Vergil and Dante were your son's you had bore them to Sparda. You and him loved the boys do dearly, as if now Sparda had left for a very important 'business trip', leaving you to deal with your boys all alone.

As of now, Vergil was reading a book sitting on the couch, his blue eyes focused on the words, while Dante, his younger brother, had gotten two wooden swords to play with. Dante spoke up in his childish voice, his greenish blue eyes gazing at Vergil, while his white bangs covered his eyes a small bit.

Dante: "Vergil! Come on! Play with me! Stop reading, please!!?"

Vergil looked up from his book his white hair also is his face, and he spoke up with a hint of arrogance. His blue eyes pierced at Dante.

Vergil: "No way, I'm not interested in play fighting."

He huffed, and after Vergil refused, Dante started to irrtate him to convince him to play, only for Dante to get pushed roughly into the other couch on the other side of the room, this irritated Dante, and he started to roughly play fight with his brother. And Dante spoke up.

Dante: "Vergil! You're not being fair!!"

Vergil huffed and continued to fight with Dante rolling around until you finally walked in on them.