Author's Notes: Another update on Dante and Vergil's suffering at the hands of Mary Sue, please note that I've got nothing but love for both sons of Sparda and all they go through is purely in the name of humour (as well as a parody of how their character can suffer at the hands of Mary Sues, plus don't think the original character cast is going to have it easy XD).
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Returning once again to the summit of Temen-Ni-Gru, we find Mary Sue, Vergil and Dante left alone, Jester's helicopter (which actually belongs to Arius) having gone to refuel. This had left the three with a little privacy, which she had quickly taken advantage of.
"Oh Dante, yes!" Mary Sue cried out in enthralled delight, beaming ecstatically down at the still-tied Dante, who did not share her happiness. Dancing round him, she clapped happily at their latest success.
She had managed to fit the younger half-devil with an absolutely precious (or so she thought) bright pink bonnet, with a white daisy in it and everything. Dante had been extremely uncooperative but she'd got it on eventually, and as he scowled she pinched his cheek and told him how adorable he looked. The red-and-now-pink-clad male was livid. However, he managed to lift his mood somewhat as his eyes drifted over to Vergil, the sight of which caused him to smirk even in spite of his current situation.
Dante had refused to cooperate with Mary Sue, and even with her powers she couldn't control him enough to dress him up fully. But Vergil, being a much more honour-bound person, had grudgingly allowed her to have her way with him, since she had bested him in combat.
And had her way she had, the elder Sparda's normal blue clothes and Yamato piled up neatly somewhere out of Dante's arc of vision. His twin was now dressed in a pink ballerina costume that took frilliness to a new level, and was holding onto a similarly pink dainty umbrella, and trying despite the near impossibility of the feat to look dignified, his expression set so rigid you could cast a mould on it.
There was something about the way the half-devil was holding his umbrella, though. He was using it to keep the light rain off, since even he could not bear the thought of being seen in a wet ballerina outfit. But at the same time a subtle detail in the way his hand gripped it said that he would use it as surely and mercilessly as his favoured katana on anyone who tried to ridicule him.
But the Yamato had not deterred Dante before, and he'd be damned if he'd be put off having some fun now. "Those white stockings look great on you brother" he remarked. Vergil's eyes darted to meet his twin's, daring him to continue almost disbelievingly, but Dante was more than ready to do so. "No really, they match your hair" the younger Sparda laughed, Mary Sue looking over and nodding in oblivious agreement. The snow-white stockings she'd got Vergil into matched his hair wonderfully she thought, and contrasted just right with the black high heels she had him wearing too.
What had cracked Dante up most was Vergil was perfectly able to walk in his new shoes. Vergil insisted this showed he was a perfectly balanced warrior who could adapt to any handicap. Dante had suggested it showed he was gay, and one fight had already erupted over that which had left Vergil needing a new tutu and Dante with a high-heel shaped mark outlined on his cheek. The mark had now faded due to his inhuman heeling factor, though the humiliation of being floored with a projectile feminine shoe still stung.
Mary Sue was too busy admiring her handiwork to see the second fight brewing as Vergil clutched his umbrella threateningly, "I advise you shut up, now" he growled. Dante just gave one of his trademark impossibly irking grins and replied "Or what, you'll parasol me to death?".
That was all it took, and Vergil leapt forwards, battering Dante using the parasol with identical technique to how he wielded the Yamato, Dante yelling between hits that Vergil's prized blade was girly as Mary Sue tried to separate them.