Lord Beelzebub

It was a week since Lucifer had dragged him out for a two day wine binge while looking for the perfect valentine's dinner wine. Not that Beelzebub disliked drinking with his brother. In fact, it had been way too long since he spent quality down time with his brother and king. Of course he had endured unending taunting about Galahad but he dished it back in equal measure.

The aftermath of all that fun was a semi-tailspin as Beelzebub wondered what to do for this new and mysterious holiday. Ok, it wasn't mysterious. It made perfect sense but what to do for it had ate at his brain for days. Finally, he had an epiphany. It had taken some manuvering and involving Astaroth to talk the people involved in circles until they agreed to push things thorough.

That had been three days ago. Now, it was early morning. Galahad, as usual for several times a week, had gone to the market leaving the angel to read and take care of thier animals. This was routine. The rest of the day, was going to be completely different.