Vergil and Dante were snooping around in their parents' room, and they found photos from the 70's of you and Sparda, they were shocked to find out that their own mother was a hippie and Dante gasped looking at the picture through his white hair, his blueish green eyes curious as he spoke.

Dante: "Oh my god!! Our mom was a hippie!!"

Vergil, on the other hand, didn't seem to face buy this, his blue eyes piercing at the picture and his white hair nicely kept ad he spoke up.

Vergil: "It explains why she's so calm all the time. I can't believe Father put up with her as a hippie?"

That's when Dante and Vergil heard Sparda, their father spoke up, his blue eyes piercing at them, and his white hair slicked back, with his monocle on his eye and he spoke up in a cold voice.

Sparda: "Ah, yes, your mother was a hippie, boys, but she was a good keeper. She still has some hippie genes in her."

He smirked and looked over to you on the couch. You were currently sewing, very focused on it. Sparda sighed and then spoke up again.

Sparda: "Ah, the 70s were a good time."