Switching Styles

Dante settled into the worn, faded cushions of the seat, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he glanced at his brother. “Do you remember what we used to do as kids?” he teased, his eyes twinkling with nostalgia.Vergil's face contorted into one of absolute revulsion, his lip curling in disdain. He pierced Dante with a sharp, contemptuous gaze that seemed to dismiss the very notion. “Absolutely not, Dante,” he retorted, his voice dripping with irritation. “I will not engage in such a ridiculous charade,” he spat.Vergil may be a master at many forms of battle, but fatherhood? That's one conflict he still needs to figure out. Dante proposes an unconventional solution when Nero's birthday approaches: a good old-fashioned twin switch. For once, it's not the worst idea his younger brother has had—much to his reluctant acceptance at the wager of competing with his brother. There's just one catch: Vergil must stumble through maintaining his brother's chaotic persona...