Yes this is a short chapter but everytime I tried to write it my computer froze and I lost everything. It was gonna be a short chapter anyway. Also it had to be posted on a Friday for my amusement.

Dante: Your amusement along with this chapter was torture.

Lady: Don't most people think it's torture anyway?

Nero: Yes that's why Wolf made this chapter. Even though it's old now and not popular anymore it's still torture.

Dante: Who cares? It was horrible!

Wolf: I could always do it again if you want Dante.

Dante: No!

Nero Lady and Trish: DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT DO IT!

Dante: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! *runs away*

Sparda: Cant you stop doing that to him?

Wolf: Fine then. Eva get the muffins! (refur to the muffin chapter)

Sparda: NOOOOO! *runs away*

Wolf: Anyway story start.

"Go away old man." I said to a begging Dante.

"Come on kid I said I was sorry." said Dante.

"Go away." I said getting up to walk into the kitchen. Dante trailed close behind me.

"Come on kid. Forgive me please?" asked Dante.

"No." I said.

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Please?"

"Dante-"

"Please?"

"Dante."

"Please?"

"Dante I swear-"

"Please?"

"Stop it."

"Please?"

"Dante stop-"

"Please?"

"Dante I'm warning you-"

"Please?"

"Will you stop?"

"Please?"

"Dante!"

"Please?"

"Old man-"

"Please?"

"Dante!"

"Please?"

"Dante!"

"Please?" SMACK! I hit Dante over the head with a chair that I had magically been able to get while he was begging. He was old cold and had a small trickle of blood coming from his temple.

Brushing aside the broken chair peices I picked up Dante and carried him to the couch. He was a lot heavier then I thought he would be. I set him down on the couch and walked back to the kitchen to clean up the broken chair peices. I threw them away and got a strawberry soda from Dante's fridge. The old man's fridge looked like Candyland. Nothing but sweets starwberry sundaes, pizza and sugar. Even the inside was painted pink, yellow, and light shades of blue and green.

I leaned against the fridge and stared at Dante. He was still out. I was thinking about what I could do to him. He's been doing this for days and it was getting annoying. I couldn't think of a single thing. I looked around the room to get an idea. His devil arms? I could sell them but he would find a way to get them back. His fridge? I could change the food in there and paint the inside a different color but he would just change it back. His drums? I could destroy them knowing he cant afford to replace them. Then again he could just go to a store and steal a new set.

A cat. Dante always said he hated them. A little kitten would be nice but a rabid cat would be better. I could picture it now. (Nero's fantasy.)

Dante was sleeping on the couch. I carefully and quitely walked down the steps. In one hand I held a webcam and a bottle. In the other I held a cat carrier. Inside was a black cat. I had gotten the cat from a shelter. The cat had rabbies and was about to get it's shots when I got him. He was also pretty rabid and I had to be careful with him. I'm only renting the cat for about a hour and I had about 20 minutes till he had to be returned.

I carefuly set the carier down. Dante was still asleep. I took the little bottle and opened it. I didnt know exactly what it was or what was in it. I found it on the internet. Whatever it was made cats go crazy and attack anything with the scent on it. I'm not sure why it made them go crazy or why this stuff had no name. It didn't matter to me. It was just funny.

I walked to the kitchen and looked under the sink. Finding what I was looking for I quitely walked back to the couch where the older hunter was. Pulling out a pair of yellow gloves I carefully opened the bottle. If this stuff made cats as rabid as it says I didn't want to take chances. The cat started to hiss. I think he started to smell whatever this stuff was. I carefully set the bottle down as the cat hissed louder. The website said this could happen so I thought ahead. I pulled out a pair of earplugs from my pocket. Now the hard part would be getting them in Dante's ears. Carefully leaning over the older hunter, I tilted his head and put one in. He stopped snoring for a moment but soon continued. I lifted his head up a bit and put in the other ear plug. That was easier then I thought.

There wasnt much time left. I had a laptop sitting on the table already ready to go. It was now or never. I took a rag out from my pocket and poured some of the bottle's clear contents onto it. I lightly dabbed the rag on Dante's face, forehead and chin. Gently lift his shirt and sleaves I dabbed some more on his arms, stomach and chest. There was about half of the bottle left. My next move would be tricky. I had to do it without waking the older hunter. I slowly unzipped the older hunters pants. I carefully pulled down Dante's pants and boxers to his ankles.

This was going to be extremely risky if he woke up. I took the bottle and gently sprinkled some over his hips, thighs and croch. I picked up the rag and spread it around. Dante had stopped snoring for a bit making me freeze. He continued to snore after a few minutes. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding and quickly continued. I sprinkled the rest on his legs and rubbed it in with the rag. When I finished i pulled his pants up stopping at his croch. An idea formed into my head. It would be cruel but worth it. I squezzed some of the liquid left on the rag onto his croch. He stopped snoring which was a bad sign. I would have about two minutes before he would wake up.

I pulled down his pants and zipped them up as quickly as I could. I quickly dabbed the older hunter's hair and face one more time. As for the rest of the liquid on the rag I squezzed it out on his clothes and rubbed it in. Reaching over I pulled out the ear plugs from his ears. Taking the bottle, rag, and ear plugs over to the trash can I threw them away. I took off the gloves and threw them away too. I hid the webcam among his devvil arms facing toward him. I had a few portable video cam's hidden to record at a different angles. I hid the laptop in the kitchen as the older hunter stirred.

Picking up the cat carrier I set in in the kitchen. I opened the little door and the cat practally ran out yowling. Dante had woken with a start at the sound of the cat.

"What the-" he started to say. The rest was cut off as the cat jumped onto his face and began to claw at him. Dante screamed and tried to pry the rabid rabbied the cat off his face. Before he could try the cat let go of his face and attacked where the smell of the liquid was strongest.

The cat began to claw and bite at his croch. Dante screamed some more and ran around in hopes the cat would let go. The cat held on and continued to bite and scratch. To my amesment the cat actully ripped through his pants and began to scratch and claw harder. The sudden new pain made Dante grab the cat and throw it at the couch. He got on his knees and held his croch where the cat had clawed him. It didn't last long before the cat came back for more. This time he grabbed onto Dante's leg.

Dante freaked out again and tried to pry him off. I watched from behind the counter in the kitchen. My laptop showed what Dante was doing from four different angles. Containing my laughter was getting harder and harder by the second. As I watched I started to hear some more meowing. The sound was coming from outside. Careful not to be seen I crawled over to the door and opened it. In a flash about seven more cats came busting into the office. All seven latched themselves onto Dante in different spots. I was about to close the door when five more came running through the door. I took a quick look outside to see ten more about to come inside. There was already 12 latched onto Dante at the moment. I only let about three more run inside before I shut the door.

There were now 15 cats attacking the older hunter. Four of the cats were attacking his croch. Four were attacking his arms with two on each arm. Four more were doing ths same for his legs. As for the other three, one was attacking his face and the other two were on his chest and stomach. He ran around trying to get all of the cats off but only m ade them angry. He looked like a giant furball running around. It was too hilarious.

I fell over crying and laughing at the thought of actully doing that to Dante. It would be worth it. After a few minutes I managed to stop laughing. I looked over at Dante to see him still unconsious. I didn't know how I was going to get back at him. I looked around the room some more to get more idea's. All that was left was my laptop sitting on the counter. I needed to do something that would really hurt him. I looked around the room some more and my eyes landed on the calender. It read Friday, July 8.

An idea suddenly popped into my head. It would be perfect. taking one last look at Dante, I went upstairs to his room. If I was going to do this I would need chains, weights, my headphones, and my laptop.

I woke up with a major headace. I couldn't believe the kid hit me over the head with a chair! When did he even get the chair? I tried to stand but my arms and legs refused to move. At this I stopped and took in my surroundings. I was chained to a chair. The chains connected to some weights on the floor. My body felt so still I couldn't move. I haven't felt this way since Nevan tried to suduce me in the middle of our fight. In front of me was my desk with Nero's laptop sitting on top. His headphones were sitting next to it.

"Glad to see your awake." said Nero. He stepped out from the kitchen and walked toward me. He had a weird almost evil look on his face.

"Kid, what's going on?" I asked.

"Revenge for annoying me." he said smirking.

"Really kid?" I said.

"Yes really." Nero said. I didn't like where this was going.

Not taking his eyes off of me he walked over to the laptop. He opened it up and set up a video. Nero picked up his headphones and set them over my ears.

"Have fun." he said taking a few steps back. He pressed play and walked over towards the door.

"Wait what is this kid?" I asked.

"Torture." he said as he left the office. I was alone with the laptop and this horrible video that began to play.

"What happened here?" I asked as I and the other's entered Devil May Cary. We came in to see Dante chained to a chair and wearing Nero's headphones. His eyes were rolled to the back of his head and a large amount of foam was coming from his mouth. Eva ran over to Dante and untied him. She went into a kitchen to get a wet towel to wipe away the foam on his mouth. Lady walked over to Dante and stole the money from his wallet. Trish and Vergil didn't do anything but stare at Nero who was currently laughing.

"Nero do you know what's going on?" I asked while cleaning my monicle.

"Yes Sparda. It's called revenge." he said as he walked over to Dante.

"Revenge for what?" asked Vergil.

"For annoying me" he said as he took his headphones off of my youngest son's head.

"What did you do to him excatly?" asked Eva. She had finished wiping his face and returned to the kitchen.

"All I did was-" he was cut off as Dante suddenly rammed into him. He tied up Nero with the chains and opened his laptop.

"PAYBACK IS A BITCH!" yelled Dante as he ran towards the doors of Devil May Cry. He closed the doors behind him as he laft. From the other side of the door it sounded like a metal pipe being bent and tied around the door handles.

Music began to play from the laptop. A girl that looked about 13 or 14 showing up on the screen.

7am waking up in the mornin'

Gotta be fresh gotta get downstairs

Gotta get my bowl my bowl of cereal

Seein' everything, the time is goin'

Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin'

Gotta get down to the bus stop

Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends

Kickin' in the front seat

Sittin' in the back seat

Gotta make my mind up

Which seat can I take?

It's Friday, Friday

Gotta get down on Friday

Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend

Friday, Friday

Gettin' down on Friday

Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend

Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)

Partyin', partyin' (Yeah)

Fun, fun, fun, fun

Lookin' forward to the weekend

After the whole incident back at Devil May Cry, I decided to get back at Dante again. Well we all sort of did after we recovered from the song. Everyone except Eva and Sparda did their own thing. I embraced my fantasy and got the cat and that weird liquid that made cats go crazy. It lasted about four hours. When the cats finially stopped I returned the cat to the shelter. All the starys left and went back to wherever they came from.

Dante had become a giant bloody mess. When the others came by again I showed them the video. They couldn't contain their laughter. Lady stole it and put it on Youtube. It got really popular. After I apologized to Dante I ended up getting back together with him. However now I might need something to get him to give me a break. It's like he's trying to cripple me or something.

Well that's it. Didn't end too well but I enjoyed it. I mostly enjoyed writing Nero's fantasy.

Nero: It was awsome!

Lady: Epic!

Dante: It was not!

Vergil: Come now brother. Even I found that amusing.

Wolf: Anyway... Next chapter will be about the grat SPARTA! I mean SPARDA!

Sparda: Please dont let it be as freaky as the muffin thing.

Eva: Please let it be like the muffin thing.

Sparda: No! *runs away*

Wolf: Next chapter will be posted... whenever.