Chapter 4

Midnight Feedings.

Author's Note: "Everyone seems to like this story, I am so happy! I'm glad you enjoy it. And thanks to DevilWriterN, my writing is getting better and better. So enjoy this chapter!"

~Silver.


Midnight Feedings.

Since Devil May Cry didn't have that much rooms, he thought the baby should stay in his room, plus he didn't want the other room destroyed as well, the kid was really ruining his life, maybe thats why he chose not to have kids in the near future. First, he pulled down that lovely girl's skirt, and then messed up his shop.

As soon as he had laid down on his bed, the baby started crying -again-. Dante was getting sick of this, he had already thought about sending flyer's or a stupid pigeon, just to get the word out if someone lost a baby.

The baby would keep on crying if no one went to check it! Dante groaned and got up, threw the sheets off him, went and walked noisily and angrily down the hall.

"What?!" he yelled at the baby, which -of course- made him cry even more. "Dang, I should know that babies hate to be yelled at. Okay, I'm sorry..."

The baby stopped as soon as Dante, gently, swayed him side to side. The baby looked innocent, but Dante still wanted to get rid of him.

'Was that it? What did it want? Babies are more confusing than women!' thought Dante to himself. He flipped the baby over to check if he needs a nappy change, he looked fine and smelt fine. Plus, he just changed his diaper!

He thought a little bit what the old woman had told him:

"Dante when babies cry, it is only two things, nappy change and food. Think you can remember that?" The old woman said as she sat down on her couch.

"It's only two things right? So what do babies eat?"

"Baby food of course!"

"Great... I don't have any..." Dante said.

"You don't? Didn't you pick some up while you were at the supermarket."

"Hehe, funny story about that, you're gonna laugh!" Dante said nervously.

"Am I?" She said in a warning type of voice.

"Okay, truth is, I kinda... stole the diapers."

"And by 'kinda' you mean?" She asked.

"I ran like hell."

"Dante! You can't steal diapers! Didn't you have any money on you?!" She said yelling.

"Why the hell do you think I ran like hell?! For exercise?!" He yelled back to her.

"Well then... go to another supermarket and pick up some food."

"With this little monster?! No way! He can just starve!"

"Dante!" She yelled.

"Fine!" Dante said, he picked up the baby, and strapped him in tightly. He then briskly, walked out and went for the door, not after stealing $30 dollars from the woman.

"Dante..." She said warningly.

"No worries, I'll pay you back..."

"Alright."

"Sucker..." Dante said as he was outside.

Dante looked at the kid, he knew that if he didn't need a nappy change, he needs to eat, something Dante was very fond of. He wrapped him gently round his arms and went downstairs. "Come on you little monster."

Dante went in the kitchen and poked his head in the fridge, he whipped out a jar of baby food, he placed the kid on the table and gave him the jar, The baby didn't know what to do with it, he just stared at it, then at Dante.

"What? Don't you know how to eat?" He asked him. "Oh, I see." Dante said again, he went near the baby and unscrewed the jar, placed one had over the round metal object and tried to unscrew it, but it was too tight. He gave it with all his best force, he then tried again, with more strength. The lid, flew off, with great speed, hit the ceiling, then bounced off and hit the lamp, then bounced off it and flew out the closed window, the glass splattered everywhere as a distant car alarm can be heard. The baby just laughed as Dante kept looking out the window wide eyed. "You didn't see anything. Got it?" He told the baby who was now playing with the spoon.

Dante rolled his eyes and placed the jar in front of the baby, the baby started banging his spoon on the jar. Dante just looked at him confused. "Oh!" Dante realized that the baby didn't know how to eat. He tried to take the spoon away from the kid, but he just held it close like a blanket. "Now, now, give Dante the spoon." Dante said to him, the baby kept squeezing it tight to his chest. "Give me the spoon!" Dante yelled losing all patience, he grabbed the spoon and started to tug at it, the baby tugged back. Dante and the baby are now locked in the most deadly battles of all- tug of war.

Dante successfully pulled the spoon away from the baby, but send Dante to roll backwards and hit the wall which caused three or four pictures to fall and break on his head. The baby laughed hysterically at our devil hunter, who is now steaming. "It's not funny! Let's see how you like it when I roll you huh!?" The baby started crying again. "Please, stop crying." He begged the baby.

It took Dante and hour, half of it which took to calm the baby down, then he put him to bed, which after three hours he started crying, more breaking windows with flying lids and more nappy changing. Now he knows why someone left this kid on his doorstep, he was freakin' impossible to take care of.

The next day, Dante called up Lady who helped him make the flyers. Tomorrow they shall start the flyer sticking, he just hoped that someone will call for him.


Author's Note: And chapter 4 finished! Wow, took Dante long enough to realize that babies have no clue what to do with a spoon and a jar of food.

Next Chapter: Flying Flyers.

~Silver.