This is a drabble for my friend Takara, because I promised her I'd write her one. ;3
I don't own Devil May Cry, or Panic! At the Disco. They belong to their respective owners.
By the way, this is really random, and it sucks. ;D So enjoy.
Vergil doesn't like being compared to his brother.
He likes killing. He likes his sword, and he likes tormenting his little brother Dante.
But once every month, Dante takes his revenge on Vergil for all of the torment, and the crude comments about how "different" they are, even if they are twins.
This month, Dante decided it would be appropriate to take Vergil to a concert. But, Vergil noticed that this wasn't one of Dante's usual heavy-metal head-banging bands. This was something…different. And he kind of liked it.
Sure, he didn't share his brother's passion for blood, sex, and rock and roll, but maybe he could get used to this once-a-month "revenge".
As long as it involved Panic! At the Disco concerts, and plenty of alcohol.
Maybe Vergil was more like his brother than he thought. And for once, Vergil was just fine with that.