Feenie's Art

I wish I was joking, but I literally forgot I wrote this. O.o I think I wrote it when I was very unwell and trying to make myself feel better?

It’s just some silly fluff with my Feenie, and Dr. Gaster, who by this time is the family doctor. And, Feenie has kind of been unsubtle in that she’s getting in fights just so she can go see him. (imagine, if you will, her saying to a fellow family member “JUST PUNCH ME IN THE FACE FAM I CAN TAKE IT” 😂)

Malenchka stared at the building that Red lead her to. It was large, and it was gaudy. This is no place for a hideout, they stand out too much. She looked to Red who only shrugged.

It had been a few hours since they agreed that they would go meet with the boss of the skeleton crew. Her family disagreed with her decision, but one said they would accompany her. He was a large comfort, emphasis on large.

“Man this place is too damn fancy.” Sinny growled softly, looking at the building with disdain. Malenchka suppressed a laugh, but nodded as the two walked up the stairs, following the other skeleton inside.

There was a lot of them apparently. Not just a lot but a fuck ton.

Sinny pressed closer to his boss, now going into pure protection mode. This was too man, some looked similar, like twins, some looked different from each other, tall, short, chubby, thin, buff, lanky, you named it, they were there. 

This many skeletons was down right suspicious, but, guess magic was involved. That was all there was too it and the two outsiders would leave it at that. Red motioned them to follow him up the large front staircase to a pair of double doors at the top. 

“This here is our meetin’ room, you will be meetin’ tha boss and a few others.” Red grinned as he let the two into the large room, which was just as gaudy and grand as the rest of the building. Who the hell designed this place?! It had large vaulted ceilings, pillars of marble, the floor was granite, and in the middle was a huge ass oak table with tons of chairs all around it. Red told the two where to sit, that they would be taking his chair beside the boss. 

He left the two alone and they looked at each other.

“I don’t like this Boss.”

“I know Sinny.”

“No other way?”

“Not unless we want mass murder.”

The large skeleton hummed in the back of his throat in acknowledgment of that statement. There would be massive casualties on both sides if these two gangs went to war that’s for sure. They had a ridiculous amount of numbers, and they had powerful magic to boot. Not everyone in their gang could use magic, so it would be quite the handicap. His thoughts were interrupted when several skeletons entered into the room.

One looked a bit like Red, just not as rough. He had a calm, lazy manner about him, he wore a dark grey suit and a dark blue tie, the one who entered with him was tall and lanky, wearing a grey suit similar to the smaller one, but with a bright orange tie instead.

The next couple, the short one was wearing a light grey suit with a bright as hell blue tie, he was all bounce in his step to. The tall one was slouched, looking like he would rather be anywhere but here and a honey stick in his mouth, same suit scheme, but his tie was a dull orange.

The four sat in their respective chairs and waited, not even saying hello. Sinny was about to growl when the bouncy one waved at the two of them. Sinny and Malenchka blinked, looked to each other, then slowly waved back. He chuckled and started speaking in hushed tones with the one beside him.

Was he a kid? What the hell is someone like that doin’ in a place like this? 

The doors opened again, this time loudly as another couple of pairs walked in. 

What is with the short and tall pairs? Maybe they had a cloning thing going on cause this was ridiculous. The short one that came in was wearing a near black suit, with a blood red tie, his skull had gashes around one socket. The bouncy one waved at him, causing him to scoff. The tall one beside him chuckled. Malenchka and Sinny knew that tall one. His name was Rus. Q had been getting what info she could from him. 

The next pair, well they looked straight out of a horror picture. The short one had a engorged red pupil, it scanned around quick like, never settling in one place. His dark grey suit was a bit frumpy, and he wore no tie and unlike the others he wore a fedora on his head. The tall one beside him though was stupid amounts of tall. His suit of the same color was pressed and cleaned, his tie a nice cool orange. What made the pair stare at him though was his crooked teeth, they looked painful.

It seemed most seats were taken now, the two assumed that these skeletons were the inner circle. They glanced at each pair, trying to judge them. The doors opened once more, three skeletons walked in.

The skeletons in question were Red, and a pair of new faces. The suits were full grey, no stripes, no decoration, just, grey. The only splash of color was that one had a dull blue, the other was a dull green. The two held similar cracks along their sockets. One crack going up from one eye, and down from the other. They took their seats and Red stood beside the large gaudy chair that was beside Malenchka.

The room got deathly quite as the click of the door opened once more and a large, intimidating skeleton entered. He wore an all black suit, he had a blood red tie, he had a gold pocket watch chain hanging out to show off too, he held his arms behind his back as he strode down the large room, his eye lights scanning the room before they rested on the human and skeleton who were new in his great presence.

Red pulled the chair out for the head boss of the skeletons, the lanky and edgy skeleton taking the seat and settling down. Malenchka held her breath as she waited for him to speak. He was making a show of power to her, inviting his inner circle into the room, letting them know how many of them they were. She was terrified, but that feeling was squashed by the sheer amount of anger she held.

“IT IS GOOD THAT YOU AGREED TO MEET WITH ME HUMAN! RED TELLS ME THAT YOU LIKED HIS OFFER TO MEET WITH ME!” The Boss skeleton was loud, but at the same time low. Malenchka looked to Red who shrugged. So he hadn’t told his boss what they did huh? Good, works in their favor.

“Yes, I wanted to meet with you regardless anyway, it was nice to get an invitation.”

“UNDERSTANDABLE! NOW THEN TO BUSINESS!!” he slid a stack of papers to the woman. “WE WOULD LIKE TO DO THE FOLLOWING IN YOUR SIDE OF TOWN, OF COURSE YOU WILL BE MET WITH THE SAME, IN OUR SIDE.” 

Malenchka looked at the files, there was too many to go through in just one sitting, and she would need the help from her advisers to make sure they were not getting a shit deal. 

“I will need a few days to go through all these, we will probably have to have multiple meetings to get this fully settled.”

There was a chorus of groans, she and Sinny felt the sentiment, when the boss skeleton slammed his hand down. She glared at him and Sinny tensed, ready to throw down if he needed to.

“I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU ARE NOT AS EFFICIENT AS I SO I WILL ALLOW IT.” 

“Excuse me?” Malenchka bristled and was about to go full bitch when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked to Sinny who shook his head only slightly, his eyes looking to the side. She looked with him and saw several of the skeletons were charging up their magic in some form or way.

She huffed and nodded, putting on her best fake smile.

“Thank you, we will get this done as soon as possible!” she beamed. The boss skeleton, who they all just called Boss, laughed, and the meeting was done. Or so they thought. 

It has now been a couple of very tiring months. Malenchka didn’t require any of her crew to join her on her trips to the skeleton crew. It tired her out, and she didn’t want the skeletons to know too much about her own family. The more in the dark they were, the safer her family.

Her and Boss were getting into it once again. The two butted heads like their was no tomorrow. Both being very stubborn in their ways. 

“Listen there are just some things I can not budge on and THIS is definitely ONE of them!!” She shouted. They were arguing over some territory, specifically one that Layla likes to particularly stalk around. Malenchka didn’t mind Layla’s brand of crazy, but ever since the incident a few months ago, she has been real fidgety as of late, and the boss woman wanted her to not take it out on some poor skeleton who just so happened to go around the fawn’s territory.

“WELL I INSIST THAT YOU FUCKING DO CAUSE WE WANT SOME OF THE LOCAL BUSINESS TO GO THERE! THE PARK AREA IS PERFECT AND WE WANT OUR FELLOW MONSTERS TO DO WELL!!” Boss growled. 

Malenchka sighed, palming her face. She stood and started to pace. There had to be a medium. ‘a-ha!’

“Listen we can let him do business there, just under our name so no one will touch him, he will be safe, how bout that?” she asked exasperated. The two brother whispered to each other and nodded. Agreeing to it. 

Damn what a dumb argument over an ice cream stand. She sighed, looked at her watch and gathered her things. She had another appointment to get to. She said her goodbyes and left. New pile of the demands in hand. 

“’ey cupcake!” a voice shouted at her. Malenchka groaned and looked to the skeleton who shouted.

“What?” she didn’t have the patience for this, she needed a drink. Red though just started talkin’, shootin’ the breeze with her, like she was a pal. She got annoyed each second, his casual banter turned to flirty remarks and she just, couldn’t take it anymore. “If ya don’t shut up, I’m gonna make ya.” she growled.

“oh yeah cupcake? how ya gonna do that?” he chuckled darkly. 

Snap. Everything went slowly. She grabbed him by his shirt, pulling him close to her, beads of magical sweat formed on his skull, his magic flaring up in case she tried to hurt him, but he wasn’t prepared for what she DID do. 

She planted a good old fashioned kiss right on his face. He was dumb struck as her soft lips met his malleable bone. He raised his hands in the air, not sure what to do with them if he was to be honest. She let him go just as quick. His words faltered, he couldn’t think. 

She walked away with confidence, but her inner mind was anything but. 

A Mafia AU doodle with @feenievonkarma 

“Boss do ya know this monster!?” Layla shouted, bringing Malenchka back to the present. The boss woman bit her lower lip as Red looked smug as a fox who got a chicken. She growled at herself, grabbed the fawn and exited the room.

“Not only do I know that monster, but we might have some trouble comin’ our way, send out news, I need the following people to get here pronto.”

Meanwhile on the other side of town, Q looked at the clock on the building that was near her. Almost time. Then, like clockwork, she saw the tall lanky skeleton in question. He was sharp dressed as usual, his tall frame was in a relaxed pose as he walked to the candy shop. 

Q snickered remembering the first interaction she had with the snarky skeleton. She worked this newsstand for her candy fix, and the skeleton noticed this on his first few routes passing her. He tried to offer her some candy for news which she offered a very polite, “ “uhhhh takin candy from a stranger s'like no no number one pal”. 

He had snickered at her, pocketed the candy and walked across the street into the candy shop, bought some candy, and offered it to her. She was initially shocked of course, but laughed it off, and so the routine had started. 

Speaking of, he approached her offering her favorite candy, which she pocketed and gave him the latest news. 

“So got anything to do later sweetness?” he purred as he leaned against the stand, reading the paper nonchalantly. Q scoffed at him and shook her head.

“I say it every time ya ask lamppost, I am a busy gal, ya ain’t takin’ me anywhere.” she growled. He started askin her to places on the regular now, he either did it as a joke, or was actually interested in her, she didn’t care which, but she wasn’t really lookin in that department.

“Ya never know little girl, one day I might get ya with no plans.” he chuckled darkly, it made Q glare at him, making him raise his hands in fake surrender. Q was about to continue when she saw a familiar fawn walking up to her. 

That was odd, normally the crazy girl was off doing odd jobs for the boss, or stalkin her newest infatuation of the time. The fawn approached, faltered a moment at the skeleton, which made Q question even further. She knew the girl didn’t fear many things, and monsters were certainly NOT one of those fears.

Layla finished her approach, asked for the paper and slipped Q a piece of paper. The fawn quickly walked away. Q looked at the note, glared, and began closing shop. 

“What’s the rush little girl?” the tall skeleton asked, looking at the frantic nature of the small Q.

Q glared at him. “None yer business Rus.” she hissed out the last words. Rus backed off and left, knowing when she called him by name it was serious time and that was the time to leave. He was curious though, what was on that paper that that fawn girl gave to Q?

Layla booked it to the next place, careful to avoid the prying eyes and walked into a shop. She found the next person easily, it was hard to miss the monstress that ran the Red Light District. 

“Beast.” Layla whispered. The monster is question lifted her head from her work, the light blue monster raised her head, her abyss like eyes finding Layla’s blue ones.

“What is it darling?” the monster asked.

“Boss is callin’” was all the fawn said. Beast narrowed her eyes and nodded, the fawn left quickly as Beast closed up shop for the day, making her way to the hideout quickly, not knowing a pair of eyes was on her, a large red pupil trained solely on her.

The next three were not hard to find thank the stars. They were all at the usual bar. Havin’ a few drinks and a couple of laughs. They all looked to the fawn when she entered.

“What’s goin on Layla?” Roxas asked, propping her head into her hand and leaning on the bar to look at the little fawn. Layla sighed, she was not a good info runner, the itch the tugged on her arm was growing with her impatience.

“Roxas, Sinny, Cash, boss needs us..” she muttered. The three stood up quickly. Their eyes were narrowed, their cheerful demeanor gone. 

“Let’s go.” the one Layla called Sinny, a big boned, literally, monster said, grabbing his jacket and leading the others out. Layla followed the trio. The last of the crew gotten, Feenie was already with boss, so there was no need to get her after all.

The crew arrived and the Boss looked like she was going to have a small break down, her mind a flurry of thoughts as she paced. When the ones she called for arrived she relaxed a bit but it was short lived when the monster that was in the room was shouting that he was ‘uncomfortable’. 

“What’s goin on boss?” Feenie asked, curious to the commotion. 

“Well, seems our friendly skeletal gang stepped on our toes, and Layla brought him here and well, I know the monster. I met him tha other day, had a talk, didn’t mention the gang to him, but he talked his up big time. They are probably as large as us if not larger.” Malenchka ran her hand through her hair as her crew of misfits looked to each other.

“Look, Boss, we can handle it okay?” Roxas looked to the Boss with concern and it was met with a warm smile. 

“I don’t doubt that, but I was wantin’ to open negotiations with the skeleton gang, and now that might be a bust cause the RIGHT HAND IS IN OUR INTERROGATION ROOM!” The boss slammed her hand against the door and everyone flinched.

“How do ya know he is the right hand boss?” Layla asked softly. The itch grew in her, she was going to need to pay a ‘visit’ to her ‘sweetheart’ soon. 

“I have Q runnin tabs on a guy named Rus, he walked by everyday, wasn’t hard to make the connection. She got some useful info, but the guy is tight lipped, much like us, it was only through some interactions she saw that helped us decern a bit of who is who in their gang.” Malenchka sighed, starting to pace back and forth now. 

“ey cupcake! i know yer out there! come and loosen me up a little here! i am a bit tied up at the moment!!” the monster shouted through the door and there were several groans at the monsters bad pun, and a few hidden snickers. 

“Boss, maybe you can sweeten him up.” Sinny stated.

“WHAT?!” a chorus of voices shouted. The large man rubbed the side of his skull and glared at everyone.

“Damn guys, not so loud! Look, he seems sweet on the boss, callin her cupcake like that. He either has a large pair of balls to be callin’ the dangerous woman cupcake, or he likes her in some fashion.” he shrugged and everyone looked to each other, the logic was there. It sounded pretty sound too.

With a determination in her gaze Malenchka nodded. Sinny was right, she was goin to be the one to get him to be a bit softer. She wouldn’t let no harm come to her family. She was head bitch here, and she was going to show it damnit.  

She opened the door and shut it softly behind her, her eyes cold as she looked at the large and burly skeleton monster in front of him.

“‘ey there cupcake.” he grinned, his smile growing, showing off that glinting gold tooth.

“Red..” she offered. He stared at her, she stared at him. The tension was thick and heavy. She sat down in a chair, crossing her elegant legs, and then her arms across her chest. Red kept eyes on her, not looking away for a second. 

“ya know, if ya wanted a date that bad ya could’ve just asked.” he chuckled.

Malenchka glared and forced the blush that was threatening to creep up her face away.

“Look Red, I’m sorry that this had to happen, you didn’t know about all this, let me just offer ta let ya go and we leave this whole thing as water under the bridge.” she offered.

He thought about it and shook his head, which made her gape. 

“no can do cupcake, gotta reputation and all that.”

“Are you out of your mind?! She could have killed you you know! Let you dust and all that!”

“she wouldn’t have been able ta dust me.” he glared. 

“Yeah? Then how did she knock ya out then tough guy?!” Malenchka was not relenting. 

“needed to get to yer gangs base somehow.”

Malenchka gaped and then glared.

“Was this a trap Red..”

“nah, got it all wrong cupcake, i’m here to proposition ya.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“we want to enter a partnership with ya, you control quite a large portion of this city, we know ya want access to the monster side o’ town, and we want access ta the human side. so boss said to me, he says ‘red, go find their hideout, make an offer they can’t refuse.’ “

“And how would you do that?! I deny most people who ask for territory ya know!” she growled. Most of them got killed too.

“cause ya can’t deny me now cupcake. not only do i know who ya are, where ya hideout is, but ya captured me, maybe roughed me up a bit, and man o’ man would that be the gang war of the century.” he smirked.

Malenchka stood up with such force from her chair it flew backwards, her eyes held such anger that Red flinched from it. She paced back and forth, a habit of her thinking. He had her. He HAD her! DAMN HIM!! He was right, she would have to meet their boss, maybe even meet some of the demands they asked for. All cause they fell for his TRAP!! Even if he didn’t call it a trap it was one, and a clever one at that. Damn it all!!

“Fine…I will meet with your boss.” she relented. The skeletons grin widened more, his sockets lidded, she felt a small shiver run down her spine.

Layla sighed softly as she roamed the streets of the town. Her trusty knife resting along her arm. She was making her usual rounds, since there was no duty for her. She sighed as her blood red hair swirled around in the air. It was a cool October breeze, and she was enjoying it immensely. Her thoughts traveled back to her boss though. The Boss was actin’ real funny as of late, and she knew the signs all to well, she wasn’t a killer of passion for nothing after all. 

Boss was fancyin’ someone somethin fierce. Problem was, she didn’t know who it was. If she knew she would offer them a form of protection. Maybe Boss hadn’t gotten the courage yet? She was a bit shy about those kind of things. 

She saw one of their own start to approach her, a street urchin lookin’ fella. They kept their head down, staring at the ground. With practiced ease, the two bumped, cause a small ‘Watch where ya goin’ ‘ scene and departed. Layla rounded a corner in a ally and pulled the note from her pocket, reading the instructions. 

‘Didn’t pay the fees, go remind them what happens when one doesn’t pay the fees.’ the note said. A slow sadistic smile crept up on the fawns face, the paper bursting to flame to remove the evidence. Today was going to be good, she hasn’t done something fun in so long!

She made her way to the address, and went into the place of question. It was a loner who hadn’t paid, a junkie at that. She safely assumed the cretin spent all his money on his next high. She disliked hurting guys like that, they weren’t as fun. However when she went into the room of the person she was going to play with she had to roll away, a curse under her breath. She glared at her attacker.

He was a tall and bulky man, wide shoulders that matched his wide grin. A gold tooth set to replace one of those teeth. His sleeves were pushed up to reveal his large arms, and he poured out confidence. To top it all off, he was a skeleton. 

Layla glared, she knew this skeleton to be more precise, they had been popping up on their radar recently, a family of skeletons. She had heard the rumors and seen the damage these monsters could do. Her smile turned twisted and he looked at her like she was devil incarnate. 

“Whatcha doin’ here MONSTER?!” she hissed.

“ain’t none yer business, half breed.” he growled back.

Layla glared, her smirk dying and being replaced with a scowl. She hated being called that, with every fiber of her being she hated that. Her gang understood, accepted her and her crazy. She unbuckled her hidden knife and it dropped into her hand, her palm resting on the hilt. She brought the blade to her mouth and licked it.

“I am afraid it is, ya see, I am lookin’ for a gentleman who owes my boss a bit of money, and he needs to pay up.” her voice was calm, cold, collected. Her hidden crazy was more terrifying than her showing it.

“well ain’t ya shit outta luck then deer~ he is under our care now, so scram.” he chuckled his poise relaxed yet tense. Well that settled that then, she stood straight and thought of her options. 

She could dust him, would be easy, but she doesn’t know the new location of the junkie. Taking him with her to the hideout would be preferable, they had anti magic barriers and the like all around there, he wouldn’t be able to do shit. She smirked, she liked that idea. Boss would want to question him too. She got back into position, which confused the large skeleton monster. He thought he won? HA! Fat chance!

She lunged at him quickly, her speed boosted by her own magical ability. He let out a string of curses and fired some form of bones at her. She twirled around them easily, thanks dance class, and swept her leg under his feet. He fell down with a large thud, when she tried to knock him out, he rolled away, a bone club in hand as he swung it at her face. 

She barely dodged in time, gritting her teeth. He growled at her, she growled back. The air around them was charged with magical energy, trying to intimidate the other. The lunged at each other, a flurry of attacks going between the two. However by sheer luck, she managed to get behind him and knock him out. He laid there on the floor, Layla panting heavily as she made a call to the clean up crew.

The clean up crew was few, but the head of the department came cause Layla only needed one other person for this job, this time. 

The purple she-demon stepped out of the car and smiled at Layla, tousling the small fawns crimson hair. Layla smiled at her, the she-demon tying up her bright orange hair and rolling up her sleeves.

“What we got this time?” she asked.

“Nothing too drastic this time, promise. Just needed help taking a…guest, back home. Is that okay Feenie?” she asked.

Feenie smiled wide and laughed at the fawn. 

“Of course, makes my work a lot easier c’mon.” she lead the way and as they reached the room she staggered a bit. “That a skeleton?” she asked. Feenie had heard the rumors too it seemed.

“Yeah, moved in on our turf, gonna take him to Boss.” Layla replied. The lilac colored demon shrugged and helped heft the large monster into their car. Layla was strong but not as strong as Feenie, she admired that about the she-demon.

A short car ride, a pair of magic handcuffs, and a chair later, they had set up the interrogation room. Layla had done another bang up job if she said so herself, and she said so! She went down the halls of the hideout, getting to the Boss’s door, she rapped on it a few times.

“Enter.” a calm female voice replied.

Layla entered the room. The room wasn’t too large, very cozy sized. The walls were lined with bookshelves out the whazoo, packed full with books and knicknacks. The carpet was a plush maroon color, a color Layla was fairly fond of, not as much as green mind you, but fond enough of it. She fiddled with her green tie as she walked across the the Boss’s mahogany desk that was littered with papers and plans. She stood their.

“Sit.” her Boss ordered. Layla nodded and sat in the brown leather chair, enjoying its comfort, even if it didn’t have a hole for her tail. She waited as her boss scribbled down some more things, notes that will be delivered along with letters, booking for the money. Her bob was bouncing with every calculated movement. She breathed out, setting things down and stared at her intimidator and killer. Layla shifted a bit.

“So, what is it?” Boss asked.

“Well, seems the rumors are true Boss Malenchka, there is a skeleton mafia goin’ ‘round our turf.” Layla responded. She saw her boss stiffen and her eyes narrow. Layla became a bit confused at that kind of response. “I has one of them in the intimidation room, if ya wanna talk to him?” Layla pressed. The Boss nodded and the two women walked to the room, the only sound the clicking of their shoes against the floor.

Layla opened the door to the darkened room, her boss stepping in, Layla flicked on the light and heard a soft gasp come from her boss. That was not a good noise, something was wrong. When she turned around, the skeleton in question had the most shit eating grin ever, completely satisfied with what he saw standing before him. 

“’ey there cupcake~” he purred.