Here's chapter 2.

Glad to know that someone's read my story.

No one can stop a sleepwalking Sparda!

Chapter 2: Dante's Mishap

Day 2

***After school***

"Yo, I'm beat, I wanna party!" Dante stretched his arms out, and fell on the sofa, spread-eagled.

"If you want to 'party', then do it in another house." Vergil pushed his younger brother's head aside, and sat on the sofa. He reached out for the remote then switched to the nature channel, something like Nat Geo.

"BOOring. Why is it that everything you do, is boring?" Dante asked his brother with a frown, leaning in on Vergil's face, so much that only inches separated their faces.

"Boring. Sophisticated. With discipline. Very unlike that barbaric human combat you call a sport." Vergil did not turn his head to face his brother, instead, he moved his eyes sideways.

"It's called Wrestling, dude! Don't you have a life?" Dante gave up convincing his brother that whatever he watched was cool. He sat comfortably on the edge of the sofa farthest from Vergil. Then a thought struck his head. Maybe he could give Vergil a taste of a German Suplex, or better yet, how about a piledriver?

Vergil sat steadily on the sofa, watching how giraffes ate leaves on high trees. All of a sudden, Dante grabbed his waist in sort of a hug. "What in..." Vergil's eyes grew wide, and as he was about to retort, Dante hoisted his brother's body sideways, tumbling the sofa with them. Vergil's head hit the small table behind the sofa, and all went wild.

"You gotta love that, don't ya, Vergil!" Dante quickly got up, wiped his sweaty forehead, and readied himself for Vergil's retaliation.

"You imbecile excuse for a brother!" And Vergil tackled him, with all due rage.

Chairs flied. Vases broke. Mirrors cracked. Dante and Vergil fought.

***Eva and Sparda came home***

"Isn't it a pleasure, that we can go home together like this?" Sparda parked the sedan in the garage, then came out. Eva opened her side of the door and was excited to greet and kiss her sons.

(Click—click) The door was opening.

Upon hearing the sound of the door, Vergil stopped in his tracks, he was going to ram Dante to the wall, and Dante froze, muttering "holy fuck", holding a dining chair overhead, about to throw it to Vergil. Eva and Sparda were staring at them, mouths half-open, eyes wide, shocked and dismayed. The living room was a mess, good thing the only stuff ruined in the dining room were the chairs Dante rammed at Vergil.

"Dante... Vergil..." Sparda started.

"Grounded. Both of you." Eva stated.

"Hell! We were worse when we were kids!" Dante gently put the dining chair down and started reasoning to their parents. "And you didn't even spank us!"

"Dante! That was years ago." Sparda said, emotionless, yet loud.

"Well yeah! But!"

"Listen to what your father tells you, Dante..." Eva started caressing the broken objects, everything was valuable.

"Hmmfff... Only a day of fun..." And Dante started off for the stairs.

"Vergil!" Sparda's voice was so loud, even the strongest devil would be terrified.

Hiding behind the post that separated the living room from the dining room, Vergil let himself be visible to his commanding father.

"I expected better of you." His dad's voice was piercing, and he could feel his heart squirm in disappointment over his recent behavior.

"I... Understand..." Vergil slowly walked to the stairs, his head bowed down in shame.

"Dante!" As Sparda called, Dante turned his head around, only a few steps away from his bedroom door. "Grounded from hosting parties, partying, and any other activities related to the word 'party' for a month."

"You have officially ruined my month." And with that statement, Dante entered his room.

"And Vergil!" This time, Vergil turned his head, still bowed low, to face his father. "Grounded from the house library."

"But father, that's educatio-"

"Nu-u-uhh... If you need to read, there's always another library. Outside this house." Sparda shook his head left and right. With that, Vergil entered his room silently.

Both twins were left to contemplate their faults.

***That Midnight***

"No parties, yeah right. Bet I can slip outta here and have a party anywhere." Dante complained himself to sleep. As he fell into a silent slumber, his door opened. Sparda walked in, then as he did with Vergil, slept beside Dante.

***Early Morning***

Dante was about to open his eyes when he felt something heavy on his throat. "Ugh... Who the hell's?" He swung the arm away from him, and then pulled the bed sheets off violently. "I guess you already felt sorry, huh?" Smirking, he carried his sleeping father to the appropriate bedroom. After that, he started to fix himself early in the morning. Their house may be close to the university, but they still had a ways to travel.

Honestly, I couldn't think of how to ground Vergil, so I chose the library. XD

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