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Hey

More pet au real fast

Ya know, because it won

More Genya cause i thought someone I know had asked for it but apparently it was something else that I will also be working on

Possible angst?

Lots of miscommunication and misunderstandings (ironic, right?)

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It had been a few months since you had purchased him and, possibly unintentionally, reunited him with his brother.

It had been long enough that you all had gone through a few of the common human holidays.

He had already known of these from past owners but none had gone as out of the way as you had.

The home was decorated to the point of when he saw it complete, he almost mistaked what house he was in. Even the smell had changed to what you had called "peppermint" for one, "cinnamon" or "pumpkin" for another. It was a strange smell that overwhelmed him at first, but you had lowered it when you saw the effect it had on your two demons.

That was another strange thing about you.

You CARED.

You paid attention to what upset them and what didn't. You did things that were inconvenient to yourself with little to no prompting from them.

So when he ended up hearing things he was pretty sure he wasn't supposed to, he is both surprised and not.

Not surprised that there was a price to the kindness, but a little at what the price was.

He had seen you and Sanemi enter a specific room at least once a day after the year ending holiday happened. He attempted to ignore it at first, doing his best to hurry past the room that he'd almost always hear some sort of grunting from.

However, it was difficult when he knew it was happening to his BROTHER. And a little awkward for him as well.

He didn't want to intervene at first, not wanting to make it worse for him or his brother, but when he really started to see how tired his brother looked even several hours after, Genya's worry got the best of him.

He had gone up to Sanemi, questions spilling from his mouth on "Why? How? Why would you agree?" One after another. Both wanting to know the arrangement his beloved brother had agreed to, but wanting to stay ignorant at the same time.

Sanemi had to grab a hold of him to get Genya to stop talking long enough to get a proper question out of him. He only succeeded in getting some sort of mish-mash of "door.. pains...owner.."

It took a while, but Sanemi managed to piece together something about Genya's worry with how bad he looks when he leaves the locked room.

Sanemi was confused, why was Genya so worried?

"It's fine. It's just to let off some steam. Why do you look so freaked out?"

Genya's worry quickly changed to almost straight up denial.

"Wait, you're not being forced? You.. you enjoy that?! With THEM?!"

Forced? Now Sanemi was VERY confused. Actually, now that he thought about it, how do you force exercise?

"What? No, of course not! It's just to help us. Plus, it's just fun. The heck is wrong with you today?"

"FUN?!" What was happening?! He never thought Sanemi like something like that! Especially with a human.

Sanemi slammed his hand on the carpeted floor, succeeding in making a 'thud' and looked Genya in the eyes.

"What the hell are you talking about?! 'Cause clearly we're not talking about the same thing!" Sanemi was pissed. He was being judged for something and he was pretty sure it was for it was something completely irrelevant to the current conversation.

"W-wha.. um.. do I really have to say it?" Genya was going slightly red, it was difficult enough for him when he was hinting at it, but to down right say it? He might as well die on the spot.

"If you want me to understand what the hell you're talking about me being ashamed for something that is helping me.." It was weird to admit out loud. He had been denying it for so long with you, and now he had to practically yell it to his brother so he would stop freaking out.

"Uh- ya know... you and.. the master... doin.." He tried to make as vague of a hand gesture as possible, leading to Sanemi just looking at him for a long moment.

He was almost worried he had seriously angered Sanemi somehow when said brother started laughing uncontrollably. What was so funny?

Sanemi was in TEARS. Genya thought he was doing THAT?! And with the master no less! He couldn't help it. The misunderstanding almost made sense, and that just made him laugh harder.

He hadn't laughed this hard in a long time, and what he was laughing at was one of the best things possible in his mind. (In the very back of his head, a little voice tucked away the thought that his little brother even knew about that possibility away for later, now was a time for laughter)

"It's EXERCISE!! Nothing more! And definitely not that." His face quickly changed to disgust, no wonder Genya was so confused.

"Yeah, the room you were talkin about, it's got a bunch of at home exercise equipment. Ya know, treadmills, weights, that kinda stuff. Not that crap, ya pervert."

"Oh"

Genya couldn't get more red if he tried. To make such a mistake! He wanted to hide in a hole for the rest of his life...

Genya was snaped out of his thoughts be an arm hoisting him up to stand. He looked at Sanemi confused as he led him out of the room and down the hall, only realizing what he was doing when they stopped in front of the door that started the whole thing.

"Ya wanna see?"

Sanemi was offering him to come with. It felt weird, knowing what he had thought was going on in here, only to now be proven (thankfully) wrong.

"Uh, I guess?"

Sanemi opened the door and guided him in, seeing just what he had described. Weights and other equipment everywhere. It wasn't the biggest room in the house, but it was definitely not the smallest. It needed to be for the amount of stuff in there.

They heard some clanking and looked over to see you putting a bar back on the bench press hooks.

"Hey! You're late." You were talking to Sanemi, but you weren't angry, more confused than anything. "What took ya so long?"

"Sorry," Sanemi started, walking over to you, grabbing a water bottle on the way from the mini fridge you both had put in here a while ago. "Had to clear something up real fast with him."

Sanemi pointed back to his brother, who stood there like a dear in headlights.

You were just sitting there, but you were in a tanktop with shorts, sweating, and chugging some water. It felt cliché, but his face started to warm again. You were just talking with Sanemi, laying down to get back to your workout, Sanemi getting in position to spot you.

Grnta more or less just watched for a while, seeing his brother going ham on one of the punching bags. He really did look like he was having fun.

This was... a weird home.

But a home he would like to keep if allowed..

A demon is never allowed anything...

Yooo! I'm writing something!

This is a kny pet au thing

Mah friend wanted some Genya, so that's what she's getting :)

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Why was he so unlucky?

He knows he deserves this. He knows he did everything wrong. He knows it's all his fault.

Genya knows he left him. He knows Sanemi will say that he had to, but he doesn't believe that. He could have helped him. He could have just stayed. He could have done anything other than just leave.

So, he knows he deserves all the pain. Home after home. All the same.

He had been starved to the point of cannibalism. Only then did he get the energy his body needed to truly grow.

But it was too late. He was already out of the ring by the time his everything increased. No longer small enough to be wanted as a simple house pet.

His last one saw the potential the first one thought they did.

So, he ended up right back in the ring. Full circle.

All the pain he went through for nothing. Except now, he doesn't have his big brother's shoulder to cry on when being the chew toy of the ring was too much.

Execpt now, he isn't a chew toy. He's one of the fighters. One of the killers. And he hates himself for it. He never wanted this. All he and his brother ever wanted was to he left alone.

Left in that alleyway to fend for themselves. But at least then they didn't have to kill their own kind.

Everyone knew who's territory was who's. No one had to fight.

And now, everything is flipped.

You ONLY get food if you kill. You can't show mercy, that's not fun to watch.

So, there he was, lying in his cage, waiting to be called in for his 5th fight in the last hour.

The pain is unbearable.

The throbbing in his head. The aching in his limbs. The water overflowing from his eyes. The blood still in his mouth. The footsteps walking his wa-

Genya jerks up. A little too fast as now his headache is back tenfold.

He waits a moment to get his vision cleared back up before slowly crawling as close as he dared to the bars of his little cage. He looked through just in time to see his handler and a new person walking up to the other cages.

The person was you.

He had never seen you before but there was something familiar about you. He knew it wasn't your appearance. He always remembers a human. It's hard to forget those he fears with his whole being.

But no. He has never seen you before in his life. But there was SOMETHING about you that made him happy. That made him feel safe. And he didn't like how powerful it was.

By the time you got around to his cage, it was clear what you were there for.

You were here... to buy one of them? From a fighting ring? He had never heard of such a thing.

Getting rescues? Sure. That was how HE was adopted after all. But straight out of the ring? Were you insane?

You must have been because the next thing he knew, you were standing right in front of him. You looked down at him with an expression of almost recognition.

"This one. This is the one I want."

The handler and Genya both shared a look of shock.

You wanted him? There was no way. But there was no hesitation in your voice. It was clear there was no changing your mind.

He wasn't sure if he was happy about this or not. Yes, he wanted out. Out of the ring. Out of the fowl air that always held the scent of death.

But did he really want to take the chance of a worse home? He knew it could get a lot worse for him easily.

However, just as always, he doesn't have a choice. And next thing he knows, you're handing over a large stack of cash to his, now old, handler. He was being drug out of his cage by his neck, just as the man had always done to get him out.

But, once he was handed to you, you held his chain with a much more gentle hold. Not one held high enough for him to just sit there and choke him. Not ine that held him so close to you he was practically leaned against your leg, only to get hit for touching a human without permission.

You held it with a hold that actually gave him room to move his head and even shimmy back if needed.

The words exchanged between you two were short, and soon he was being brought outside. He was being brought over to a newer looking car. You opened the door to the passenger seat and looked at him.

He was greatly confused. Was there someone else coming with?

It seemed he took too long as the next thing he knew, you were picking him up and placing him in said seat. It made no sense, however, as the front seats were for humans, not for demons.

Nonetheless, you close the door and walk around to the driver side.

He doesn't dare to move. How could he? You put him in a human seat. And he had no room to question you.

So he sat there, perfectly still the whole way. He couldn't help himself looking out the window, watching as the buildings slowly turned to trees.

Where were they going? He had never been out of the city. Even with the number of houses he had been to, they were practically down the street from each other.

A few more minutes into the ride, and you're pulling off to a dirt road, up a small hill, and past a gate, right to the front of a rather large house.

Not a mansion, not by a long shot. But a nice, two story house that was clearly cared for. Plants galore and a visible green house in the back.

Was that where he was staying? It would be difficult to stay out of the sun, but it was still better than other homes.

You pulled up to the house, climbing out of the car before going around to open the door and even helping him climb out, too.

He started to go down a train of thought of how surprisingly kind you've been with him but was abruptly cut off by yet another wave of feeling calm and safe to be around you.

It wasn't just you anymore, however. As of now, it seemed no matter where he was, all around him was "calm, safe, trust, love."

It was faint in the car as well. He realized quickly it was the smell, but he wasn't sure what scent would make him feel this to such an extreme.

As he thought of this, he mindlessly walked behind you, not even realizing he had followed you INTO THE HOUSE until carpet met his bare feet.

When he did come back to his senses, he tried to step back out quickly, only to hit the door you had just shut.

"I'm home! And I brought someone with I think you'll want to see!" You had called out like he was an old friend.

He was scared, completely out of his element in a human house. He tried to calm himself but found it a little too easy as the nice smell seemed to be everywhere in here.

"I'm right here." A voice came out of nowhere that resided on the couch.

You walked over and started talking to the one laid out of the couch. The couch was faced away from him, so he couldn't see who it was, but the voice seemed oddly familiar, too.

However, when you introduced him and the one on the furniture whipped his head around fast enough to send it flying off, Genya was left with no more wondering.

Now more wondering of the calming smell, or the familiar voice, why it all made him feel safe.

The owner of it all was the dear brother he was so afraid to see.

"'Nemi..?"

More Pet AU (click for clarity)

Or what if the Phantom siblings were cursed into pets and the Batkids found them.

Jazz is a borzoi/Russian wolfhound, Dan is a Turkish boz shepherd, Danny is a Turkish angora, and Dani is a calico cat. When the Dannies transform, Dan’s colors get inverted, Danny is a tuxedo cat, and Dani’s fur turns full black.

Inspiration:

Hey pet au people, I have a question.

what are you imagining?

When you say stuff like, "Belphlgor is usually solitary but when paired with Beelzebub has an easier time cohabitating with two or more other pets" are you imagining the boys in their demon forms? As animals? Is it a Catboy situation, or are they just their normal selves but demons are seen as pets? How big are they?

When you say the names specifically and apply specific behaviors on them, are we as readers supposed to take that as them being a species? Hypothetically could I adopt like 5 Lukes?

Ok so, that was more than one question but still-