Well, this is the first of 25 word-prompted one-shots. I'm determined to get all of them posted here, because I always see ones that don't finish or whatever. Anyways. To the fiction! Enjoy C:
1. Waffles
Another day at Devil May Cry. The phone was gathering dust, the number of customers who called had reached an all-time low. Dante sat behind the desk, his feet propped on the surface of the desk while a magazine covered his face but by no means quieted the snores that occasionally left his lips. Nero, who was also plagued with boredom because of the decline in jobs, sat on the rather unattractive sofa that rested some distance from the desk. A plate of waffles rested on his lap, drenched in syrup as he cut into them with the fork and ate greedily. It was a nice change from the constant pizza he was forced to eat. However, his pleased attitude towards the warm waffles was beginning to dwindle as the snores were getting on his nerves.
As he lifted the fork to his lips, to take another bite, an idea formed in his head as he glanced sideways at Dante, a devious smirk coming to his lips. Although it would cost his waffles, it would reward him with some entertainment. Quickly cutting the pieces up, he set the fork aside before picking a small piece of the syrup coated waffle, and throwing it at Dante.
Fail. A frown came to Nero's lips as the waffle bit landed a few inches short of the desk, and about a foot and a half short of his intended target. That was... embarrassing. In his defense, however, he had never thrown a waffle chunk-so how was he supposed to know how far it went?
Picking up another piece, he threw it harder this time, it going clear over Dante's head. Nero grumbled softly, irritated that his waffle-throwing-abilities sucked. He tried again, this time the waffle chunk hit Dante in the chest, the syrup causing it to stick to the man's black shirt. Nero laughed, covering his mouth quickly. The waffle chunk didn't wake the man, so why ruin the fun?
Throwing a few more pieces, the front of Dante was soon covered with syrup-y waffle pieces, and Nero was trying not to burst out laughing. Another idea struck him, and he equipped another chunk; this would be incredibly risky, but at the same time, incredibly worth it if it hit it's intended target. He threw it, hold his breath. The waffle piece hit the magazine over Dante's face, knocking it off onto the floor with a small thud. Nero waited, watching Dante's face twitch before the man continued sleeping, a snore leaving his lips. Nero grinned, doing a small fist-pump of victory.
Now, for the conclusion of his fun.
Nero had a second waffle on his plate, one which he did not cut up because he was worried that Dante would wake easily and his fun would be over, and he'd also be out of waffles. He smeared the entire thing around in the syrup, making sure it was drench and soggy with the liquid, before lifting it to throw.
Chucking it, the waffle landed smack on Dante's face, the soggy waffle covering his face effectively, syrup running down the side of his head. Nero sat there, unable to control his laughter, and sudden broke out it a fit of amusement.
Dante, on the other hand, opened his eyes to find a dark, sweet smelling thing covering his face, with some gooey substance running down his face. He slowly lifted a hand, removing it, a deep frown set on his face. He stared at it for a long time, before turning his eyes to Nero, who lay on his side having a laughing fit.
"Is this... Is this a fucking waffle?" Dante muttered, before looking down and seeing the chunks on his shirt, the syrup staining the black fabric. He ground his teeth together, before standing up, staring at Nero, the soggy waffle still in his hand. A dangerous smirk came to his face, and Nero noticed, sitting up. He bit his bottom lip, to try to keep from laughing. However, he soon realized he was in danger as Dante slowly advanced towards his position, and was quickly up running for the door of Devil May Cry.
"Come back, Nero! I'm just going to shove this waffle up your ass!" Dante shouted, chasing after the other male.