I wish you would write an AU fic where the fire never happened and the twins lived a 'normal' life and now where they're older Vergil has to balance college work with being a single father and just before he breaks down, the rest of the family swoop in to help.
Toschi.... why do you do to me!? I have so many AU’s...and now you’ve added another one lol!
Vergil was not sleeping. He was just resting his eyes. After all, he had drank two cups of coffee, black, and was standing at the kitchen counter, boiling the carrots to puree for Nero’s food. He couldn’t afford to sleep. He had two textbooks out, and a voice droned on about ‘economic theory’. He had an exam in two weeks, Nero would have his six month check up next week....and he needed to do Mrs. Patterson’s bookkeeping by tomorrow. Although he wasn’t going to admit it, he was reaching his limit. Thankfully, Nero, angel that he was, napped peacefully while his father tried to catch up on all his tasks
“When one looks at the economies of socialized countries...” the voice went on over his phone’s speaker, “it is often mistaken that...”
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“In the next chapter we will discuss the effect government tariffs can have on imports and..”
Vergil shook his head. In the blink of an eye.... the audio textbook had skipped through a chapter and half of content...the sun had jumped from late afternoon, to sunset, and to his horror, the clock on the stove was now almost two hours ahead.
Vergil panicked. He ran to the stove, terrified that the water had boiled away, leaving nothing but charred remains. How stupid he was, he could have set his entire apartment on fire! He could not afford to be so weak. Especially with his son’s life!
One: The stove had been turned off, the water dangerously low in the pot, but not burnt.
Two: There was a soft gentle laughter and cooing coming from his sons room, and another voice...
Quickly he walked towards the infants room, and to his surprise, he found Nero giggling happily...in the arms of Dante as his brother sat in the rocking chair. How and how in the hell did he get in?
“Hey there bro!” Dante said cheerfully, as he tickled the baby. “Mom called you several times, but it went to voice mail, so she asked me to check up on you.”
Vergil glared at him, “Alright, you’ve done your check up. You can go home and make yourself a nuisance somewhere else.”
Unfortunately, Dante shook his head. “I don’t think so Verg. You see, you nearly gave me a heart attack, finding you passed out on the counter, the stove on, and Nero crying his little lungs out.”
Vergil paled. Had he been so weak and left his son defenseless? Well that would not happen again. If he had to drink straight expressos, and endure his brother’s teasing for drinking Monster drinks, he would. Anything to provide for his son, to keep his little family safe.
Strangely, Dante’s smile wasn’t its usual sardonic. It was more...soft. “Vergil,” he asked gently, “When was the last time you slept?”
“I had a nap this morning.”
“You know what I mean, when was the last time you had a full eight hours of sleep?”
Vergil thought back. His memory was fuzzy. But between work, school, and his son’s unpredictable sleeping habits... it had been...several days...weeks maybe?
He didn’t have to say anything, according to Dante. “That’s it, its decided. I’m taking the little squirt to mom’s for the next couple of days. You need some alone time, if only for you to get a decent night’s rest.”
“That won’t be neccessary-”
“Cut the bullcrap, Vergil. I can tell when you’re running on fumes. You can’t be a dad to Nero when you’re half dead.” He sighed, and stroked the top of Nero’s downy soft head. “You know, it’s not weakness to let us help you. You don’t have to go this alone. Mom, Dad...and yes, even me want to help you, to make sure you two are doing okay. Capice?”
Vergil sighed...perhaps one night at his grandparents while he recuperated would be enough.
“Very well... I trust you can drive him there? At a safe speed?”
“You wound me, brother! Like I’d ever put my adorable nephew in danger” he responded, mockingly offended. “But...I gotta ask you one favour though...”
“He kinda stinks.... can you change him first?”
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