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Here they sat in the courtroom, him & his… employer? Mammon. He was with Mammon. Attending the trail for an imp who was accused of something heinous. Although one thing didn't quite make sense to the tall imp… Where was the evidence for this? A test from the medical lab, pictures to show a struggle? This was nothing but words! Lashin's tail whipped around in annoyance.
“I know, it's bloody boring right?”
Mammon giggled as he played with his fidget toys. Ah, there was the reason he was here.. Mammon wasn't great at focusing unless it was something he was interested in & boring politics or court trials didn't apply. Which is why the sins were forced to allow Lashin to sit with them. A lowly imp having to sit with the 7 deadly sins because one of their own had a bit of a mental disorder. Well, really it was only Satan that had an issue with it. The other sins… didn't really care.
Lashin had looked over at Mammon & his tail flicked again. “More like there is no evidence. All yap & nothing to show.”
Ozzie & Bee had to agree. Satan growled at the imp's questioning & it was soon apparent that all eyes were on Lashin now. The taller imp spoke louder.
“What evidence do you have to show, Andrealphus?” Lashin asked & the icy bird seemed to ignore him. That didn't suit well with Mammon at all…
“OI, Cunt! You were asked about evidence! You's thinking we's just gonna go wit ya bloody yapping & nufing else, ya prick?!”
There it was. There was Mammon's colorful speech. Lashin would've made a small chuckle like he always did when Mammon used such creative language; if he was not in a serious situation. Considering where they were at, Lashin would bite his tongue & continue on with his serious expression. He needed it to deal with this flimsy wet paper of a trial.
“So much talk, but nothing to show for it. How do we really know Mr. Blitz did anything if we're only going on your word?”
Lashin stated & if this bird was smart, he would answer. Less the moron actually wants to piss off Mammon.
Luckily, Andrealphus did speak. Only what he said made Lashin inwardly roll his eyes.
“I'm a Goetia, royalty, you disgusting little plebeian!”
Lashin looked him in the eyes as he spoke next.
“Mhm, and your point is?” Lashin could feel the ice bird's anger from here as the temperature dropped, but he ignored it. His skin was like thick steel. This ornery bird would not make him shiver from the chill, plus Mammon had used him as a cuddle toy before this trial had started. So he was already pretty warmed up from Mammon's body heat.
Since this icy bird had forgotten it had a tongue, Lashin continued on.
“You have a grand title, yippee for you. Now can you please show any evidence you have that Mr. Blitz has conducted these acts. From what I'm seeing, you are nothing but talk. What good are your words with nothing to back them up? Your ‘oh so grand’ title doesn't speak for you.”
“Why- you!!”
Andrealphus started, only for Lashin to finish.
“Mm, yes. Why me? Why must myself, Mammon, & everyone else be subjected to a trial that has such little building that a simple breeze could easily wisp it away. Your accusations are as steady as cotton candy in water. Dissolving & disappearing without a trace. So, for a third time, I humbly ask for you to show proof. Give us something to go off of. Something more than just words.”
There was a thick silence before a hearty laugh was heard. Mammon of course being the culprit. Satan glared at him, but that did little to stop the sin of greed from laughing.
“Hah! Who's betting that this dickhead ain't got shit? Dat's why I always got's de smart one wit me! Ain't no bullshittin’ with Lashin.”
Mammon praised. He actually praised the imp. Many of the sins seemed to look at him with wide eyes. Like he had lost his head. Ozzie & Bee being the most surprised by this. Before anything could even be said, Lashin felt an icy grip around his throat. The tall, green eyed imp was forcibly dragged from his chair & desk with Andrealphus’ magic holding him. He tried to breathe, but the peacock's magic was constricting his windpipe. He was brought to Andrealphus' face. The two were face to face as the ice cold bird choked him.
Lashin tried his best to maintain his stotic expression, but with being literally choked, he could only do so little. He struggled to get this fucking bird to release him & his vision was unfortunately dimming. He saw a malicious smirk on Andrealphus as Lashin's vision was darkening.
It had only been a couple of seconds before he heard a squawk of fright & he was unceremoniously dropped. He would've plummeted if he wasn't caught by a lower pair of… legs? Arms? They felt sleek, yet somewhat fuzzy. Oh, oh dear…
As Lashin was catching his breath he heard a shrill roar of protective dominance. He gazed up & saw the underside of a gigantic spider head. Mammon… Mammon was in full beast form. And he was more than willing to kill right now.
Mammon let out a cry of “FIGHT ME, YA CUNT!”
The ice bird did no such thing, too frightened to even speak.
“Ya lisstin ya shit fer’ brains?! Ya wanna try & hurt my's Lashin fer ruining yer stupid as feck power-play plan?! Get fucking ready to fight me then! I'll rip out all of your pretty little feathers & sell em’ in decor. Would make a pretty penny. Afterwards… some fried goetia legs & baked goetia don't sound too bad~”
Mammon cackled with shrill laughter. Tiny echos of his laughter coming from the ceiling. If one looked up they would find miniature spiders hanging all around. The tiny ones looked down at Andrealphus, ready to do their master's bidding.
Mammon's fangs dripped acid venom the corroded the floor beneath. One spider appendage reached for the gavel & took it. Satan would be a fool to mess with Mammon when the greed sin was in this state.
“Court finds de defendant, NOT GUILTY. Case dismissed & you's have to pays everyone sum big bucks for wasting all of ours time! Mine & My's Lashin especially.”
Mammon growled deeply.
“Now… GET CHUR ASS OUTTA MY'S SIGHT!”
The sin of greed yelled before bringing down the gavel so forcefully that it cracked the floor in half.
Andrealphus was quicker then he'd ever been before as he ran out, Stella grabbing a hold of Striker & chasing after her brother. The rest of the courtroom was quick to follow suit. Getting out of there while they still could. Mammon grumbled. He left the gavel on the floor & stalked over to where Blitzo was still being held. Using one of his claws, he released the imp & portaled his ass to Stolas’ estate.
After all was said & done, Mammon had opened up a portal back to his own circle. The still beast formed sin skittered inside, carrying Lashin with him.
Once Mammon was gone, the rest of the remaining sins all whispered in unison.
“What the fuck.”