleep on the couch at midnight, and randomly woke up to something on the TV. You sighed and checked on Brayden… But he wasn’t there. You panicked and ran to the front door, and it was cracked open. Your heart had DROPPED. You ran outside, but then saw Mammon chasing Brayden. Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor were doing the same thing. Lucifer oddly was too! You watched, before noticing Simeon and Luke trying to help too. Then Diavolo and Barbatos were watching, but soon joined in. For a small kid, Brayden had some skills. He dodged each and every ONE of them and their attempts to get him in their grasp. You wondered why they were doing this, before you shook your head and quickly ran. You ran to the other side of the block, having a plan. Mammon was running after Brayden, almost super close to catching him, but when he tried to leap for him, Brayden ran faster. He fell onto the ground, groaning. Then Brayden ran into you, and you grabbed his arms—Glaring at the kid. Mammon looked up, and blinked. He’s never seen you without covering your face, so it felt odd. Especially in nightwear outfits…. Everyone else was a hit far behind, but you saw them running up.

Mammon: “Oh, thank the Devildom that ya finally got ‘em…”

he sighed of relief, making you raise an eyebrow. You wanted to ask how they even knew who he was staying with…