For a surprising first time, the helltaker household was missing someone: namely the owner. Helltaker was on extended duty at the neighborhood fighting ring for a special event, and the demons were taking this to its full advantage. By the first two hours, all the Alcohol supply had disappeared. Lucifer and Justice were on the couch, drinking some apple juice, which Helltaker had recommended before he left.
*Its really good!* He said, not mentioning the fact it tasted like raw sugar. Justice and Lucifer immediately spit out, fully disgusted.
“HOT DAMN, I expected it to be better. Yuck.” Lucifer said, slamming the cup on the coffee table. Justice nodded in agreement, albeit a little gentler with hers.
“Its alright. By the way-“as Justice was about to make a point, a great black void appeared in front of them, its spiraling void descending into an unknown abyss. Out popped a familiar red clothed demon, a big smile on her face, a small box in hand.
“HEY HELLTAKER! ITS ME, YOUR BEST BUD BEEZLEBUB! I GOT A GIFT- where is he?” She asked, stepping out of the portal. “I only get about 12 hours out of this thing before I go back. Oh, hey Luci! Good to see you Justice as well. So where the harem master?” She asked, looking around. Lucifer snickered, folding her arms.