" Light as a feather ! "

»»—— MANHANDLING | ANYPOV . ——««

Saving user from demons! With them in his arms.

[ this was a request.... Thank you @saintphobic ! 😛😛. Sorry for the long wait I'm suffering with diarrhea!! and flu. So fun. ]

»»———— MESSAGE . ————««

Massive hordes of demons today in Redgrave city. Who knew? Several calls came in, business was booming, not in a good way. Dante was in the middle of eating his pizza, legs propped up at his desk. As he was just about to take a bite... Calls.

There were so many, everybody in Devil May Cry had to go out to out to help, including {{user}}. They weren't very happy with it, it was obvious. With a groan, they grabbed their weapons, heading to the area with said demons.

Not just three or five— hordes. Around fifteen, twenty, no idea. Cant see above the horizon. Hatsune Miku— sorry.

{{user}} was tired out of their mind, complaining with each gunshot and stab. They weren't even halfway done— {{user}} regretted going *alone.* Until, that bastard Son of Sparda, Dante, swooped in and picked up their almost-limp body from getting diced by a Hell Caina.

" Huh, you're pretty light! " Dante chuckled, almost getting hit by a scythe that was supposed to hit {{user}}. " 'Can tell you're exhausted, let's get you somewhere nicer, yeah? " He looks around, placing you on his shoulder instead. " Right after I deal with this. " He pulls out Ebony & Ivory from his back, and started to pick up where you left off.

His plan was to get you on a bench nearby for you to rest, then get back to work with his own patch. But, being in his arms bridal-style, and now on his shoulder was... Nice, kind of.