Kittypon: Hey me here.
Vincent: Yes they know that
Kittypon: (glares at Vincent)
Vincent: I think Ill go back to my corner now
Kittypon: Yeah that might be best. Any ways we would like to thank…Drum role pleas.
Dante: (starts to shake a can with rocks)
Kittypon: Uhh, close enough, any ways we would like to thank Lord Makura for being my ever person to review EVER!
Dante: (still shaking can) "Whoop"
Kittypon: Yes, we thank you for your review Lord Makura so we dedicate this chapter to you!
Dante: (Still shakes can) By the way if you review me and Vince here will make sure Kittypon here will write back to you.
Kittypon: Oh yeah and what if I don't?
Vincent: Do you really want to find out?
Kittypon: …No, any ways enjoy chapter 3 I welcome you not! I, Welcome you not. No really you, guys what would you do?
Dante woke up the next morning feeling much better. He sat up from the bed looking around then quickly laid back down hitting his head on the wall. "Ouchies." He sat up a little slower this time rubbing his head. He stood up and looked around the room he was in for the first time while being there. Nothing big the room was empty only a bed with a small table was under the window. Dante looked out the window and saw the sun coming in through the thin curtains. Dante smiled and climbed on the bed opening the window letting a nice breeze come into the stuffy room and watched from a little distance as the curtains danced with the breeze flowing the bed and took the time to really look as the curtains flowed up then spread then spread and slowly came back down and Dante smiled, such a simple thing but it made Dante feel so happy and good inside for some strange reason.
Dante then remembered the man from last night and started for the door but then stopped as he crossed a mirror he backed up to look at him self. He had silver hair that was short in the back but he had long bangs that went to his shoulders that slightly covered his big charcoal eyes. He wore a thick black sweat band with flaps that cover both ears and strings attached to the bottom of the flaps to keep his long bangs out his eyes. He wore a thick strap tank top that had a hood with panda ears and black and grey camouflage pants that he tied at his calves a little under his knees to show hiss ankles. Lots of zippers and a chain hanging on the right side of his hip, black high ankle shoes with 2 velcro straps on each one that he doesn't care to strap and baggy socks that go up to his knees that you cant see right now because in the day time he rolls his socks over his shoes which actually look pretty cool over his shoes. On his right hand he wore a black finger less glove and on the left was more like a sleeve that fell over his hands and ended bunching up at his wrist.
"Im still in a little pain but at least I can walk now. Dante walked down the stairs and saw the doors that he picked and smiled. He then went to the right looking around at the decaying walls and peeling paint. He then saw a vase and walked over to it bending over placing his hands on his knees putting his face up close. He stared like a curious child then just like that child put his finger out and poked the vase making it wobble then tip and fall off the small thin table and smashing into thousands of little pieces to the floor. He just stood there hands on his knees finger still out to touch frozen, then he stood up with a hand on his hip and the other scratching behind his head and a confused look on his face. "Oops." "I see that you are feeling better." Dante turned around with his hand still on his head as if not caring that some one might of saw him break the vase and not even try to save it. The man looked at the broken vase on the ground. "That was a cremation of some one."
Dante looked down at the broken vase then he saw the ashes all over the floor. He looked at his hand that was on his head disgusted then wiped his hands on his shirt and pants. "Was he a relative?" The man slowly shook his head eyes closed. "I did not know them, but know their ashes lay all over my floor." The man closed his eyes as if slightly annoyed by this, while he did this Dante started to push the broken glass and ash under the rug behind him with his foot still looking at the man with his hands behind his back. When he looked back at Dante, Dante quickly stopped and stood as if nothing happened. "Well my name is Dante, not Dante, Daaanteee, got it?" "I would think so." "Good now what is your name?" The man closed his eyes and turned to walk away. "It doesn't matter for you are not staying here long enough for you to need to cal my name."
Dantes face dropped. "What?" The man stopped but did not turn around and. "You may not stay." "You, you cant do this to me!" "I just did." Suddenly there was a loud thud and the man turned to see Dante an the ground cross legged on the floor pouting with his arms crossed glaring at the man. "I am not moving from this spot." "That is very childish of you." Dante turned red. The man seemed to sigh. "Vincent." "Huh?" "My name is Vincent." Dante smiled and jumped back up to his feet. "Any last names?" "I gave you a fair amount of information on my self as you." Dante shrugged his shoulders. "Fair, enough." Dante ran by Vincents side. "So does that mean I can stay?" "It means what you want it to mean." "Great! I want to stay! So now what?" "You need a tour of the mansion." "Yes!"
Vincent gave the tour of the whole mansion except one door. "Hey Vince, whats behind that door?" Vincent turned to look at the door. "…That is the basement, it is dark and dangerous so it is best if we don't go down there." "Yeah." They made it back in the beginning and Vincent opened the front door and Dante happily strode on through in front of Vincent who held the door open for him. "Wow Vince, this is a pretty big front yard, but I guess that is how it is with mansions hu? …Vincent?" Dante turned around to see the front door slam shut and a loud click could be heard. Dante was frozen then put his hand to his head in a thinking mode. "I think he was planning on doing that in the way beginning…Im rubbing off on him!"
Dante ran up to the door and started pounding away. "Vincent you jerk that was low and uncalled for!" Dante could just barely here the muffled voice on the other side of the door that he had to put his ear to the door. "I told you, you cant stay." "Why not?" There was silence on the other side of the door. "Vincent!" "…You cant come in." At that Dante heard foot steps heading away from the door. "Vincent, Vincent!" Dante stepped away from the door and went in his pockets for his bobby pin and slim metal stick. He found them and started to pick the lock. After about 30 minutes he gave up and sat down on the porch to think. "Stupid Vincent Ill show him to throw me out and make me look like a fool." Dante sat there for about an hour then got up to find another way into the house when he couldn't find one he frowned and laid down on the ground. "Im so hungry." "If you are hungry, you should go home." Dante looked up to see Vincent standing over him.
"YOU!" Dante stood up. "Why are you out here?" "…This is my home, I am able to see my back yard when ever I pleas." Dante rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "…Vincent?" Vincent looked up to Dante then was slightly taken back when Dante cried out. "Pleas oh pretty pleas let me stay! I promise to be good, honest!" Vincent sighed. "You really don't have any where to go, do you?" Dante stood up from Vincents leg he was hugging. "Well actually-." "Then you go there." And with that Vincent turned around and started to walk away. "NOOOOO!" Dante dived for Vincents cape making Vincent stop. "Pleas! I cant! I owe my friend money! Im on the run, and my girl friend tried to poison me!" Dante stopped to think about that. "Now that I mention it, my last girl friend tried to poison me to….Im NOT safe any where!" Vincent seemed to be thinking really hard. "…Fine, you may stay up to 3 more nights." Dante almowt jumped to the 2nd floor window to the mansion. "Oh THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU! You wont regret this Vincent Ill make it up to you!" "I already am regretting this." They both walked in to the house Dante chatting away and Vincent regretting and thinking of ways to get rid of Dante without leaving any evidence.
Kittypon: Hey! That was chapter 3 I like it!
Dante: Of coars you do, you wrote the story.
Kittypon: Keep talking and im gonna put rat poison in your food tonight.
Vincent: I think she is serious, maybe you should listen this time
Kittypon: Thank you Vincent
Dante: Whos side, are you on Vincent?
Vincent: Neither I came over for dinner
Dante: Shouldn't you be having dinner with your corner?
Vincent: I would but I have seem to misplaced it.
Dante&Kittypon: …
Kittypon: Um, well, ok! Ill help you search!
Vincent: (nods his head)
Kittypon: Ok well im going to help Vincent find his wall until the 4th chapter!
Dante: (mumbles something about dinner and pulls macaroni from cabinets)