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Raphael sighed, he sat down near one of his best friends, Mephistopheles.
“Hey, you alright?”
The angel gave him a slight glare, “Yea I’m great Meph, my twin brother definitely didn’t jus’ lie to me.”
The other demon snorted,
“Mammon? Like THE Mammon lied? Your kidding.”
Raphael shook his head quickly,
“I’m not seriously, he really jus, he looked me in the eyes an’ lied to me. For something that wasn’t his usual clear ‘I broke or stole somethin’ lie it- it was a bold faced, amazing lie I jus knew was a lie but it was so real. I jus, I don’t believe what he told me could ever be true but, he.. Mephi has he ever lied to you before?”
Mephistopheles stopped in his tracks looking at the angel,
“That… That’s different Raph, listen Mammon, Mammon doesn’t lie unless it's truly important, his stupid clearly a lie to try to get away with some grimm thing doesn’t count. His genuine lies, the ones which are harder to pick out, rarely appear which is why they're hard to pick out but he hates lying. ESPECIALLY to loved ones.”
Raphael sighed once more,
“Alright but since he has lied to you what was it about?”
Silence, the two sat in silence for a few moments, they couldn’t speak. They spoke through thoughts, through the memories running through each others heads. The few instances they had both been lied to by the greed demon they both cherished.
Michael, crimes,crimes,getting shot at, Michael, these were almost the only things he lied about. I mean it was simple, he would lie about the illegal crimes he harshly committed, and he would lie about all the things Michael or Lucifer did.
“Hm brother what are ya doin?”
Michael picked up the shorter angel,
“Well Mams I’m getting some training items prepared for you and Raph. You both are almost 600 you need to learn ta-”
The archangel cleared his throat, as to not let the accent his brothers adored out,
“To do some basic things, get better at flying and fighting, things like that.”
Mammon nodded, Micheal letting the other go and speak excitedly to his crow friends and his twin. Micheal loved seeing his brothers excited about their angelic teachings and duties. Let’s say the two’s ADHD (Mammon) and autism (Raphael) make them curious angels who love learning new things, even if messing up gets a punishment.
Sometimes big, sometimes small, the punishment was usually the shed, it was placed in the middle of their garden, Micheal would set one, if not both, into the shed for a short or long period of time without food. This continued for all of Mammon’s years as an angel, but quit as Raphael had gotten busier and forgotten slowly of the incidents, and so did his brother.
Now in the devildom if anyone ever questions how he was raised he only answers “Hm wanna know ‘bout the Great Mammon’s childhood aye? Well yer in luck I can tell ya alllll bout the time I found Levi! Oo or made flower jewelry with Asmo!”
“Uhm, well Micheal was great to live with but-”
Then there’s the other main lie,
“SHIT MEPHI WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?????? YER GONNA GET SHOT FUCK GET DOWN!”
Mammon jumped atop of the other demon, the two now on the ground as the people continued shooting and missing as the two got up and ran. By the time they had gotten to a safe zone Mephistopheles was confused, and Mammon was shot once.
“Mammon what the actual Diavolo was that about?”
His boyfriend hesitated before shrugging,
“They must’ve mistaken me fer someone else or somethin.”
He would do this all the time, he would come home or go to Mephi’s limping or slightly crying as he would get shot and the pain would get worse and worse, if he got shot those days, he wasn’t bad at dodging though. Most times when this happened he wouldn’t arrive while bleeding or anything, but some days he did and it traumatized everyone when he would joke about it and act like this was normal, as well as not caring much even as he was lightheaded from bleeding out.
Mammon scared the shit out of people for this, all the time. They would ask in a rush what happened and it was always the same thing. Thought I was someone else or something very similar. The person would help care for the wound then Mammon would joke about it. The only times he would take care of the wound before arriving home or to Mephi’s is when he knew Raphael was there. Everyone had slowly started realizing that, except for Raphael.
“So uhm those are basically the only lies he tells why?”
Raphael shrugged,
“That’s… that’s basically what he lied to me ‘bout told me ta be careful of Michael when I go back up since I’ve been gettin’ closer ta him lately.”
Mephistopheles nodded, he sighed
“Wasn’t a lie you know. You should be careful of Michael when you go back.”
“How so?”
Mephi scoffed slightly,
“Buddy this was one of the things he would lie about. I don’t know why but if he’s lying about something then it's serious and what he told you would not be a lie. Now let's not talk about this alright?”