Now this isn’t right. Much like you having been dubbed the ‘mate’ for Vergil, you were hanging with the ‘mate’ of his twin brother Dante. You two actually grew pretty close and became really good friends in this very very strange situation. Especially given that you two are almost always left behind when Dante and Vergil go hunting. Like tonight. So you two did what you always did when you were left alone, ate dinner in the main room watching the tv the boys got for you both so you wouldn’t be bored.

Dante and Vergil have taken care of you both down to an absolute ‘T’. Which also includes your meals. Vergil feeds you the same things he eats, lean meats and cooked vegetables. Every. Single. Meal. He doesn’t see what’s wrong with it. While Dante feeds his mate nothing but pizza and strawberry sundaes for ‘fun and delicious’ meals. So you two sort of bend the rules a little when they’re out. Dante’s mate eats some of your vegetables and meats, and you get some fatty pizza and creamy ice cream. Perfect!

Well it was until they came home unexpectedly early from hunting down the Sparda sword……and Vergil saw you shoveling pizza down your throat. It wasn’t that he didn’t like you eating different foods, it’s just that for his instincts, it’s almost like a slap in the face not to eat the food he provides for you. He wants to feed you the best, and to him, that best is foods made for warriors and sculpted protectors.

“How insulting, little raven. You’re eating the food my brother made for his mate and not the food I gave you?” Tsking in disappointment, he scooped you in his arms and left Dante to discipline his own mate, shaking his head. “I believe his mate is the bad influence of this. You will not see his mate again, understand? I do this because my mate deserves the best, and you will get the best.”