Nero Lazy Songfic

by The Violet Flames of Moonlight

As the name suggests, it's a play on Nero being lazy, and "The Lazy Song" by Bruno Mars! I made it because I felt like it one day, not because I figured it'd be good. Bad summary, just read and see what's what. Rated T due to the nature of the song

First DMC songfic, second I've ever written. This one was probably written as lazily as the song describes, but that doesn't matter. Try listening to the "Lazy Song" by Bruno Mars while reading this. Relax, enjoy, and be lazy ;)

Nero, scowling, sprawled on the couch and jammed his headphones on, quickly immersing himself in his loud music. Sinking into the sofa as he relaxed, he let the sounds wash over him, his playlist on shuffle. By the time it arrived at his favourite song, he was perfectly happy, absentmindedly singing along without realising it, head bobbing in time to the beat.

"Today I don't feel like do-in' eee-nything. I just wanna lay in my be-head. Don't feel like pickin' up ma phone, so leave a message at the to-one, because today I swear I'm not doing anything. I'm gonna kick my feet up and stare at the fan." He stretched, moving his arms behind his head, easing into his new position, breathing a contented sigh at the music. "I'll be lounging on the couch just chillin' in my snuggie, click to MTV so they can teach me how to dougie."
"Cause in my castle I'm the frik-ken man," Dante finished, running a towel over his damp hair and smirking. "Oh yes I said it, I said it! I said it cause I ca-an~" he taunted, poking his tongue out at his nephew before readjusting the towel around his waist. Nero glared in response before attempting to go back to his music and forget the scarring mental image, bobbing his head to try and put himself back in the mood.

"Tomorrow I'm gonna wake up, do some P90X-"
"Meet a really nice girl, have some really nice sex-"
"Dante! What the hell is your problem?!" Said silverette just smirked and replied "It's the lyrics, dumbass." Nero rolled his eyes in response. "I might mess around and get my college degree, I bet my old man will be so proud of me!" Dante snorted, grinning from ear to ear. "That he will not! He doesn't give a damn and you know it." Glaring, Nero flipped him off. "And it's the lyrics and you know it, Old Man!" The older male frowned before shrugging off the insult, heading to his room out of boredom.

"No I ain't gonna comb my hair, coz I ain't goin' anywhere. No no no no no no-no no no oh~! I'll just strut in my birthday suit, and let everything hang loose. Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah~! Ooh today I don't feel like doing anything, I just wanna lay in my bed. Don't feel like picking up my phone, so leave a message at the to-one, cause today I'm not doing anything…"