The Ludicrous Escapade Pt.2

Balloon Boys

"Y-You bastard... Th-This Stand..." Giorno could barely get the words out in his current condition.

"Use Golden Experience to defend yourself!" Shouted Bruno as the enemy Stand pulled Giorno down into the floor, "(Y/N), could you use your Stand to..." His voice trailed off when he realized that there was no opening into the ship where Giorno had been pulled in. All that was left were a few splatters of blood atop the wood. "I-Impossible!"

You walked up behind the group leader, "Yeah... it's too late for me to use it now. I don't know where the enemy or Giorno are anymore."

Abbacchio stepped up and put a hand on both yours and Bucciarati's shoulders. "You guys shouldn't go down there. Actually, stay back." His hands returned to his sides, "It's not that I trust Giorno Giovanna as one of us, but Giorno seems to believe that the two of you won't abandon him. He does some pretty crazy shit. Giorno Giovanna... What if that had actually killed you?" He shook his head, looking back to you and his group leader, "So, again, you shouldn't go down there."

You gestured to the insect still buzzing around, "At least we know he's not dead yet. Or else that would have reverted back to a shoe."

As it moved closer, Abbacchio tugged you away from it, "The enemy is there, Bucciarati! Both Narancia and the enemy must be there below deck!"

"Sticky Fingers!" Bruno brought out his Stand which punched the floor, opening it up like a jacket. He looked through the new opening, "None of them are here!"

"Maybe they're directly under where the fly is." Suggested Abbacchio.

"He's not just hiding under or behind something, it must be with his ability." You furrowed your brows, thinking, "Just what exactly was it doing to Giorno when it attacked him?"

"Hey. The fly is coming around now." Informed Abbacchio, "I hate to admit it, but it seems like I'll have to accept what Giorno's been saying. I'll use my Stand to solve the mystery!" The bug moved even closer, "But this spot is no good!" He grabbed you as he jumped into the hole made by Bruno's Stand, pushing the black haired man in too. The wood was quickly zipped closed.

All three of you stood up and Abbacchio led the way through the cabin, saying, "Moody Blues!" For a second you could have sworn you saw some sort of afterimage of Abbacchio. A glossy purple figure with a digital clock on its forehead appeared behind its user who continued moving, "Does Narancia from five minutes ago work?"

"Yeah, that should be fine." The numbers on Moody Blues' head started to change to the aforementioned time. The Stand leaped through an opening up to the deck with all of you chasing after it. Bruno then checked to see if the coast was clear, "The fly is on the other side of the boat. Now's our chance. Do it quickly."

You were fairly curious about what exactly Moody Blues would do. When it seemed to find the right place, it's shiny skin shifted to become Narancia. It sat down, bopping its head to the rhythm of a song playing from nowhere.

"What's that noise?" Asked Bruno, confused.

"He was listening to music through his headphones earlier." You explained. "I think this is right after Mista poured soda on his boombox. He was attacked shortly after this."

"I'll move it forward then." The time on Moody Blues' head ticked away at a faster pace and continued through Narancia's movements as though someone were fast forwarding. It stopped right at the point when Bruno had announced why all of you were on the yacht.

Bruno glanced around the ship, "That was my voice. He was attacked right after this conversation." He pointed at the Stand, "We better be able to see just how he was attacked, Abbacchio."