• While they tried to figure out what to do about breakfast, the prince snuck into the kitchen to use the opportunity to cook and surprise everyone. But when he dumped random ingredients into a cooking pot and turned on the heat, the pot exploded.
• Asmo ran into the kitchen and was horrified to see its state. The prince looked helpless, so the fifth brother insisted on using a cleaning spell he had learned from Solomon. However, the spell backfired, covering the castle with soap bubbles and trapping everyone inside.
• Beel couldn’t control his hunger and started to eat random objects. The others didn’t have the energy to stop him as they tried to find a way out of the castle.
• “Um…did anyone else hear that?” Belphie asked, but no one heard anything until Beel returned to the dining room.
• “I…don’t feel well…” he mumbled, touching his stomach.

Beel hiccuped loudly, causing sparkles to surround Solomon, turning him into a kitten.

• Satan was instantly charmed by the kitten and chased it around. “Just one hug, please!”
• “Wait, Beel, what did you eat?” Diavolo asked. “It…wasn’t an egg that looked like chocolate…was it?”
• “Yea-” Beel hiccuped again.

Second hiccup: The furniture spouted legs.

• Everyone watched in curiosity, horror, or intrigue as the dining table chairs ran into walls over and over again.

Third hiccup: Thirteen, Simeon, and Raphael appeared out of thin air.

• Raphael looked confused, but the Grim Reaper was all for the chaos and chasing Solomon. She knew she would never get a chance like this again to get back at Solomon while he was unable to use magic.

• Simeon ran to the painting and tried to calm him down while trying to find a way to help him out.

Fourth hiccup: Levi was teleported into a large painting.

• “Get me out of here!” He shakily cried.

Fifth hiccup: Asmo’s hair glowed neon.

• He went into full panic mode. Every time his mood changed, his hair color changed.
• Asmo wanted his followers to see his changing hair, but Diavolo pleaded not to record any of this as he didn’t want Barbatos to find out.
• The prince had to find a way to fix everything before the butler returned. Just the thought of what he would do sent chills down Diavolo’s spine.

Sixth hiccup: Mammon became invisible.

• The second brother didn’t realize it. He tried to make comments about things, but no one responded.
• “Hello? You ain’t gotta ignore me. At least look at me! Anyone?”
• Mammon tried to wave his hands in front of his younger brothers, but still no reaction.
• “What’re all of ya ignorin’ me?”

Seventh hiccup: Belphie’s legs were no longer under his control.

• His legs moved on his own. All he wanted to do was sleep, but he couldn’t stop walking around.
• He held onto objects, but his feet tirelessly continued pulling him forward, along with the objects he held onto.

Eighth hiccup: Lucifer vanished into thin air.

• “Lucifer?” Diavolo called out. He didn’t want to be in his situation alone, but the Avatar of Pride didn’t respond. The prince couldn’t sense him in the castle either.
• He couldn’t take it anymore. Diavolo ran into his bedroom and locked the door. Barbatos would find out, and it would be the end!

• Mephistopheles stomped to the castle entrance, huffing and puffing. The prince was supposed to meet him half an hour ago, so why hadn’t he shown up?
• “Hm? The air…why does it smell of dish soap?” He mumbled and paused to look around but assumed someone must have washed dishes and walked past the area he was in.
• Ignoring the unease in the pits of his stomach, he opened the castle door. Mephisto didn’t have time to react as a tidal wave of soapy bubbles hit him and carried through the streets of Devildom.
• “Enough!” Lucifer reappeared in the castle and snapped his fingers, reversing the spells and curses – the soap bubbles vanished, the furniture was static and arranged in its proper place, everyone returned to their normal state, and Beel stopped hiccuping.
• Diavolo raced down the stairs and threw his arms around Lucifer, but the Avatar of Pride respectfully pulled out of the hug. The prince was no longer in trouble!

• Later that day, Barbatos stood in front of the castle entrance and took a deep breath, bracing himself for chaos. But when he opened the door, the place was spotless. Nothing seemed out of place. It was normal. Too normal.
• He walked to the prince’s office, and to his shock, Diavolo was dutifully reading through the stacks of papers on his desk. Something was not right, but the butler found no evidence of chaos in the castle.

• The following day, Barbatos saw the blue butterfly fluttering through the castle’s garden and landing on the table in the seating area. The butler smiled and cautiously approached the butterfly for a better look, but it fluttered away immediately.
• Right as he turned around, Barbatos froze and glanced at the newspaper on the table. “Soap Suds and Sorcery: Uncovering the Bubbles at the Royal Castle!” By Mephistopheles.
• Furrowing his brows, the butler read through the article. So that was what had happened. And everyone thought they could get away with hiding the truth from Barbatos. The corners of his lips curled up into a wicked smile.