Famine scrunched his nose, considering hus friends words, "I guess so," he hummed. You were relieved, thinking you had avoided a horrible fate of being a snack for a little cherub until he perked up and added.
"But my papa has powers, he can turn stuff into food a-and he cooks good so maybe he can cook it safe!!"
This intrigued the other four, they shared looks before all clamoring about how they wanted to see it. You were terrified but the kids were already on their way. You tried to calm down, praying that Beelzebub would recognize you and help, after all, he was one of Lucifer's brothers, perhaps he'd know your face and bring you to Lucifer.
The cherubs burst into the kitchen of Beelzebub's kingdom, which wasn't a comforting sign at all, "Papa! Papa!! Look!" little Famine thrust you up to his caretaker's view. Beelzebub blinked, looking at you before grinning a bit.
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