“FIRST OFF, MY NAME IS JUDGEMENT. REMEMBER IT WELL. SECONDLY, I DO NOT PARTAKE IN SUCH LEWD ACTIVITIES SINCE DOING SO WOULD ONLY PROVE TO BE A DISTRACTION FROM MY WORK AS THE HIGH PROSECUTOR. THAT IS MY ANSWER.”

Notices.

// Telephone but Lucifer is Lady Gaga and Judgement is Beyoncé.

Alright, genuinely curious-.

Gets up real close to a microphone. “WRONG.”

“N-NO...! DO NOT TOUCH MY HORNS! THEY’RE VERY...SENSITIVE... . . . . . ...IS PROBABLY WHAT YOU EXPECTED ME TO SAY, RIGHT? HOW PATHETIC THAT YOU’D EAT UP SUCH A CLICHÉ! MWAHAHAHA~!”

“....” Well, shit. He got her there.

// I smell a new crack ship.

“I mean... I guess so? I don’t know what you’re actually hoping to get out of it. Anyway, just be careful of the points and edges.” ☠️ GLORIOUS SUCCESS! ☠️ A lot easier than expected; permission was granted to Helltaker to touch her horns.

“MIGHT I INQUIRE HOW EVERYONE IS TODAY?”

ONE MORE

Thighs.

“I FIND IT FUNNY HOW HUMANS ARE SO INSECURE THAT THEY FEEL AN INSTINCTUAL NEED TO OVERCOMPENSATE~.”

“WHAT!? NO! BE SILENT, YOU FOOLISH MORTAL! YOUR IMPLICATION INSULTS ME!”

“H-HEY, I-...! ... You too, huh?”

“THIS IS EXCELLENT INFORMATION. I THINK I SHALL PASS IT ALONG TO PANDEMONICA.”

Sometimes Judgement wonders what a headpat feels like... Not that she’d openly admit it.

❕ Her eyes widened in shock of someone actually patting her head. It flustered her a bit. “H-Have you lost your mind? Don’t you know I could kill you for thinking I’d want something so...nice?”

Clears throat. ... “ALL GIRLS ARE BEST GIRLS.”