Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Devil May Cry. If I did, why would I be writing a fanfic about it?

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Day 9 - Four Frozen Lizards

~On the Ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me...

Snow. It had to be snow. Dante was kinda wishing he still had some stuff left over from when he made pizza a few days ago, because the pizza place was refusing to send someone out in this weather. Which by the way was extremely odd itself because snow wasn't being predicted for a few more days. In fact today was suppose to be clear and sunny, albeit cold. But no, it had to be snowing. This wasn't Colorado dammit.

The devil hunter sat at his desk, grumbling about how the day was currently going. If one of the girls or even Nero were here, they would have been so amused by the red cambion's antics at the moment. Then again, the partial devil would turn into his personal punching back to help alleviate his frustration. And the younger devil hunter would be able to actually make it a channel, unlike an actual punching bag which just stood there, or rather just hanged there. Plus the bag would probably break within a few punches, so really it wouldn't help that much.

And the phone was ringing wonderful! Dante grumbled, slamming his foot on the desk to bring the phone towards him.

"Devil May Cry." To say he was irritated would be an understatement.

"Well someone sounds like they haven't eaten."

"They won't send drivers to me because of the weather Morrison."

"Well, I may have the answer to at least one of those problems."

"Please don't tell me you are staring at a giant stinky toad right now."

"No, but there are a bunch of light blue demonic lizards in the park right now throwing ice around."

Dante blinked, raising an eyebrow. "Frosts cannot cause snowstorms to this level last I recall."

"Surely they are not helping the situation either. Besides, I think you can use them to release the pent up frustration I am sure you are feeling at the moment. I'll even treat you to pizza after you are done."

"Only if you order me enough to last for the rest of the day." He was hungry, what was expected of him?

"Sounds fine to me."

"Good, I'll be there in about 10 minutes." He really just wanted to punch something right about now and demons would do just nicely. It at least beat creating a hole in his wall, because that would just cost him money to fix.

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First snow, now four Frosts. Wonderful, just wonderful. This day was turning out so great, sarcasm abound as well! The pizza was going to be so damn worth it once he was done. Morrison was at least out of the way, which was good. He didn't want a frozen liaison on his hands, and for more than the fact he was getting the devil hunter pizza.

Gilgamesh was brought out. Sure, he could go stab the frozen lizards with Rebellion or turn them into pincushions with Lucifer, or hey, even bring out that missile battery of Pandora and blow them to bits, but that wouldn't be fun. Well, it would, but it wouldn't be as fun as just punching the demons in the face.

"Alright you damn lizards, hit me!"

And one immediately sent ice spears at him, one jumped into the air to sent a wave of ice on the ground towards the devil hunter, while the other two just kept moving around. Well, at least he had two of the four sending attacks at him. Dante tricked to avoid the spears, following the airborne demon and forced it back to the ground before it could unleash its attack by drop kicking it.

The demon in question didn't get a moment to recover as the devil hunter unleashed a flurry of kicks and punches, charging up a punch before the demon was sent flying. He air hiked to avoid being hit by the ground freezing underneath him.

Dante turned towards the frost, air hiking towards it before slamming his feet into the demon. Like the first demon, this one was slammed with attacks from the organic metal. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the demon he already weaken encasing itself in ice.

"Oh no you don't!" Rebellion entered his hands and was immediately thrown towards the demon, pinning it on the ground. Gilgamesh was switched out with Ifrit, the devil hunter slamming his fist into the ground to surround himself in flames before tricking over to the pinned demon, slamming the demonic weapon into the Frost's face. One down, three to go.

Dante grabbed his demonic claymore and send a few Stingers at the remaining Frosts, killing another demon in the attack. The Shock Steel (Gilgamesh) devil arm came out again, Dante unleashing another flurry of punches towards one of the last two Frosts.

The hellfire from Ifrit had really weaken the Frosts, as that one fell just as quickly as the previous one. Unfortunately it allowed for the remaining demon to encase itself in ice to recover.

"Not so fast!" Said hellfire emitting gauntlets came back out, Dante charging a strike before firing off towards the demon. And with that the demons were gone. The weather wasn't any better as predicted, but the devil hunter had a feeling that it would at least let up in a few hours.

"Morrison!" The red devil walked out of the park, looking for the human.

"Done already?"

"Too easy." Dante shrugged. It did get rid of some of his frustration about the weather though. Still wondering why it was acting like Colorado's weather. It was still rather strange that the weather took a sudden turn for the worst, but whatever.

"Well, I did promise you pizza. Come on."

"Alright!" If there was one person he could count on not screwing him over, it was Morrison. Plus, he was getting free pizza again, so this day was already turning out for the better.

…Four frighten Frosts...

AN: As a Coloradoan, I think I have the right to make fun of my own state. Like, its the middle of December, and it was raining on Sunday. Just...wtf Colorado. On another note: this is the last chapter I haven't written yet, so the remaining 4 chapters should be like...10x better than what I have been giving you for the past few days.

~Dagon