There were reapers, but full-times and in training running around everywhere. Some demons were finding ways to escape to earth that weren't supposed to be and there was choas through out most of hell, but for Gluttony it was just another morning. His heavy currents blocking out all of the lights that made up a Hell morning. One of his imps came up with a tray bigger them him, in as another woke him up. Gluttony grumbled and started to pull the blanket over his head, until he smelled some of the fresh baked food. That sent him bolting straight up and the imp that had started to tug on his blanket, dove off his bed. He may not be the most violent sin but, it was known that he had accidentally eaten one of his imps before. Aside from that he was pretty nice to his imps, so when one of the imps set the tray on his bed. He dove in, while they chose his clothes for the day.
The bell for the reaper academy echoed through out hell, he wasn't sure if that one started the school day or ended it. Gluttony could never keep it straight, but the one thing that he could keep straight was the market sales day. So would make sure to remind his kitchen imp that today, the fireberries would be ripe and that the lizards' tail would be on sale down at Nraks' shop.
Else where, the devils' hellhounds were attacking a demon in the market square that had snuck off to earth and came back. Yells and screams could be heard from the Colosseum, whether they were the calls and cries of those competing or the spectators could not be tell.
In the flaming forests, there were some lower class demons, some imps, and some tortured souls running around trying to gather ingredients and food, before they became food.