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Sloth dipped a french fry into her ketchup and swirled it around a few times before transferring it to her mouth. Wrath had finished his Happy Meal already and was chewing on the straw of his milkshake.
"Wrath..." Sloth said slowly. "What other kinds of words does Envy say around you?"
"Uhh..." Wrath looked at the ceiling for a minute, furrowing his brow. "Shit, damn, hell, bitch, fuck, ass, asshole, shithead, bastard..." The list went on and on and on.
Ten minutes later...
"...jackass, dumbass, and dickhead."
McDonalds was silent. Their shock upon hearing a nine year old with such a colorful vocabulary was obvious.
Sloth's eyes were the size of dinner plates. "My...God." She said slowly.
Wrath shrugged. "Yeah, and I don't know what any of those words mean, either." He looked innocently up at Sloth. "Can I say them?"
"NO!" Sloth nearly shrieked. "Are you insane?"
"No, but if swearing makes you insane, I wish I was a psychopath and Envy must've escaped from the asylum." Wrath said, without missing a beat.
"You WANT to swear?"
"Yeah."
"B-but WHY?"
"Because Envy swears." Wrath said innocently.
"But that doesn't mean...ugh..." Sloth stood up, and took Wrath by the hand, but not before grabbing the remainder of her fries.
"Wait a sec!" Wrath ran back to the table and retreived his milkshake before following his mother out of the restaurant.
As they got into Sloth's car, Wrath looked up at Sloth and said, "Can I say 'damn'?"
"No!"
"Shit?"
"No!"
"...Can I say bitch?"
"NO!"
And so it went, the whole car ride home.
As soon as Sloth entered Dante's Manor, she stormed off to find Envy and give him a telling off. Wrath was told to wait in the kitchen. He sat at the counter, toying listlessly with an apple and chewing on his straw.
"OWWW! ARGH! SLOTH! LEMME GO!"
Envy's cries could be heard from the next room. Sloth had apparantly found him. She entered a few minutes later, dragging Envy by a clump of his tangled hair. She pushed him onto the stool next to Wrath, and glowered at the pair of them.
"Envy..." Sloth said coldly. "When you're around Wrath, you need to remember that he's a child. He mimics almost everything he hears...especially from YOU. Your foul mouth is all the vocabulary this boy knows!"
Envy opened his mouth to snarl a reply, but the look Sloth shot him was nothing short of deadly.
"And YOU." She turned on Wrath. "DON'T LISTEN TO HIM!" She gestured flamboyantly at Envy, who wilted.
Sloth lectured for at least a half an hour.
when she neared the end of her speech, she glared at them for a minute. "If I hear YOU," She jabbed Wrath in the chest. "Talking like HIM," She poked Envy. "One more time, you'll both be dead!"
She put her hand on both Wrath and Envy's head, then cracked their heads together with an audible, "SMACK!"
"AARRRGH!"
"Serves you right." She snarled, and left the room.
Wrath and Envy looked at each other, then, in unison, screamed after her.
"BLOW OUR OUT YOUR GODDAMN EAR YOU FUCKING BITCH!"