Our pizzas and strawberry sundaes and chocolate are waaay better than your ice cream and brownies.

A stalker?! Motheeer!

Mm. Yeah. Mother always told us to be careful.

"Yeah." Dante pushed away some of the stuff around him, making space big enough for both of them to lay on. One item fell on top of another and a cloud of dust greeted his face. "aaaCHOO"

"YoU mUsT dO tHiNgS fOr YoUrSeLf", like I didn't have to call mother for you when you scraped your knee the other day.

When the bad guy is gone, we can play with them again. Unless the bad guy steals it...

...what?

Whispers back. Am I in trouble?

He briefly glances at his twin. They weren't going to mention their little activity today, right? "Yes, mother. It was a little hard but I did it." Cue a wide smile. He wished he could've copied off of Vergil though.

So I'm not in trouble, right?

He closed his eyes, happy at the kiss. He then looked to Vergil once more. "Umm, we've been playing!"

Yeah... So many words, so many letters. My hand hurts.

Nuh uh.

Well, I did it!

|| Would be nice if twitter stopped giving me a (1) for the one group chat I already muted. (I'm part of it anyway in another account so like T_T)

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Is oblivious to his brother's sacrifices.