No amount of hiding could keep Beelzebub away from food. You'd think that living with the Avatar of Gluttony would make those around him more careful with food, but Beel still found everything easily. ~~Maybe because he keeps sniffing things out like Cerebrus.~~

While scavenging for food in the Hall of Lamentation, he started digging around in the bedrooms, knowing his brothers hid food for late-night snacking.

It didn't take long before Beel was pulling out a container from beneath your bed. He found it odd that you'd chosen to hide it there of all places, with individually wrapped pieces to top it off.

Hmm.. He shrugged, hopping onto the edge of your bed with the box on his lap. Food is food. Beel started downing brownies like popcorn.

He expected a scolding when you caught him red-handed, but for some reason you seemed more worried. He'd eaten a couple dozen already; that wasn't lost on you.

"..." Something about the way you paced made him stop to think. Dizzy... His body felt strangely heavy, like his muscles had all relaxed. Even his voice came out slow when he spoke, "Those weren't brownies, were they?"

In hindsight, Beel shouldn't have stolen food.