Vergil's OneShots (DMC Fanfiction)

Letters to Red

A/N: I was aiming for a 'letter to my past/future selves' idea here, but might have been lost along the way...

[Letters to Red]

Personality: Post DMC4/Pre-DMC 5 Vergil

Dear Blue,

Hello! This is the first time I'm writing to you, so I'm really excited. Mummy told me that when I talk to someone new, I should introduce myself.

Because we can't give each other our real names, you can call me Red! I'm 5 years old, but Mummy says that I have learnt a lot and that my English is very good. I actually have a brother that's the same age as me, and we look alike. Sometimes we have lots of fun playing around and purposely wearing each other's clothes and using each other's things to confuse Dad. Mummy always knows who is who, but Dad sometimes calls me by my brother's name, and it is really funny to see him try to come up with a way to tell between us. We even take each other's names sometimes, you know. I call him my name and he calls me the opposite, and Dad gets really mixed up. It's so funny.

My brother and I are not going to kindergarten, and that's a little bit sad. I don't understand why we can't go, but Dad says it's not good for us now. What is kindergarten like, Blue? Did you ever go to kindergarten? I hear from my friends at the other side of the fence that kindergarten is where you get to meet a lot more people and make friends and play together. They all have big sisters and big brothers to teach them how to read and write, and they even take their afternoon naps together.

I don't know if I will like that, actually. I have only been doing all those with my brother. I only need him. He is my best friend, so I don't need anyone else. We are going to stay together forever, because we only need each other. If there is going to be someone else who is going to be my friend, he or she has to like my brother too, because we are always together.

My brother sometimes make me unhappy, and we sometimes fight when he takes my toys or I take his. We always get scolded together, and Mummy makes us shake hands and hug and say sorry even though we don't want to. But when there is cookies, he always shares them with me. When I get chocolate, I also always share half with him.

Do you have a brother too, Blue? How is he like? Are the two of you always together? Do you like him?

I have to go now, Blue. I have to help Mummy buy vegetables. I will write to you again soon!

Lots of love (Mummy taught me to write this),

Red

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Dear Red,

Hello, Red. It is nice to meet you. I am also glad to be able to write to you, and I am fine with you calling me Blue. It makes it easier for me; I don't have to come up with a name of my own. Did you call us by colours because you like Red and Blue?

Your mother is right. Your command of English is very good for a boy of your age. You should continue to study hard and learn more words, and you will be able to express what you want to say. You are a very smart boy, Red, so you should not put them to waste.

You and your brother sound like the two of you are having lots of fun playing pranks on your parents. I pity your father for having to tell apart between you and your brother. I expect that I may have the same problem if I ever meet you. But do try not to tease your father too much. I'm sure he didn't prepare himself to have a pair of mischievous boys like you two when the two of you were born. He loves the two of you, and you and your brother should spend whatever time you two have to spend with him and your mother.