#manepear

I’m drawing more of them bc I think they’re stupid.

give me ideas for what to call this au

Two figures stood there at the Existence Arena. A tiger and lion. Conexion landed in front of them. He bowed his head politely which the tiger noticed. She waited until the lion gave her permission to speak which the lion granted.

“Sharpness!” Her joy was unfiltered then she noticed him not responding to her. “Oh… Hello Conexion.”

“Greetings, FlameFrags. Are you the one doing soul reports today?” The tiger was dulled by this. She is normally really energetic when she sees familiar faces. Conexion doesn’t entertain her as Sharpness would. The guardian and her were sparring partners from time to time.

“Yes I am. Do you need the report from the Dominion Angel souls?”

“I do.” 

The tiger walked out of the Existence Arena into Hell to fetch the report for the Power Angel. The lion hybrid walked up to Conexion.

“It does break her heart to see you not reciprocate her excitement. Considering she has a hard time making friends even with our immortal lives. Even if she does have a friend, she ends up as the last option.” Conexion’s wings slid into a resting position.

“Unfortunate for her, ManePear. I am not the friend she is looking forward to. FlameFrags wants Sharpness not Conexion.” The lion sighed softly.

“I respect you and what you stand for. Just come see her a little more.”

“ManePear, you understand that Sharpness can’t simply do that req—” Before Conexion could finish the lion cut him off.

“Shut it.” Conexion turned to see that FlameFrags was back with a folder of soul reports. She handed them to the angel then went back to her brother’s side who gave her a few headpats comforting her.

“Thank you, FlameFrags.” 

The angel flew to Heaven’s side of the Existence Arena. He spotted the Cherubim that was waiting for him. The Cherubim nodded and spoke, “You are released from duty, Conexion. These reports will be given to the Elder.”

Once released from his duty, Sharpness’ wings returned a pristine white lacking the darkness and blood taint. The wing shape was softer and voluminous as a guardian angel than the sharp and overbearing as a Power angel. As his wings returned, Sharpness flew back down to the Existence Arena. 

FlameFrags was leaning against ManePear telling him about this farmer who summoned her instead of a nature spirit. That farmer was quite cute and she wanted to spend more time with him, so she was actually helping him with his crops. The blond landed in front of the siblings once again, the tiger was the first to react and hugged him.

“Sharpness!” The angel reciprocated her affection.

“Hi, Flame. How are you doing?” There was always a fond tone whenever Sharpness interacted with his friends and students. “Decent. I don’t like Conexion, he’s cold.”

“I’m sorry you feel that way. That side of me is still repenting for the sins of his mortal life.” The tiger tucked her head against the angel’s chest. She’s always been like a kitten when it was people she liked. “I know.” Her speech was muffled from hugging Sharpness.

“Flame, don’t you think you should let Sharpness go now?” Mane could notice the angel’s subtle discomfort. He’s never been one for a lot of physical touch and affection, but he’s happy to indulge in it for his friends.

“Nooooo.” The tiger held out the last vowel. The angel chuckled softly. “May I be released from your warm embrace, Flame?” 

“Fine.” She reluctantly let him go. “Thank you, Flame. Can you and Mane answer some questions for me?”

Flame turned to look at Mane. The older demon gave his permission. It was clear which one of the two actually was assigned to the job. “What questions?” Curiosity.

“Do you know someone by the name Boomiee?” As Sharpness spoke that name, the lion hybrid paid more attention to the conversation.

“Pardon my intrusion on the conversation. Did you say Boomiee? As in the devil with pink hair, two bows, and golden bangles?” The angel was caught off guard by the lion’s rapid, accurate description of the devil. “Uh, yes? Is he someone of power here?”

Mane mumbled something and Flame looked deflated a little. She turned back to Sharpness, “Boomiee held the same position as Mane. They were a wonderful choice for the position. Better than me. I rather be training or hell hound duty.” The angel nodded. Something happened for Boomiee to be removed from their position in the Existence Arena. 

Sharpness released his wings from their flight position and into a resting position. The lion hybrid handed him a small stack of papers. The first page was labeled with Boomiee’s name. As he looked through the stack, there were a few titles that caught his attention. The 

Termination of Memory

Confirmed

Termination of Purpose

Denied

Termination of Position

Denied  Overridden

The tiger watched him intently as her brother returned to his job. She didn’t know the reason either. Sharpness caught her yawning a little. If Boomiee held the same position ManePear does right now, it would mean they were one of the higher ranking demons. The angel isn’t oblivious to the status that Flame and Mane hold in both Divine Realms, but he doesn’t know to what extent it influences their lives.

“Could you educate me on your status in Hell?” 

“Sure? I mean it’s similar to Conexion’s position as a Power angel except I work under my brother and no one else.” The angel nods. He allows the papers to dissipate and materialize in his house. “Interesting. Does ManePear hold a similar position to a Seraphim?” That question got Flame to go quiet for a moment. She thought about it.

“He would be equal to a Seraphim. Although the role Clown has taken fits the position of Seraphim better. That has me thinking.” Flame goes quiet again. Getting lost in her thoughts for a moment. Sharpness uses this moment to sort the information in his head. 

Boomiee used to hold the same position as ManePear and worked alongside the lion hybrid. Something occurred for the devil to be terminated from the position as seen in the files and by the siblings’ reaction to his question. Flame took over their position without choice. ManePear is holding information back from Sharpness and their younger sister. The tiger is also in the dark about most of the details.

“Mane and Clown hold the highest ranks as they work directly under the Heavenly Father. I guess my position is more of your role. A blade fo—” She started purring as Mane came over and started to pat her head. 

The lion hybrid spoke in a soft tone meant only for his sister, “Clown’s wondering if you want to do any extra shifts. He wants to fuck with Ferre by giving him a few more shifts.” Flame shook her head no. The tiger wasn’t lazy by any standard, she just despised working the current position she was. She loved her original position as a soldier and summoned. In Sharpness’ opinion, Flame would probably be a better angel than him if she didn’t have a tendency to be bloodthirsty and perfectionist.

Heaven envies the purity of the sibling love between these two. It’s such a sweet thing to see. Love as pure as Heaven, but behaviors sinful as Hell. Sharpness coughs to remind them that he was there. 

“About Boomiee? I’ll read through the documents, but I’m going to need the short answer as well.” 

Flame didn’t answer because she didn’t know what happened. She looked toward Mane, the lion seemed irked by the question.

“There was an error. It was placed on them. Now they’re serving a position on Earth. Sharpness, what caused this sudden interest in Boomiee?”

“I got my bound.” 

Flame interjected, ending her moment of silence, “Congratulations!”

Sharpness continued after giving her a small smile, “Thank you, Flame. Boomiee happens to be a friend to my bound. I felt something off about their presence that didn’t line up with the typical demon presence on Earth.” His wings moved from a lowered position into an upright stance.

“Before I could do anything, I was needed by the Elder to clear the souls which I got the report for. Thank you again Flame. After I sent the souls here, I returned to my bound and answered a question of his while asking Boomiee a few questions myself. They attempted to lie about being a Nether-born instead of Hell-born. They’re also born of mortality not divinity as well as gaining conscience in Limbo.” Mane took all of that into consideration and materialized a file in his hands. As he looked through the file, Flame leaned her head against the angel’s chest.

“Boomiee’s memories should have been erased unless Clown or another of the high ranks planned something.” The blond hummed.

“You’re overthinking something, Flame.” He’s sparred and known Flame long enough to see through her defenses.

“Damn you. Can you tell me how to not disappoint someone?” Oh, she found someone. This is quite cute, but her perfectionist nature might ruin her before the chance ever arrives.

“Tell me about the lucky fellow first.” She looked up into his eyes, there was a sparkle of excitement. Exciting her is hard, but knowing the right words to trigger it is sweet.

“Really?” Sharpness nods which allows her to start describing this person who caught her eyes. “His name’s Lomedy. Eyes color of warm honey. He’s a mortal sadly and really sweet. There’s not a chance I could get with him, but a lady can dream.” 

“Dreams can come true.” This was Sharpness’ attempt to comfort her.

“You’re just trying to make me feel better.” Flame is just a little more emotionally aware than him

“Did I do something wrong?” A bit of Conexion broke through. Serving was something he defaulted to when he felt like he couldn’t do anything.

“Go away, Conexion. Bring back Sharpness.”