dear_mun | This Devil wants his own post. And so he gets it.

Oi, Munny. Stop being sad. Stop it. STOP. IT. NO BEING SAD. Youuuuuu are not allowed to be sad! Okay? OKAY? SHUSH. No tears. TEARS ARE BAD! Munnies who cry do not get cake. It will not work this time. No. It will not work.

[See SweetDevil!England trying to frown with disapproval. Try being the keyword as he stuffs his mouth with a big forkful of sweet, gooey chocolate cake. His Mun just gave him a big one because he's mentioned that he's running out. A cake-hungry Devil is a troublesome Devil.]

You are ruining my cake time and you just gave me this cake to enjoy. I am not enjoying it. No being sad.

[But he still keeps on eating, even as he eyes his Mun. This Devil, what a glutton.]

We will talk about something else, yes? Like changes as you said. I do not agree. I think I'm fine as I am. Demons are all different, like human people are, so I think I'll stay as I am, thanks. I like my room with the stars and the sky and my stuffed friends and lots of cake... [He seems to want to say more, but again he's distracted by the cake he's eating. Devil licks his lips. It is a very, very good cake.] And if I do not like to fuck then I don't. Is it strange? Maybe. [He hums softly as he thoughtfully eats another bite, wide green eyes to the ceiling as he childishly kicks his feet under the table and his tail swings idly from side to side.] 'Been a while since the last orgy... [Shrugs.] 'Don't really care...

[He pauses, pushing bits of cake around with his fork as he looks down at it all.]

You are making me sad, Munny. You should stop. I don't like being sad. It makes me eat too much. [And then a grin like quicksilver, flashing with fangs, and a bright giggle.] But I like to eat a lot anyways! What bullocks! You are silly, Munny! Eat cake and be merry, yes? We have some more, so you eat and eat a lot until you are fat! Fit for a witch's dinner. Or Jersey's.

[Another giggle, perhaps brighter but more demented than the last.]

You'll have more to be crying about then, eh?

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[this guy... is supposed to be him? or another version of him? he's rather. well. disgusted.

but since it's him, he supposes he'll be civil. at least for the time being]

Why is your Mun sad? [his Lady gets like that, too]

[Yes! Here he is~ An England who's a Devil. Isn't he cute in that weird, devilish way? Wide green eyes turn questioningly to England, fork in the Devil's mouth as he makes a soft noise in his throat. Eventually, he pulls the fork away to answer.]

Silly things~ Things she shouldn't be sad about but she is anyway. Or she was! I made her have cake and now she's not so sad anymore!

[The Devil smiles to England brightly.]

You are that England, yes?

...

[raises an eyebrow]

That England? I am England.

No, you are one of many. My Munnie has... [Pauses to count.] Four? Of you! And then there are the Other like-Englands, like me and the Cat and the Bunny and the Mochi. And the Queen and the Vampire...

[This Devil, so very meta. He pauses in his rambling to push the plate with the huge chocolate cake towards England a little.] Cake?

[yeah his Lady has... many many, probably over 50 AU versions, but not all of them are in constant use. though they all had unique stories and different mannerisms. but he's just learning about these things]

Ah... sure... [he removes his hat and looks for a knife to cut a slice] So what are you...?

[He slides over a knife and then grins at England, fangs flashing.] It's not obvious?

[What with the horns, wings and tail. Shouldn't it be obvious what he is?]

[well, yeah. he sees you're a demon or devil or whatever but]

...You have my face. And my voice. But...

Buuuuuuut...?

[He eats another bite, waiting for England to continue.]

...You're not me, so why do you look like me? Where are you from?

[Funny that England should ask that question! Devil is happy enough to provide the answer!]

From this!

[Somehow, the Devil is able to show England this video of him singing and dancing. He is so talented as well as so smart!]

[okay so he was watching that, and it was weird... and then he got distracted with this... but he snaps back to reality]

I... still don't really understand. But I suppose that doesn't matter. So you're just another version of me. [cutting the cake]

[He giggles at what distracted England. He has to admit Prussia can be quite dishy.]

Yes! Like them too, see?

[He points off to the side where there's another table and two other so-called like-Englands are, the Queen and the Vampire.]

[he nods. after he's cut the piece and dished it out for himself he starts eating. aaaaa it's really delicious!]

Well. It's a pleasure to meet the lot of you, in any case. [he knows about alternate universes, so that's just how they'll treat them. and even though this little devil doesn't act like him at all, he doesn't know what kind of world he came from] Thank you for sharing your cake.

It's nice to meet you too! You aren't that grumpy so it's great!

[The England he has with him in the head space disapproves of him in general, though that may be largely owed to close association with Jersey, who has proven time and time again to push at England's buttons.]

You must have regular sex.

[Or just Devil having no filter at all.]

[that causes him to bite his fork. ow!]

I-I beg your pardon? [sputter!]

Sex.

[He repeats as easy as you please before taking another casual bite of his cake slice.]

Fucking.

[WHY ARE YOU SAYING SUCH VULGAR THINGS IN PUBLIC. aaaa coming out of his mouth! so it sounds like him!]

Why a-are you bringing u-u-up such a thing?!

[England gets an innocently curious look.]

Why not?

Because! It's not something you discuss in public! [look at his red face]

Why not?

BECAUSE.

Because...?

Because! It's just not done! It's private!

Hmm...

[he'll just. headtable now]

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This Devil wants his own post. And so he gets it.

dammit i got too excited to wait

lol XD

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