It was eerily quiet this time of day. There was no shouting, no gun fire, no splintering of wood as a certain half demon made a dramatic entrance. Nothing.
You sat, legs crossed at Vergil's desk while going over paperwork and bills. Dante sat at his own desk with boots propped atop his cluttered desk while he flipped through a car magazine. Ebony and Ivory lay on the pile of empty pizza boxes. Every so often the gun-wielder would make a comment about working class girls, causing you to fling a chewed pencil at him.
Sitting in a well-used armchair was the older of the twins.
Vergil watched out of the corner of his eye as you gnawed pencil after pencil before tossing each to the top of his desk (and eventually tossing them at Dante, not that he minded of course). It was amusing to watch you try so hard for their sake, adorable actually.
Nero lay sprawled on the couch, Red Queen sitting in a corner beside him while he listened to whatever music played through his headphones while pretending not to care about the small bickering between the red-coated devil hunter and yourself.
"Geez old man, why do you always have to bother the only people who actually try to do work here?" Nero spat out as Dante made a rather, perverse, comment about how much wood a woodchuck could chuck.
"Now kid don't be like that. Jealousy is the ugliest trait you know." Dante smirked as Nero snorted, jerking his head away from the senior devil hunter.
"Why would I be jealous of someone with liver spots?" Dante chuckled, the sound of page flipping sounding from Dante's direction as the half demon browsed the magazine.
"No need to bring Vergil into this kid." Aside from a heated glare, the stern blue-clad twin said nothing.
"I wasn't talking about-"
"Both of you shut it!" you flung a pen at Nero and a stapler at Dante.
"Why did you throw the stapler at me babe? The kid's the one who needs to learn quicker reflexes." A pen smacks against the side of Dante's head in response. You grin, crossing your arms over your chest.
"It doesn't look like NERO, because that is his name you know, needs to learn about reflexes."
Vergil ignores the lot of you, preferring to sharpen Yamato instead of get involved in the ceaseless bickering.
"Vergil, could you come look at this? It stats something about chronicling all of the jobs you've taken on this year but there are several holes in the time sheets. Especially Dante's." Before you had even finished speaking, a pair of ice blue eyes stared down at you from the corner of the immaculate desk. A short time ago you would've jolted from shock, but you were used to his stealthy ways by now.
"Give me them." You hand over the papers, your fingers gently brushing the older twin's cool skin.
"I wasn't sure how you wanted me to word them inside either." It didn't take a genius to see the unbelievably perverted smirk cross the red-clad twin's face.
"You want a devil inside you babe?" You were growing immensely tiresome of Dante's comments when you were working.
"Absolutely. What time are you available Vergil?" Nero had to choke down laughter as Vergil snorted from where he sat back in the armchair. One look at Dante's face and you couldn't stifle the laughter growing in your chest.
Author's Note: The first of these drabbles. Hope you like it! Thanks for reading! Sincerely, Kay.