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"Yes I already picked them up on your behalf. You were busy with other things, so I decided to get them while I was out." Vergil explained. In truth he had felt like he needed to take a more active role in preparing for their eventual child. So it was one of many small errands he went on.

A flash of light lit up the otherwise starless sky, like the crack of lightning without the boom of thunder. In a small field just outside of the small town, a divine circular pattern was burned into the dirt and grass. Kneeling in the center was a young man with two pairs snow white feathery wings, beside him was a glowing long sword that radiated a soft glowing warmth. The seraphim gasped as cool air filled his new human like body. For a moment his visioned darkened with black spots as his mind came to grips with his current form. Slowly he stood up and looked around, quickly noticing that this new body didn’t come with any kind of clothing. Despite being shielded via his lower pair of wings, they did nothing to help against the cold shiver that ran down his spine. Golden eyes scanned the first few buildings, settling upon a small clothing store. With barely a sound he lifted off the ground, hand grasping the hilt of the glowing blade as he lifted up into the cloudy nights sky. After a quiet landing in the back alley, and the usage of a little magic to bypass the lock, the seraphim stepped into the darkened store. Careful to shut off any alarms the mortal occupants may have set up, he quickly selected an outfit that suited his needs. As he gathered a two or three extra sets of clothes, he paused only to watch his wings slowly fade away into a pair of tattooed wings that ran along his back and shouders. “Ah. That’s how it works. Interesting.” Pulling the hood of his newly acquired hoodie over his head, the seraphim paused one more time to drop a few golden coins onto the stores counter, along with the sign of the Divine Ones scribbled on a slip of paper. Now that he was no longer naked, he quickly took to the skies once more, heading towards the towns old church. It was already evident that something was wrong; a thick layer of darkened ice covered most of the holy ground and walls, taking on the appearance of a cathedral of ice and snow. Landing at what was once the carved wooden front doors, the angel quietly muttered a prayer to the priest that once held service in this chapel. With some effort, he managed to force the frozen wood open just enough for him to slip inside. Yep, the inside was just as icy as the outside. The small crystalline butterflies were an interesting touch. The seraphim wiggled his fingers playfully at a few of them before carefully moving further in.

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"Well... After many threats and arguments back and forth... I managed to get his approval." Admittedly Vergil was being a bit overly dramatic. But the discussion between him and his brother led with a lot of scolding on Dante's part.

" .. So what I'm hearing is, I need to go to every daycare in the city until I find them .. "

" .. Time to ask a stupid question, I suppose: Why?"

"You are a baby and by and large tone-deaf."

-shrug-