Hi this is me. Me and my Friend share a screen name so this is actually my first fic. You maybe heard of me in my friends fic (Check out chp 4 of the ingenious the one the only "Yet Another DMC Parody"). I'm the one obsessed with shiny stuff. Please review and be nice. tell me should I continue at it, or are my fics rubbish?
Devil May GROW UP AT SOMEPOINT DAMMIT!
"Dante ,Virgil and Sparda Please STOP!". They stopped. Then there was a dull thud as the chandelier hit the carpet. There was silence as Eva stared round the room at the scene of total devastation which at one point had been the living room. The décor ,the ornaments, and the urn which had contained the ashes of Sparda's mother in law ,which he swore was an "accident" had been wrecked .
"My god" cursed Eva ."
Hmm" said Virgil studying his early birthday present a brand new stopwatch. "Begging after half an hour" announced Virgil to the somewhat empty room. "A new record". Dante grinned proudly and even Sparda smirked slightly . "Dante……..Virgil…..Room" Rasped out Eva .Dante and Virgil jumped up and ran to Virgil's room. "Oi!" yelled Sparda "Go to Dante's room" Grinned Sparda evilly .
Both boys Whined
"But muuuuuuum" said Dante
"I can't go in there" Shrieked Virgil "Dante's touched it" Sparing a moment to kick him he shrieked "It's unsanitary."
"Ow!" Screamed Dante "wait until I get my hands on ya, ya little pipsqueak "
And the two brothers sprinted upstairs Yelling their heads off. Sparda waited a few seconds until the scuffling noises came as they so often did from upstairs and made Eva a strong cup of tea ."What are we going to do?" said Eva sadly "we can't go to Sarah's wedding like this, it'll be auntie Muriel's all over again. That could be summed up by saying that both Dante and Virgil had found the wedding cake and after that the wedding had been ruined. Dante had then destroyed all the banisters by sliding down them Virgil trampled the brides dress in the mud and they had, somehow blown up an entire wing of the hotel
"We have to distract them" said Sparda, his eyes light up "Pets" he yelled "that's it. Tomorrow on their birthday we'll bring 'em into the pet store." He grabbed a bottle of wine and proposed a toast "To a Peaceful life he said happily"
authors note; PEACEFUL LIFE MY ASS!
More to come? I really don't know. It's up to you. WINK WINK, NUDGE NUDGE (I think I've made my point)
Review, tell me I'm good ( also a genius like me often suffers from depression, please do something stupid and tell me!) author will not accept liability for damage to self, property or other human beings real or imaginary