(WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS)

[braceforshock]

tonight on maury: my brother is out of control

Comments

[obversely]

[with the potential end of the world and that whole argument about humanity behind them, the next rational step had been to rebuild their lives. well, it was rational for vergil, anyway, who had funneled an assload of money into reclaiming and rebuilding their childhood home. maybe that was in bad taste, to live in a place where their life had been ruined.

but didn't that also kind of make it the best idea? to do what mundus had tried to rip away from them?

unfortunately, vergil had really underestimated how little he honestly knew his own brother anymore. case in point: he had left for the weekend to negotiate a business deal. while the both of them still hunted demons, demon-hunting didn't pay the bills. so when he walks through the door of their renewed mansion, at 9 AM on a monday morning, he's expecting to be able to relax. maybe crawl into bed and nap.

what he gets is dante passed out in the living room, surrounded by a copious amount of alcohol and bodies. alive bodies. silver lining.]

Dante!

[yapper]

[ He hears it, as much as he wishes he couldn't. But for all its worth he only opens bleary pale eyes that gradually come back into focus. He's seeing a lot of rich red carpetting and tile right now.

There's also a hand not far from him and it's definitely not his. Nor is the arm above hers. Ohh shit, it's all coming back in a flash of drunken episodes. ]

... I told them this wasn't a sleep over.

[ As if the onus was on them for getting him caught like this by his stick-up-the-ass brother. ]

[obversely]

This is our home!

[the sound that comes out of vergil's mouth might as well be classified as an indignant shriek. even if he very much tries exceptionally hard not to make it sound that way. but c'mon, can you blame him. he's gonna have to get those carpets PROFESSIONALLY WASHED!!]

Not some whorehouse. Get rid of these people!