And so... Who's Sparda's next victim? XD
The last part of the Devils' Mishap.
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Chapter 3: Dante and Vergil's Mishap
Day 3
***After school... Again***
"I told ya, pops's got a mental problem." Dante pushed the house doors open, gently slipped his feet on red slippers, then slouched on the couch.
"The fact that this has happened on two consecutive days is... bothering me." Vergil, for the first time, slackly threw away his backpack on the living room floor and followed Dante. Pushing his brother again for some space on the sofa.
"Mental. If he knows how to open his door while he's asleep, why don't we lock our own doors?" Dante stood up, he started walking to the kitchen.
"Dante... For once, you have a good idea." Vergil followed suit.
***Sparda and Eva came home... Again***
"Don't worry, dear, everything's going to be all right." Sparda patted Eva on the shoulder before he inserted the key in the lock. Eva was quiet, traumatized from yesterday's misfortune.
And everything was all right, the house was as clean and quiet when they left it. When they passed the threshold, the door to Dante's room opened. Dante and Vergil walked up to them, Dante with the usual smirk, and Vergil with the usual emotionless face.
"Welcome home! So how was your day? Lemme carry that for you, mom." Dante grabbed Eva's shoulder bag and hoisted it on his own shoulder.
"Why, aren't we gracious today?" Eva was surprised, she kissed Dante on both cheeks. And then Vergil.
"To make up for all the faults we have caused you. Our behavior the previous day was unacceptable, but we promise that will never happen again. On my word." Vergil gave Dante a death glare, and Dante gave him a shrug of disbelief and a sour look as if he was asking Why won't you just admit it that you had fun?
"Now now, enough with the nasty stares, now let's have dinner, shall we?" Sparda said, an effort to break the escalating tension that led to the misfortune yesterday. He slung his arms around his sons' necks and grabbed their shoulders tightly, pushing them forward to the dining table.
"No fights today, alright? Or your mother's going to put the blame on our 'uncontrollable devil blood' again... OK?" He whispered, low enough so that Eva couldn't hear.
Vergil and Dante nodded.
***That night***
"Plan A Vergie, Plan A." Dante said, as he waited for Vergil to finish brushing his teeth.
"There is no plan B, so there's no need to call it plan A, and stop calling me that." Vergil grabbed his light blue towel, and went out of the bathroom with Dante. They were ready to sleep, ready to lock their doors.
"Vergie? Don't you think it's cute?" Dante gave his older brother one last smirk.
"I think it's foolish. Perish the thought if you don't want your life to be a living hell." Vergil opened his door.
"Hell? Hell always has crazy parties." Dante walked to his room.
True enough, they stuck to the plan and locked their doors shut. It was going to be a peaceful night... Not.
***That Midnight***
Dante and Vergil's doors were left open, so as Sparda's and Eva's.
*** That Morning***
Vergil and Dante opened their eyes. As they stared at the figure in front of them, their eyes and mouths opened wide. They did NOT forget to lock their doors. But they were staring at each other.
They violently sat upright, looking around them, there was a feminine figure lying on Dante's left, then there was a masculine figure on Vergil's right.
"I cannot believe..." Vergil stared at Sparda who was on the right edge of the bed.
"Holy shit." Dante fixed his gaze to Sparda, since their mother was still asleep. They needed answers, how could this happen to the two sons of Sparda?
"Don't you think it runs in the family?" Sparda gave them a wide smile, almost as bright as the morning outside the window.
Dante and Vergil continued to stare at their father. Then after giving in to this revelation, they fell asleep once again, on their parent's bed.
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