You learn something new with a little help from a small lady.
Chapter 22: The Bestest Girlfriend
Heyyyy its been awhile! I'm getting back into writing, and what better way than a lil practice with the prettiest pixie ✨
This takes place right after Chapter 19. Hope you enjoy!
The office gets all cleaned up from your glittery prank over the next couple days. You had so much fun watching Scruffy Boy grumbling and complaining as he sorts through a myriad of trash and junk. And you even found some new trinkets for your collection! All in all, this pixie prank was remarkably successful and amusing for the resident fairy of Devil May Cry.
But you’re not without mercy. You help a little by covering the scent of moldy pizza and stale beer with your fairy magic. The air smells of fresh flowers and sweet strawberries as you dance to the music coming from the strange music box in the corner. Scruffy Boy glares up at your swaying form as he ties another trash bag, probably wondering if you’ll ruin his progress with more glitter. You wave down at him with a cheery smile, and giggle softly as he rolls his eyes while grabbing another trash bag. But the small smirk on his prickly lips as he tells you that despite all the cleaning, he’s really enjoying the company of a very pretty pixie.
You continue to watch him clean as you hum softly to the music, but your fairy light flashes red as the front doors opens with a loud creak. Scruffy Boy greets the visitor as you scurry off to the closest hiding place.
“Oh hey! Long time, no see, Patty Cake.”
You peek out from behind the phone on the desk. This lady is smaller than Pretty Lady and Sparkly Lady, you note as a young girl with wavy blond hair stomps across the office.
“Don’t you Patty Cake me!” she fumes while turning off the strange music box. “You missed my birthday party!”
“Yeah…sorry about that,” Scruffy Boy mutters as he scratches the back of his head. “Had to take care of some business.”
“Well, you better make it up to me!” the small lady demands while putting her hands on her hips. Scruffy Boy sighs as the small lady looks around the office with a puzzled look. “Wait a minute…you’re actually cleaning your office?” she murmurs while eyeing him with suspicion. “Who are you and what have you done with Dante?”
You giggle at the funny small lady as Scruffy Boy takes a seat behind his desk. “It’s really me, Patty.”
The small lady looks over at the couch. “Is that…glitter?” she asks while inspecting a sparkly part of the cushion. Then, her eyes light up with a sudden realization. “Oh my god! No wonder you’re cleaning!”
Scruffy Boy chuckles dryly. “Yeah, all that glitter was a real pain in my-”
“You’ve got a girlfriend!”
You tilt your tiny head at her strange words as Scruffy Boy furrows his brow. “What makes you think I have a girlfriend?”
The small lady gives him a disbelieving look as she approaches his desk. “C’mon, Dante…you never clean, all this glitter everywhere…” she trails off while sniffing the air. “And the flowery perfume is a dead giveaway!” she notes with an excited grin. “So, who is she? How did you meet? I bet she’s really pretty!”
Scruffy Boy glances down at you as your fairy light blinks yellow with curiosity. “Hate to break it to ya, but I’m still single,” he admits with a shrug, which only makes you even more curious about what they’re talking about.
The small lady seems nice…maybe I’ll ask her! you decide as Scruffy Boy smirks at the inquisitive gleam of your fairy light.
“Oh c’mon, Dante!” the small lady protests. “You can’t fool-”
“What’s a girlfriend?”
“Huh?” The small lady looks around in confusion at the sound of your tiny voice. “Ah!” she squeals in surprise as you flutter up to her face.
“Hiya, Small Lady! I’m a Peaseblossom!” you introduce yourself with a friendly smile, showing off the charming glow of your pink fairy light with a playful twirl.
The small lady looks up at you in wonder. “Aww, you’re so cute!” she gushes as your tiny body shakes with a mirthful giggle.
“Yeah, yeah…real cute until they make a mess outta yer office,” Scruffy Boy huffs as he leans back in his chair.
“Fair is fair, Scruffy Boy!” you exclaim, fairy light flickers orange as you shoot a glob of fairy dust towards his face. “You made a deal and I fulfilled it.”
Scruffy Boy dodges your glittery attack. A victorious smirk curves his lips as you blow a raspberry at him. Small Lady looks between you two speculatively.
“So, your girlfriend is a fairy?”
“I already told you I don’t-”
“Oh! What’s a girlfriend?” you ask sweetly, fairy light glowing yellow as you zoom up closer to her face. “Can you tell me? Pease?” you urge, pooching your lip while clasping your tiny hands in front of your chest.
Small Lady stares up at you warmly as she offers her hand. “Of course I can tell you!” she begins as you land on her palm. “A girlfriend is,” she pauses in thought. “Oh, this is hard, but I’ll tell you what I think.” Your fairy light blinks with anticipation as she finally sates your curiosity.
“I think it’s someone who cares about a person close to them, gives them lots of hugs and kisses, and does everything they can to make them happy.”
Your fairy light glimmers many colors before bursting bright pink. “I already do that for Pretty Boy!”
“That’s right, Lil Pea!” Scruffy Boy encourages you with a cheeky wink. “Sounds like my brother is one lucky guy.”
“Wait, what?!” Small Lady gasps as you flutter up to the second floor of the office.
You pay no mind to the muffled conversation below as you fly into Pretty Boy’s room. He’s sitting at his desk, writing in his journal with utmost concentration.
“Hey, Pretty Boy!” you call out while flittering around his head.
“Yes, Peaseblossom?” he replies as he continues to write down his thoughts.
“I just found out that I’m your girlfriend!”
Pretty Boy’s head snaps up as you hover above his face. “I beg your pardon?”
“A girlfriend cares a lot about someone, gives them lots of kisses, and does everything they can to make them happy,” you explain while hugging his nose. “So, that makes me your girlfriend!”
“And who exactly told you about this?” he inquires as you shower his grumpy face with tiny kisses.
“Small Lady! And Scruffy Boy said that you’re very lucky to have such a very pretty pixie as a girlfriend!”
“Did he now?” he growls softly, silver blue eyes narrowing as he rises from his seat.
Your fairy light blinks yellow as you watch him leave his room. The muffled voices stop as Pretty Boy marches downstairs…then, you hear the familiar sounds of spectral swords. You fly down the hall and dive towards Small Lady as both brothers fight among themselves in the office.
“So, that’s Dante’s brother?” she questions as Scruffy Boy dodges the spectral swords with some success.
“Yep! That’s Pretty Boy! Isn’t he dreamy?” you sigh as both brothers fight all across the office.
Small Lady looks up at you quizzically. “How did a grump like that end up with a small cutie like you?”
“I asked to be his fairy after he saved me and he accepted!”
“Aww, he saved you? How romantic!”
“Yeah!” you beam, fairy light glowing pink as you lead her up the stairs away from the brotherly bickering. “And I’ve been the bestest girlfriend ever since!”
This lil fairy drabble is a gift for my sweet friend and fellow harem sister, @drusoona! 🎉🥳🎊
Devil May Cry has never been more lively since you, the resident pixie, moved in and made it your comfy home. Pretty Boy is bestest protector a fairy could ask for, pulling pranks on Scruffy Boy is a lot of fun, and there’s always something new to discover in every nook and cranny.
But the best adventures happen when you come across new friends in unexpected places.
“I’ve brought more flowers.”
You dash out of your trinket box as Vergil enters his room. “Yayyyyy!” you cheer he sets the lovely bouquet down on his desk. “Thanks, Pretty Boy!” you gush, fairy light glittering pink as you flutter over to give his nose a sweet kiss.
Vergil smiles softly. “Anything for my fairy,” he replies, softly chuckling as your fairy light turns a darker shade of pink. “I’ll just be downstairs if have need of me,” he informs while turning to leave.
“And I’ll be making the prettiest dressy!”
You dive into the pile of blooms with an excited giggle as the bedroom door closes soft of click. Your fairy light shines yellow as peruse the flowers, softly humming while picking out your favorites to make dresses and hats. You inspect bluebells, tulips, daisies, violets, daffodils, columbines, roses…
Ribbet!
Your fairy light blinks red with surprise at the strange sound. What was that? you wonder while looking around the room.
Ribbet!
You turn towards the sound and tilt your tiny head as a pink water lily. “Hello? Are you a talking flower?” you ask curiously while pushing its petals aside.
Ribbet!
“Oh!” you gasp, fairy light glowing pink as you smile down at the little green frog hiding in the flower. “Hello! I’m a Peaseblossom! Who are you?”
Ribbet!
“Aww, that’s a lovely name! Do you wanna be friends?”
Ribbet!
“Yipeeeeeee!” you exclaim, fairy light glimmering through many colors as the little frog hops out of the water lily. “We’re going to have so much fun!” you declare while leading your new friend to your trinket box. “I have the perfect gift for you!”
Ribbet?
“Yeah! We’re friends now!” you explain before digging through your trinket box. “Ah ha!” you exclaim, pulling out a tiny crown made of gold metal. “I dub thee Prince Hops-A-Lot!” you announce while putting the crown on the little frog’s head.
Ribbet! Ribbet!
“I’m glad you like it! But you’re right…it needs to be just as cute as you!”
Your fairy light blinks yellow in thought before glowing brightly with a brilliant idea. You zip around the pile of flower, plucking various petals before sprinkling them with your fairy dust. Then, you will the power of your fairy dust to form each petal into a tiny flower. Your fairy light shines pink as you adorn your new friend’s crown with a colorful array of blossoms.
“There! A crown fit for a cute froggy prince!”
Ribbet!
You giggle happily as the little frog hops around you in joyful celebration. “Well, what do you wanna do first? There’s a lot more trinkets to find…or we can see what Pretty Boy is up to!”
Ribbet?
“Oh, Pretty Boy is protector!” you explain while taking a seat next to his froggy highness. “He looks after me and gives me lots of pretty flowers and sweet treats.”
Ribbet! Ribbet! Ribbet!
“Oh, I’m sure he didn’t realize that he picked up your bed! I’ll make sure he apologizes for that,” you reassure your new friend with a sweet smile.
Ribbet!
“That’s right! It’s not all bad…you’ve made new friend!” you beam while hugging the newly crowned frog.
Your fairy light blinks red with alarm as the bedroom door swings open to reveal a concerned Pretty Boy. “I heard some commotion…are you well, Peaseblossom?”
“Oh, I’m fine!” you respond while patting the little frog’s slick back. “I was just making a new friend!”
Vergil quirks his brow. “And just how did this frog end up in my bedroom?”
“Prince Hops-A-Lot was sleeping in that flower,” you inform while pointing to the pink water lily.
Vergil furrows his brow. “Ah…I didn’t realize…”
“Don’t worry, Prince Hops knows that you meant no harm,” you assure, fairy light glowing pink as you snuggle your new friend.
Ribbet!
“Oh yes! He wants you to apologize for taking him from his home,” you interpret with an encouraging smile and wide glossy eyes.
Vergil is taken aback. Apologize…to a frog? But as he looks down at your hopeful face, he realizes that you can communicate with this frog…and if he were ripped out his home, he would be very cross as well. So, he pushes his pride to the side for your sake and bows his head before muttering the words he never thought he would utter to a crowned frog.
“I apologize for taking you from your home.”
Prince Hops-A-Lot stares up at him in silence, then the little frog lets out a loud croak of…acceptance perhaps?
“Aww, he forgives you!” you translate while snuggling with your new friend.
Vergil blinks at the absurdity of this moment before offering recompense. “I can return…Prince Hops, was it?”
“Prince Hops-A-Lot!” you correct, fairy light gleaming pink with affection.
Vergil tilts his head at the odd name but makes no comment. “I can return Prince Hops-A-Lot to his home if he so pleases.”
Ribbet! Ribbet!
“Oh, that’s a wonderful idea! We can go swimming, catch some buggies, and take a nap on the lily pads!” you exclaim while your wings buzz with excitement.
Vergil smiles softly at your enthusiastic cheering. “Very well, just hop into the water lily with your new friend and I’ll take you on a little afternoon adventure.”
Your fairy light shines brightly with anticipation as you follow Prince Hops-A-Lot and make yourself cozy in the water lily’s petals. “I told ya we were gonna have so much fun!” you whisper elatedly to your newly crowned friend.
Ribbet!
Your small lips curl into a happy grin as Pretty Boy picks up the flower. “Yeah! It’s gonna be the bestest adventure!”
This lil fairy drabble is a gift for my good friend and fellow harem sister, @bettybattaglia! 🎉🥳🎊
You’re digging through your trinket box when you hear the front door of the shop open. An excited squeal leaves your lips as you zoom out of the room, looking forward to getting an even bigger trinket box that Pretty Boy promised to give to you. But instead, you spot Pretty Lady sitting on the couch and holding a hand mirror in front of her face while putting some kind of powder on her cheeks.
You quickly dim your fairy light as you fly over to the couch before hovering quietly in the air. You tilt your tiny head at the odd assortment of colorful powders inside a small bag. “Ooooh!” you exclaim, fairy light glowing yellow as you wonder what they could be. “Whatcha doin’, Pretty Lady?” you inquire while drifting into view just above her head.
Pretty Lady looks up at the sound of your twinkling voice. “Hey there, Sweet Pea!” she greets you with a radiant smile as you inspect the powdery brush with interest. “I’m just touching up my makeup before Dante and Vergil get back from whatever they’re doing,” she informs while examining her face in the hand mirror before closing it.
Your fairy light blinks a couple times in thought. “What’s makeup?”
“It’s a bunch of different products that help bring out your natural beauty,” she explains while pulling out an array of strange items from the small bag.
“Wow! So many colors!” you gush, fairy light flickering pink as you land on the couch for closer inspection. “What’s this?” you ask, pointing to a small container filled with sparkly blue powder.
“That’s eyeshadow,” she replies while reaching for the small container. “You brush it over your eyes,” she adds, turning it over to reveal an illustration with some instructions.
“Ooooooh!” Your fairy light shines brighter with understanding. “I had no idea you could put pretty shadows on your eyes!” you exclaim, clapping your hands excitedly before moving onto the next strange makeup. “And what about this?” you ask while pointing to a shiny black tube.
“That’s lipstick.” Pretty Lady opens the strange tube and gives it a little twist. “It adds color to your lips…see?” She shows you the red stick inside the tube before swiftly applying it to her lips in one seamless motion. Your fairy light flickers curiously as you watch her kiss the back of her hand and show you the imprint of her red lips.
“Ooooh!” you gasp, fairy light flashing red in surprise. “It leaves a kissy mark!” you exclaim with a happy giggle while doing a little somersault in the air. Your fairy light glitters pink and yellow as you flutter up and touch the kiss mark on the back of Pretty Lady’s hand. Some of the red lipstick smears onto your tiny fingers, making you squeal in delight as a devious pixie ploy forms in your mind.
“Do you wanna trade one of your lippy sticks for one of my trinkets?” you inquire with as much charm as you can muster. “Pease?” you implore sweetly while clasping your tiny hands in front of your chest.
Pretty Lady’s cheery face softens as she puts the red lipstick back down on the couch. “Aww! You don’t have to give me anything!” she replies with a small wave as she searches around inside her small makeup bag. “Here! You can have one of the samples I got from a boutique,” she offers while holding out a tiny fairy sized tube of red lipstick between her thumb and forefinger.
“Oh wow!” Your fairy light flits between multiple colors as you accept her gracious offer with a happy smile. “Thanks, Pretty Lady!” you exclaim, fairy light glowing pink as you hug the fairy lippy stick close to your chest.
“How could I refuse such a sweet pea like you!” she coos, making you giggle as she puts all of her makeup back into the small bag.
Pretty Lady is about to say something else when the front door of the shop bursts open, which gives you the perfect opportunity to slip away unnoticed. The brand new trinket box you were eagerly awaiting has now been forgotten as you hurry back to Pretty Boy’s room. You hide your new trinket among the pile of fresh flowers on the desk and wait until later that night to enact your mischievous plan…
(In the Morning...)
Vergil wakes up and warily looks around the room when you don’t greet him with your usual cheery smile. He slips out of bed before putting on his robe, still seeing no sign of you or the glow of your fairy light. The notable absence of a certain prankish pixie usually leads to some kind of mischief, but as to what that mischief could be…he wonders at the possibilities while making his way down to the kitchen for his morning coffee.
Dante is oddly silent as he walks past his desk, but when he passes by again with coffee in hand…Vergil notices that his little brother is trying very hard to hide his laughter, but the subtle shaking of his shoulders gives him away. “And what, pray tell, do you find so amusing this early in the morning?” he grumbles with a frown while glaring at his brother from the foot of the stairs.
“I uh…had no idea…you were such a lady’s man, Verg,” Dante stammers out in between his laughing fit while pointing at his older brother’s face. “Lil’ Blossom got ya good!” he adds with a cheeky grin before his rowdy laugh bellows through the shop.
Vergil eyes widen at the implication of his brother’s words and quickly rushes up the stairs to investigate his face in the bathroom mirror. And it’s there, in his reflection, that he finally sees what has his brother so tickled: it almost looks as if he’s come down with a bad case of chickenpox. But upon closer inspection, he figures out that this isn’t a malady at all…every inch of face, from furrowed brow to snarling mouth, is covered with tiny red kiss marks.
“PEASEBLOSSOM!”
“Yeah?” you respond brightly as you come out of hiding, fairy light glowing pink as you bat your eyelashes.
Vergil’s brow twitches irritably at your chipper tone. “What’s the meaning of this?” he demands while staring up at your sweet but most certainly not innocent eyes.
You cover your mouth with one small hand and softly giggle at his request. “You said that I can sleep in your hair,” you begin, fairy light flickering yellow as you hover closer towards his scowling face. “But you never said that I couldn’t pull any pranks while you slept!” you exclaim with a small squeal while tumbling in the air.
Vergil huffs indignantly as you twirl around his head in victory, fairy light shimmering between various colors as your twinkling laughter rings around his ears. He grabs a nearby washcloth and starts washing his face with soap and warm water. The tiny kiss marks streak across his skin as he aggressive rubs his cheek over and over until it’s completely clean.
“Aww…you don’t like my fairy sugar?” you whimper while pooching your lower lip.
Vergil spots your blue fairy light in the mirror as he moves onto his other cheek. He usually detests seeing your teary eyes, but the sad act won’t work on him this time as he simply ignores your pleading face. Your fairy light flashes orange as you cross your arms while sticking your nose up high in the air.
“Well, if you don’t like my fairy sugar on your face…” you trail off, fairy light flashing yellow before glowing pink and red as you fly in close to his ear. “Then I’ll just leave them somewhere else next time!” you whisper with a flirty wink. You blow a kiss towards his reflection, sending some fairy dust to burst into a glittery heart around his grumpy face.
Vergil glowers at you suspiciously. “You will do no such-!”
You’re already zooming away with a mischievous giggle before he finishes his angry command. Vergil lets out an aggravated growl as he shakes his head at your ridiculous antics. But his lips curl into a small smirk as he continues to wash every single small token of your affection, silently commending his very pretty pixie’s craftiness at getting the better of a Son of Sparda.
You hold up your end of the deal and pull a most devious prank.
Chapter 19: Doing The Impossible
Inspired by my chats with @exsultry! 🌺😊🌺
A couple of days pass until you enact your very clever fairy ploy. Pretty Boy serves as a distraction by getting Scruffy Boy out of the office for an hour…just enough time for you to sprinkle everything with your fairy dust! You fly all around the bottom floor of the shop and coat all the piles of trash, the desk, and the corner bar with your magical glitter that sticks like glue.
You hide behind one of the bars of the banister upstairs as soon as you are done with your sprinkling and wait for a few minutes. Your fairy light dims when the front door swings open, and you hold your mouth shut to keep from laughing at Scruffy Boy’s loud shouting. You peek around and see Pretty Boy chuckling softly with a smirk on his face as he takes a seat on the couch, which happens to be the only thing not covered with your fairy dust.
Scruffy Boy complains under his breath as he starts throwing away the piles of glittery trash. His soft mutterings get louder and louder the more he cleans, full on voicing his frustration by the time he gets behind his desk. “This is insane,” he grumbles while trying to scrap the sticky fairy dust off one corner. “I don’t clean…and this STUFF doesn’t come OFF!” he growls, desperately scrubbing the desk faster while his brother laughs quietly on the couch.
You duck back behind the banister as the front door swings open again but you do catch a glimpse of two ladies walking into the shop. Both of their footsteps stop a little way into the office, giving you an opening to take a closer look: one lady is very tall and blond while the other has dark hair and one red eye. Oh wow…they’re pretty like the bikini ladies! You wonder if they are friendly towards pixies as you take to the air quietly, hovering high above Scruffy Boy’s head until just the right moment to introduce yourself.
“What the hell happened here?” the tall blond lady asks while walking around the shop and crossing her arms.
“It looks like a stripper exploded or something,” the dark-haired lady quips with a tilt of her head.
Scruffy Boy lets out a dry laugh as he sits back in his chair, which gives you the perfect opportunity to introduce yourself. Your wings flutter faster while he talks, sprinkling your fairy dust in a big cloud right on top of his head. “Believe me…an exploding stripper would’ve been a lot more interesting than-”
He stops short as soon as your fairy dust lands with a glittery poof right on top of his unkempt hair. Both ladies blink in surprise while Scruffy Boy looks up at you with an annoyed glare. You wave down at him playfully while your pink fairy light blinks mischievously, which gets the attention of the pretty ladies as they both stare up in awe. Pretty Boy glances up from his book and gives you a small secretive grin before going back to his reading as if nothing is amiss.
The tall blond lady squints up at you. “What the-”
The dark-haired lady’s eyes widen in surprise. “Is that a-”
You zoom down towards the dark-haired lady. “Hiya Pretty Lady!” you greet with a graceful flip in the air and a toothy grin. “I’m a Peaseblossom!”
“Aww! You’re so adorable!” Pretty Lady gushes as you twirl around her head, making sure to show off your charming glow and sparkling body.
“Pff! Don’t let ‘em fool ya,” Scruffy Boy warns while shaking fairy dust off his head. “They’ll eat all your ice cream and make a mess outta your office if you’re not careful!”
Your fairy light turns orange as you blow a small raspberry in his direction. “I said I was sorry!” you contend while stomping your tiny foot impatiently. “And you’re the one that told me to do my worst, Scruffy Boy!” you remind him with an annoyed huff, fairy light glimmering yellow as you cross your small arms and stick your nose high in the air.
“Wait…” Scruffy Boy pauses his shaking and quirks an eyebrow at you. “This is your prank?”
“Not just any prank!” You fly over and land on the deck before launching into a brief explanation. “I offered to show you how I can make you do the impossible, and you accepted the deal by swearing upon your name!” you exclaim proudly, fairy light shuffling through a few colors before popping back to its usual shade of pink.
The tall blond lady raises a well-trimmed brow. “You made a deal with a fairy?” she questions with a dumbfounded glare.
Scruffy Boy shrugs. “It didn’t seem like a bad idea at the time…” he admits with a sour grumble, brushing off more of your fairy dust from his red jacket.
“I don’t understand,” Pretty Lady shakes her head as she looks around the shop before going on, “what does covering everything with glitter have to do with making Dante do something impossible?”
Pretty Boy looks up from his book. “Dante never cleans, and yet here he is,” he trails off while gesturing around the office with one hand, bringing everyone’s attention to your masterful plan. “Taking out the trash and scrubbing every inch of the office.”
A brief silence hangs in the air as they all realize that you have indeed managed to achieve the impossible. Scruffy Boy holds his face in his hands while mumbling about getting tricked by a pipsqueak fairy while both pretty ladies burst out laughing. You take off from the desk and giggle along with them, tumbling in the air while your fairy light flickers through multiple hues victoriously.
“Oh wow!” Pretty Lady marvels with an impressed grin. “That’s pretty devious…I like it!”
“Yeah,” the tall blond lady concurs with a nod. “Not bad for a pixie.”
“Aww!” You surround your hovering form with glittery hearts while striking a cute pose. “Thanks, Sparkly Lady!”
“The name’s Trish,” she corrects with a flip of her long blond hair. “But I suppose Sparkly Lady is better than Scruffy Boy.”
“Hey! The scruffy look is all the rage right now!” Scruffy Boy retorts as he goes back to scrubbing his desk.
“And I’m Lady!” the dark-haired lady introduces herself with a small wave of her hand.
Your fairy light blinks red as you gasp out in surprise. “Your name’s really Pretty Lady?” you inquire with wonder in your voice, clapping your hands excitedly when she gives you a confirming nod.
Both pretty ladies ask how you met the brothers. So, you spin the tale of how Pretty Boy saved you from demons while bouncing around the shop ecstatically, glad that they want to be friends with the resident pixie of Devil May Cry.
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Vergil nurses you back to health before teaching you a very important lesson.
Chapter 14: How to Lecture a Troublesome Fairy
This entire scenario of Lil Pea eating all of Dante’s ice cream is inspired by my chats with @drusoona and @exsultry. Love ya, ladies! 😘
It seems that a pixie nap only lasts an hour. During that time, Vergil reads a few chapters of his book while he fully processes your latest fairy antic. At first, he is furious at you for putting yourself in danger and making him worry. But as he watches your purple fairy light blink in time with your cute little snores, his anger slowly subsides from his relieved mind.
Now, he cradles you close with a protective hand as the absurdity of the situation finally hits him. His mind runs through every step of your foolish ploy: First, you find out about Dante’s stash of strawberry ice cream and figure out where he stores it. Then, you break into the freezer just so you can overindulge in the ice cream, not realizing that you also locked yourself inside as well. Lastly, you are somehow able to gobble down four cartons worth of strawberry ice cream, which results in a horrible stomachache.
The more he thought about your ridiculous stunt, the more he becomes amused by the whole thing. He wonders once again how such a small frolicsome fey can best a Son of Sparda…by eating all their ice cream. His lips curl into a grin as a low chuckle rumbles deep in his chest, gradually getting louder until it finally turns into genuine laughter.
Vergil keeps laughing to himself until a string of tiny giggles chimes in with him. He detects a soft pink light glowing from the corner of his eye and when he glances down, he sees that you are wide awake and staring up at him in total admiration. “And what, pray tell, are you giggling at, my troublesome fairy?” he inquires abruptly, ceasing all laughter while he snaps his book closed before setting it on the bedside table.
“I’m all wrapped up like a baby!” you exclaim, still giggling while you snuggle down in the hand towel currently keeping you safe and warm.
Vergil quirks an eyebrow. “An apt description,” he begins to note, which earns him a series of cute cooing noises while you dazzle him with an adorable smile and pink fairy light. “For only a baby would foolishly eat that much ice cream,” he finishes, pining you down with a harsh glare.
You pooch your lower lip out into a doleful pout and your fairy light glimmers dark blue while your cute cooing turns into sad whimpers. As your eyes get glossy with unshed tears, Vergil sighs and carefully pats your tiny head with two fingers. He suddenly does not have the heart to be angry with you anymore. You are, after all, the literal embodiment of chaos and mischief, so the occasional silly shenanigan is to be expected so long as you are here. But that still does not mean that you are getting away with your reckless actions without a stern lecture.
“You shouldn’t take nor eat what isn’t yours, Peaseblossom,” he admonishes softly, giving you one last pat on the head before withdrawing his fingers.
Your fairy light blinks yellow a couple of times before you speak. “Why?” you ask, small voice filled with curiosity while your head tilts to the side.
“It’s very disrespectful,” he explains, pausing for a moment when he hears the front door of the shop creak open. “Even to a fopdoodle such as my little brother,” he adds, making you giggle again while he silently wonders how long it will be before his brother has need for ice cream. “And I do believe you’ve learned the hard way why we don’t gorge ourselves on ice cream,” he points out, raising one brow at you while your fairy light flickers blue for a moment before glowing green.
“I’m sorry,” you apologize, eyes gleaming with sincerity as you try to explain yourself. “It’s just that the strawberry snow was so yummy and-”
“WHERE DID ALL MY ICE CREAM GO???”
The surprised shout from Dante bellows throughout the shop. Your fairy light flashes red before completely fading away while you shuffle down deeper in the hand towel. Vergil rolls his eyes and shakes his head. “If he really can’t figure out what happened to his ice cream…then he’s a bigger fool than you,” he scoffs, carefully patting the bundle of pixie resting his chest since your head is no longer visible. “And it’s Dante that you should apologize to,” he informs softly as your head slowly peeks out of the bundled hand towel.
The clattering of dishes and the slamming cabinet doors echoes throughout the shop. My dunce of brother must be searching the kitchen now, he surmises while rolling his eyes again at all the ruckus he is causing. “But you should wait until you’re feeling better to make it up to him,” he advises while his fingers gently pat your head again.
You give him a gracious grin while your fairy light glows pink. “Thank you for saving me again, Pretty Boy.”
“But of course.” One of his fingers gently caresses your tiny cheek as a soft smile graces his lips. “I’ll always protect my very pretty pixie."
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Chapter 15: Lil’ Blossom’s Apology
After spending a whole day tearing the kitchen apart, Dante came to two possible conclusions: either a sneaky critter or a resident pretty pixie devoured all his ice cream. An unwanted pest eating his precious treat isn’t too hard to believe; it has happened before, and he would not be surprised if it happened again. But this time he was sure that he closed the freezer door, and there is no way that a pipsqueak like you could have-
“What the hell?”
Dante quirks his brow as he approached his desk, which is now covered with a huge pile of coupons. He snatches one of coupons and sees that it can be redeemed for a free strawberry sundae. And as he takes a seat behind his desk, he recognizes most of these coupons as the ones that a certain mischievous fairy hid away from him for “being a big meanie” to his brother.
Well, this is unexpected, he thought as he surveyed the amount of free pizza and sundaes he can now afford. Out of the corner of his eye he catches sight of a soft yellow glow dimly shining from behind the portrait of his mother. “Hey!” he calls out, which causes your fairy light to flicker red in surprise. “I see you hiding there, Lil’ Blossom. Why don’t you c’mon out and-”
Dante cuts himself off as soon as you peek out from behind the photo frame, little eyes wide and glossy with tears as your fairy light glows blue. “Whoa, easy there,” he murmurs, pushing aside some of coupons to make more room for you. “What’s the matter?”
You step out from behind the portrait, small face contorted with regret as you stare up at him. “I’m sorry I…eated all your strawberry snow!” you sob, fairy light turning a darker shade of blue as a few tiny tears streak down your cheeks.
Some of your tears land on his desk and sprout a couple of blooming roses below your feet for a few seconds before dissipating in a puff of sparkling smoke. The sight of you crying erases all the irritation from the previous day and instead pulls his heartstrings a little as he tries to calm you down. He goes to pat your head, but he thinks better of it and just rests his elbows on his desk before leaning in to get a better look at you.
“So, you’re telling that you ate all four cartons of my ice cream…by yourself?” Dante asks softly in total disbelief, putting on his best shocked face in hopes of lightening your mood a little.
You nod. “Mm-hmm!” you sniffle while wiping your tear streaked face. “It was just so yummy and sweet and-”
“And just where the hell did you put it all?” he interrupts, moving his head from side-to-side as if trying to find the rest of his missing ice cream hiding behind their back.
“In my belly, of course!” you giggle softy, fairy light flickering between pink and orange as your iridescent wings buzz in amusement.
Dante smirks and leans back in his chair, dramatically stroking his scruffy chin as he stares up at the ceiling in deep thought. “Huh…must’ve been one helluva stomachache you got afterwards, amiright?” he proposes casually, hoping that you will take the bait and tell him how you came across his precious dessert in the first place.
Your fairy light glows blue again as you nod your head. “Uh-huh,” you whimper before your wings snap open with elation while your fairy light shines bright pink. “But Pretty Boy saved me again!” you exclaim with a happy grin before taking to the air, zipping around Dante’s head as you regale him with the tale of your tiny adventure.
Well, well…seems Lil’ Blossom is a very pretty resourceful pixie as well, he surmises as he listens closely. It seems this all started when you found his ice cream in the kitchen. And after having a taste of heaven in a bowl you just had to have more. So, you just break into the freezer, which is honestly kind of impressive considering your size and dig into four cartons of ice cream, all the while not realizing that you were now trapped inside. But fairies must really be lucky since Vergil came to your rescue just in the nick of time. He finds you half frozen, groaning in pain, and quickly nurses you back to health.
“Isn’t Pretty Boy the best hero?” you gush at the end of tale, swooning in the air as your fairy light shimmers through various colors before settling on pink again.
Dante chuckles and shakes his head. “He sure is for a pretty little thing like you,” he wonders aloud, still wrapping his head around the idea of Vergil making friends with a cute and quirky fairy. But he is willing to play along since you can somehow get past that stoic shell of his and make his grumpy brother laugh on occasion.
“So, lemme get this straight,” he begins, sitting back up in his chair as he stares at your fluttering form in front of his face. “You’re giving me back all these coupons because you feel bad about eating all my ice cream?” he questions with a raised brow, genuinely curious as to why a fairy would suddenly care about stealing someone’s valuables.
Your fairy light turns yellow. “Pretty Boy said taking stuff that isn’t yours is dis...dis…” You pause as your fairy light glimmers orange for a moment before bursting back to bright yellow. “Disrepeckerable!” you exclaim proudly, smiling up at him as if you just performed a remarkable achievement before going on. “I don’t wanna be a meanie!” you declare with a shake of your tiny head.
You drop down and grab one of the coupons before flying over to one of his hands. Dante turns over his hand so that you could land on his open palm. “I didn’t know that is was bad and…” You lay the coupon down at your feet before wrapping your tiny arms around his thumb. “I’m sorry, Scruffy Boy,” you apologize in small voice, fairy light glowing green as your eyes gleam with sincerity.
Dante nods in understanding as his heart melts a little at your adorably small hug. “Ah hell,” he sighs while leveling his hand up so that he could see you properly from behind his messy hair. “I can’t blame ya too much, Lil’ Blossom,” he accepts your apology with a soft smirk. “Strawberry ice cream can be mighty tempting,” he adds with a sympathetic twinkle in his eye.
Your fairy light blinks a couple times before shining light pink as you hug his thumb tighter with a grateful smile. Dante hums in thought as he remembers that both of you may have started out on the wrong foot, but it seems now you have finally found some common ground with him. “Hey,” he whispers as soon as he comes to the decision to offer you a truce. “The next time you want some ice cream…just tell me and I’ll share some with you, okay?”
“Really?!” you gasp, fairy light flashing red in shock as your wings begin to buzz excitedly. Dante nods and before he can even speak, you are already taking to the air in a fit of happiness. “Yayyyyy!!!” you squeal joyfully, spinning around his head as your fairy light flits between a multitude of colors.
Dante lets out a hearty laugh at your jovial flight before looking down at the coupon still in his hand. “Speaking of which…how about I call for some pizza and use this for a free strawberry sundae?” he suggests with a mischievous glint in his eyes, knowing all too well that it will annoy the hell out of his brother if his pretty little pixie ends up loving pizza too.
“Yeah!” you reply with a cheer, landing softly in the pile of coupons before popping your head out just as he reaches for the phone. “What’s a pizza?” you inquire, fairy light glowing yellow as you tilt your head in curiosity.
Dante smirks at your cute question as he dials the number of his favorite pizza joint. “Only the most wonderful treat in the world, Lil’ Blossom.”
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Vergil makes his own deal with his very pretty pixie.
Chapter 18: Three Simple Tasks
You spend the rest of the day mulling over what great prank to pull on Scruffy Boy. The specifics of the deal you made is that it must make him do the impossible…and you think you have it all figured out! All you need is some kind of distraction while you enact your ingenious plan.
“Peaseblossom.”
Pretty Boy calls your name while you are digging through your trinket box. Your fairy light glimmers orange as you squeeze out from the cramped spaces between the lost treasures. “Yeah?” you respond, fairy light turning pink as your tiny head pops out to gaze up at him.
“I’d like to speak with you about the deal you made with Dante,” he requests softly, pulling out a chair out to sit at the desk while you close the lid of your trinket box.
Your fairy light turns yellow and blinks curiously. “What about it?”
Pretty Boy sighs deeply. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t do anything too…drastic to my foolish brother.”
“Dwastic?” you repeat the unfamiliar word. “What’s that mean?” You take a seat at the edge of the box, fairy light glowing brighter as you kick your tiny legs playfully.
“It means extremely dangerous,” he informs stoically, “such as-”
“Trapping him in the Fairy World?” you suggest, wings popping out while your fairy light flickers red. “Luring him into a kelpie’s den?” you offer another example while taking to the air, buzzing around his head a couple of times before hovering in midair close to his face. “Tricking him into eating olives?” you deliver the last option in the most dramatic voice you can muster, cupping your cheeks while your mouth hangs open in shock.
Pretty Boy nods. “Yes, those all sound very dangerous.” He tilts his head while his brow furrows in thought. “But I don’t mind the last example.”
“Ooh!” Your fairy light blinks in surprise. “I’ll keep that in mind for another prank!” you giggle mischievously, tiny body swaying mirthfully as your fairy light changes back to your charming pink glow. Pretty Boys chuckles along with you as he offers his hand for you to stand on. “Hmm,” you hum, tapping your chin with one finger while pondering his request as you land on his hand.
“I guess I can go easy on Scruffy Boy,” you reconsider even though you already had a plan in mind, “but only if you do three simple tasks for your very pretty pixie!” you announce with a sly grin, figuring that you might as well use this to rope him into making a deal of his own!
Pretty Boy’s eyes narrow as your fairy light flickers between pink and yellow. “And what, pray tell, do you want in exchange for this small favor?”
“One!” you exclaim before jumping backwards off his hand, somersaulting in the air before landing gracefully on the desk with a soft thud. “This trinket box is full.” Your wings buzz softly as you glide across the desk towards the box in question. “Can you get me another?” you ask nicely, patting the box before clasping your tiny hands in front of your chest. “Pease?” you implore sweetly with hopeful eyes.
Pretty Boy quietly considers your first task for a moment. “I can not only get you another one…I can make sure it’s an even bigger trinket box.”
Your tiny body trembles in excitement before taking off from the desk. “Two!” You zoom across the room and land on the bedside table. “As much as I like the strawberry snow…I really miss my favoritest treat!” you reveal while dancing around a teacup and saucer, fairy light gleaming off the ceramic surface in the most mesmerizing way. “Can you get me some elderberries?” you inquire at the end of your dance, wings fluttering curiously while your head tilts to the side.
“Elderberries?” Pretty Boy quirks an eyebrow before nodding his head slightly. “Consider it done.”
You clap your hands happily at his quick response before taking off from the bedside table. “Three!” Your fairy light twinkles pink and red as you fly towards Pretty Boy, twirling around his shoulders before hanging upside down in midair above his head. “Can I sleep in your hair at night?”
Pretty Boy’s head snaps up to stare at your hovering form, pinning you with his intense gaze while his brow furrowed in confusion. You just stare right back with wide expectant eyes, holding your chin with both hands zooming in closer and closer until you are face to face with his crinkled brow. Both of you engage in a test of wills, waiting to see who will back down in this very odd staring match between half devil and pixie.
After a few moments of contemplative silence, Pretty Boy finally scoffs and crosses his arms while never breaking eye contact with you. “Very well,” he agrees very hesitantly, eyes shining with resolute uncertainty as he squints at your very clever ploy of saving the most mysterious task for last.
“Yipeeeeeee!” you squeal, fairy light flitting through multiple colors while celebrating in the air with a few joyous spins and some sprinkling of fairy dust. “Thanks, Pretty Boy!” You dash down and hug his nose with all your small might, genuinely happy that he agreed to all your terms. Your wings shake a little as Pretty Boy fidgets under your affectionate embrace, looking away from your tiny form as you pull away with a gleeful smirk.
“Do you wanna help me make your brother do the impossible?” you offer with an impish giggle, fairy light glowing bright pink while batting your eyelashes innocently.
Pretty Boy raises an interested brow while one corner of his mouth quirks into a conspiratorial grin. “And how exactly is my fairy going to achieve that?”
Your body quivers in unrestrained joy before darting in close to his ear, whispering your plans very softly while Pretty Boy nods and praises your very clever prank…
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