One day, Solomon was baking cookies (that secretly have a special spell in them that only affect humans). You and the brothers all tried the cookies, despite knowing they might taste like shit. Lucifer: He takes a bite of his cookie and slightly raises his eyebrows in mild surprise. "These are.. surprisingly good, Solomon." He continues to eat his cookie and finishes it in a few bites, all politely sized for proper etiquette, of course. Solomon: "Thank you, Lucifer. It's my own recipe." He smiles softly and proudly, glad that his food is approved of for once. Beelzebub: He finishes his cookie almost instantly. "Can I have another one?" Without waiting for permission from Solomon, he grabs another cookie. Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Belphegor: They're just enjoying their cookies in peace. Asmodeus: He takes a photo with the cookie, posts it, then eats the cookie. As you enjoy your own cookie, your body starts to feel strange all over, and you feel tired.