Faded Memories.

A/N: "Everyone is enjoying this story, I'm so happy ^^. Wow, has it been this long? Yep, not been having a lot of inspiration, but you guys have been so patient, I just want to do this so you'd have fun. I got exams soon :(. So don't expect that much posts, in summer though, Ill be working a lot here, so yay you! Anyway I should begin..."

Silver.

Chapter 3

The Spiral Candle.

Dante started to move boxes around the room, staring outside to glance at the streets. He saw a couple of children playing ding-dong ditch, hiding in the bushed, till the neighbor was yelling and waving his fist in the air.

Dante smirked remembering when Vergil and Dante used to play this prank, but they used to disappear in a blink of an eye before the neighbor came out.

Vergil came in, holding up a fluffy pink feather duster.

"..Nice.." Dante commented. "Mums?"

"No.. Dad just liked pink... OF COURSE IT'S MUMS YOU TWIT!" Vergil yelled at Dante.

"Whatever." Dante shrugged, he continued to rummage through the boxes, one fell and something seemed to have broken.

"What did you do?" Vergil said in a deadly tone and turned his head, slowly in Dante's direction.

"Er... nothing." Dante said.

Dante picked the box up -gently- and opened up, it was that porcelain angel, Eva always loved it, Sparda always hated it, for obvious reasons. He said and Dante remembered clearly.

"It's mocking me I tell you! Look at it, all high and mighty thinking it's better than me! I would like to see her, facing up to the demon lord! I swear! They only make these to tick me off!" Sparda yelled, and was clearly heard from upstairs.

"Yes dear... that's why they make porcelain angel... just to tick you off." Eva sighed and polished the angel slowly.

"..My guess is that dad would be pretty happy to see the thing broken. Mum I don't think so.." Vergil said.

"...Maybe I can fix it."

"With what?"

"I don't know, super glue?" Dante suggested.

"It's cracked into tiny pieces, It would take a moron to stay up all night and fix it- look who I am talking to.." Vergil said.

Dante scowled and checked to see if anything else was in the box, just one small thing. A Pink spiral birthday candle. It was glossy in the light, it's wick totally burned out. He showed Vergil and they both remembered:

Eva's Birthday Age: 8

Eva's birthday was tiring for the Sparda men, they wanted to show their love and respect for the woman, without screwing anything up. Which was always the case, they were clumsy, they once bought her a glass vase, they dropped it on the stairs. They got her a nice dress, it accidentally flew out of the car and caused a fatal accident.

It was Sparda, the king of accidents, which made the unreal... real. How can a man send the groceries flying out of the trunk.. while driving!?

But not this year, Sparda was determined not to screw anything up! He just needed help from his sons.

Vergil and Dante were busy making a card for their mother, the Colour of it was yellow, they decorated it with stickers and glitter. They used pink felt pens and doodled random pictures, most of them were flowers.

Sparda quietly went upstairs, it was on her birthday Eva would sleep in, Sparda had to be extra quiet. He was his own band of trumpets when it came to getting out of bed.

"Boys.." Sparda whispered, both boys turned their heads, Vergil has a star sticker stuck to his cheek. While Dante has a heart one stuck on the opposite cheek of Vergil's. "..Come down."

Both boys cleaned up some art things and tucked the card safely away. They both scrambled downstairs and saw that Sparda was in the kitchen, they didn't like how this is going to end.

"Dad.. In the.. kitchen?" Vergil said slowly.

"Run bro.." Dante said, they both started to back away, but was caught by Sparda.

"Come on boys!" Sparda begged.

"No!" They both said.

"Please!"

"No!" They protested, in the kitchen, Sparda was a madman, he wouldn't know what to do with a wooden spoon even if it had instructions on it!

Vergil and Dante were forced to helping Sparda bake a cake. The ingredients.. well.. what looked like ingredients, laid perfectly out in table. Sparda started reading the book, the pictures made it look easy, but sight always betrayed Sparda. "Let's see... flour? They actually put that in there?" Sparda said, he saw the pink plant on the windowsill, he shrugged and put it on the table.

"Well, now that is taken care of." Sparda said and placed the book down on the table. "Boys, come on!"

Sparda was a little worried, he was worried that the ingredients weren't good. The boys kept criticizing him, they had to pry the plant from his hands.

They had trusted Sparda to mix, what they didn't know is that he mixes too fast, which sent countless of the mix to shower both twins! They went to feed Cerby and Sparda kept mixing. Vergil came back to find his dad still mixing! He yelled to him "Dad! Stop!" His father stopped like a dog who had just been given an order.

They saw the mixing, it had been, well it looked like it was turned to something that is dizzy. They shrugged it off and started to bake.

Eva opened her eyes, she was feeling a little lazy today. She didn't feel like cleaning, she felt like being the birthday girl. Eva wanted to lay in bed, but she got up, she went downstairs, hair messed up, she looked like something that slept on a running bus, in fact Sparda screamed when he saw her.

"What?! In Satan's NAME DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR!" He yelled. She laughed, heartily too.

"Relax, I'll just brush it." She went next to the coffee table and brushed through her hair.

Dante and Vergil had gotten out the slightly burned cake, and put up one pink spiral candle. At Dinner they sang happy birthday to Eva and she smirked, but knowing this cake wasn't going to taste good, she still smiled at their efforts.

"Make a wish Mommy." Dante suggested.

Eva blew the candle and her wish came true! Cerby came and knocked the cake off, all the family yelled at Cerby, Eva was glad she didn't have to eat the burnt cake.

"Still can't believe Dad was going to put a plant in the cake!" Vergil yelled.

"I know! I mean come on!" Dante said. "But.. it was a good birthday for mum? Remember the gift we gave her!"

"The ugly red sweater... I remember."

"Ah come on! It wasn't that ugly!"

"....it had a big pink heart on it!"

"..What? It was cute!"

"Cerby ate it."

"Shut it!"

Dante, without Vergil looking, tucked the candle away in his pocket, who knows when he might need it.

A/N: I know, kinda slow, I'm sorry, I didn't feel that up to it. But I think it's cute.

Next Chapter: The Purple Fabric.

This chapter seems promising? Idk I just made it up XD

~Silver.