Fun little dabbled about bread.
Set a bit after dmc 3
If Vergil didn't go to the demon realm and is Nero's parent.
This Idea came to me when I ate a sandwich with Potato bread. :D
Dante was a rather picky eater, even when he was young. Vergil on the other hand was not, on occasions he'll state that he does not like a particular food, but it didn't take much to please him. Like now, Vergil was exhausted; he'd been doing all the shopping lately, because if he had trusted Dante with the task, his twin would just spend it on pizza and strawberry ice cream. To be frank Vergil was not a fan of pizza.
The blue haired twin held his small infant in his arms that seemed to sense that his father was tired of walking around today and the baby seemed to be annoyed as well. Last thing on the list was bread. Bread was simple right? Wrong. Nero decided he was hungry and began to cry uncontrollably. This stressed the male very much. Vergil was not a patient man. He cringed at the idea of shoving his finger in his son's mouth but right now that was his only choice. While Nero sucked on the finger, Vergil grabbed a random bag of bread off the shelf then making it quickly to the checkout stand.
Once home everything seemed to calm down. The girls offered to watch the baby while Vergil put the food away in the fridge, which never made it back to its spot in the kitchen away. Midway into the kitchen to put the pantry food away Vergil stopped. The bag he held in his hands was the bread, but it seemed that he grabbed the wrong one. This was Potato bread. "Why would they make such a thing?" He asked himself. The blue male shrugged it off and just put it away. He'd worry about it later.
It was a slow day at the shop and the head devil hunter was hungry. Lady had protested in allowing Dante to order pizza because she knew his older brother would throw a fit over it. So Dante decided to make a sandwich. Vergil did just buy bread and how hard could I be? Lady almost had a heart attack; Dante was making his own food. Dante never did anything without Vergil already having it done. "Must be a parent thing to always have everything prepared." Lady thought to herself.
The woman picked up the bag of bread out of curiosity; then cringed. "Potato bread" She read aloud. Her voice catching Dante's attention.
"What?" Dante asked confused at what he just heard.
"Vergil bought Potato bread you nitwit." Lady answered handing him the bag.
The male snatched the bag from Lady's hand. "I swear he's doing this on purpose!"
"Maybe he's over your bad eating habits." Lady teased.
Dante stared at his sandwich in disgust. He was hungry and Vergil wasn't going to cook today. So he did the only rational thing; eat the damn thing. Lady watched Dante take on bite in disgust. It was really a funny expression but it didn't last too long. Dante's second bite was much bigger this time and Lady stared in astonishment. "The dumbasss is actually eating this?" The black haired woman said to herself.
"This is so good, Lady try it," The sliver haired male said to her; the sandwich in his hands in her direction.
Lady almost objected but Dante shoved the food in her mouth, forcing her to take a bit into it. The black haired girl was going to spit it out but hell Dante was right. The sandwich was amazing. She took a second bite before letting Dante take a bite. Dante noted to make a shopping list for Vergil so he would by this bread more often.
So in case someone brings up the argument that Vergil should not have shoved his finger in baby Nero's mouth, Babies saliva protects them from any bacteria and sometimes I have to shove my finger in my nieces mouth. So it's not weird.
Anyway review if you want.
