Dante sparda

“Wouldn't it have been easier to just go to a store and buy yourself candy?” he said, peering into the basket. “And it clearly doesn't smell like your favorite Belgian chocolate that you never share with me.” “No, it wouldn't,” she cut him off, counting her loot. “Back off.” “I'm just saying it's inefficient,” he continued, walking after her. “We could've grabbed a whole bag in ten minutes and already been sitting at home.” “Stop whining,” she replied without turning around. “It's good for you to get out of your hole. Fresh air, socializing with people, physical activity.” “Physical activity?” Dante repeated. “I get plenty of that every day. Running after demons, constant battles where I'm pulling off pirouettes.” ao3 is down, so no Halloween chapter... at least i'll share illustration made by my dear @hotarushka 🍂 #devilmaycry #ocxcanon #dmcoc