I'd like to imagine a running joke amongst the family that Dante would get married and start a family before Vergil due to his more out going nature just for some random lady to show up at the Sparda mansion asking for the older twin because the baby she's cradling in her arms is his and she needs someone to take care of the little one because she's beyond ready to be a mother and baby daddy hasn't come round her flat in a hot minute.
And when he does come home, mama Eva is walking around, cooing at this white haired new born baby boy while Dante is just sitting on the couch baffled and trying to wrap his head around how his older brother managed to score a night with a women and get her pregnant first try before he did.
Mama Eva scolding him and telling him the baby is his full responsibility now, turning him away from power hunting and becoming this 'making it work' single father who walks around with his son in one of those chest harness carriers and on a backpack leash when he starts walking. (He puts one on Dante too when all three of them are out together)
Dante becomes this weird but fun uncle who spoils his nephew and buys him literally anything he wants even though he barely has money to pay his own bills. He takes Nero everywhere and tries to use him to get women (only for them to be drawn to Vergil instead).
The twins definitely do the thing were they dress up or wear their hair like the other to confuse baby Nero. They found out it worked when Vergil took a shower for the first time with the baby boy and his hair went flat on his head, resembling Dante and making Nero cry.
Nero may still never know who his mom is but at least Papa Vergil and Uncle Dante are doing their best to keep him alive.
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This is fine - monster au
Between me finding that comic yesterday and @ninjastormhawkkat mentioning snuggles I decided to write...
A PREQUEL!
(Or something-)
Tagging you guys so you can be subjected to my 3 am writing 😈
@drtwobrainsstuff @liloskull343 @spaaceeboyy @lartmacabre @earth-420-69 @ninjastormhawkkat
There was many things Carrie knew she would look back on later in life and tell her kids and grandchildren about.
but NOT BEING NABBED BY A GIANT MOUSE.
She was simply minding her own business, going shopping if for the evening. NOT trying to be robbed AND DEFINITELY not trying to be whisked away by a local criptic.
Yet here she was hanging from the creatures mouth, dangling like a leaf in the wind as it ran. It took while before it slowed down and by then, she was already dizzy and disoriented. The young woman shook her head trying to get rid of the nausea she was feeling from being jostled around.
It was crawling at a normal speed by now, giving her time to examine her surroundings. It looked like an old abandoned factory. similar to the old cheese factory just outside of town she saw an old cheese advertisement, confirming her suspicion.
So the fiend had been hiding here the whole time!
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One the company lost A ton of money, the workers just left. They didn't bother packing any equipment with them. And due to time and climate many of the tools to run production began eroding away.
The mouse like creature turned into what used to be the cheese vault. Chewed through boxes and wrappings were telltale signs the creature ran through the old supply. Which would have lasted the town for 10 years on average.
in the middle of the enormous storage room, was a messy pile of hay, paper, cardboard and as well as some cotton.
It had taken her to it's nest.
Was it going to eat her? No. She read from the numerous reports that the were beast only had an appetite for cheese.
Mice usually lived in groups called mischiefs. There however was just one weremouse…
so maybe it was just lonely.
"uhh…Thanks…for helping me?" Her small voice barely ducking in the large space.
carrie wasnt sure if the weremouse could even understand her. Then again it helped her from those men, so maybe it could. She kept speaking in a calm tone despite her underlining fear. After all it wasn't like you see a giant mouse everyday.
Aside from the were mouse's height, Carrie frowned at her shortness. It made the floor seem a longer way down. She closed her eyes trying to take her focus off that, being that she had a mild discomfort of hieghts.
"but ummm…could you put me down now…?" She asked cringing inwardly as her voice became somewhat high pitched from fear.
It blinked before slowly lowering her to the ground. She sighs in relief. She falls into the pile bits of hay sticking to her hair and clothes. the ginger brushed them off as best as she could. Barely gotten to take a step forward before she was pulled backwards.
Carrie Lets out a small "eep!", startled by the sudden movement. Her brain was still processing the last few moments.
The mouse's paws gripped firmly, keeping her in place. The message was clear.
Stay.
'This is okay…i'm fine. This is fine.' she thinks trying to calm herself.
cautiously, she glanced over the now laying weremouse. Her jade eyes meet its crimson red ones.
It nudged over a price of some cheese. Gouda…smoked gouda. She wasn't hungry right now though. Even if she was, she was too busy trying not to panic.
Carrie would've attempted to leave again but decided against it. The last thing she wanted to do was tick the mouse off.
The creature's fur was warm and soft. Like a soft carpet or blanket. She yawns suddenly feeling sleepy. Low snores came from the mouse. The eyes were closed signalling signs of sleeping. well, it wasn't trying to hurt her, so that was a plus?
Exhaustion eventually caught up. Spending countless nights, trying to help Steven catch the weremouse. She sighed. How ironic.
she wasn't going to be back home in time. Their sorta first kinda not date and she wasn't going to be able to make it. Sorta because the restaurant they were going to sounded costly and fancy. kinda not because, Steven was a bit hard for her to read sometimes. He had two kids from previous relationships and his work kept him busy all times of day and night.
date or not date, Carrie didn't want to stand him up either way.
Another yawn.
It was getting harder to keep her eyes open.
A nap wouldn't hurt. She couldn't go anywhere and possibly for the next few hours she'd be will be stuck here.
'sorry steven…'
Carrie snuggles into the fur, feeling safe. maybe it was sleep deprivation talking but hearing the breathing and steady heartbeat of the were mouse was strangely comforting. that added to her sleepiness.
Eventually she blissfully nods off as well.
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“That was a tough battle, did you come through okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, but I could have sworn that I heard Crab Rave out there…”
“Oh yeah, that was Jefferey, he’s kinda weird.”
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