In Heaven We Meet Again

♥️🦋♥️

How many years have past?

It's been maybe, 60?

Either way, he finally passed way.

Mr. Emporio Alniño sat on a wooden bench, only surrounded by the white void. The sitting man sat down and went down his memory lane.

Over his past 60 years, he's made countless memories. Having grandkids, having kids, marriage, finding his first love.

He could go on and on. But, his mind only wandered back to the same place over and over again, when he was only 11 years old.

He couldn't bring himself to remember it, but his oh so dear friends.

Emporio sank and leaned his back, his head softly hitting..nothing. It was a void of course.

"I did not expect to see you here."

Emporio hastily looked to his right, to see the iconic Weather Report. His old blue bodysuit and tall white hat visibly shown. He had nice sitting posture, his smile slowly growing at the sight of his young companion.

Emporio was speechless. He wasn't entirely believing it, but believed it enough for him to tear up, his head down so that Weather couldn't see his face and instead his baseball hat.

He didn't think it was real. But when he felt the familiar touch on his back, Weather's hand patting it comfortingly.

His happiness and relief could only expand even more when out of the clear void, came a train.

The vehicle stopped its chugging, the train tracks that followed the train like footsteps now disappeared.

Emporio fixed his posture, head looking up, curious to see who it was.

The door to the car finally opened, and out came Anasui, plus another.

Anasui seemed to pulling the other person, who refused to jump out of the train.

After more commitment, Narcisco Anasui finally got them out, revealing a tall buff man, his cap hiding his face a bit and the chain connected to his jacket swaying.

Emporio could only cry even more.

"Weather Report," Anasui greeted. His face turned to Emporio, delighted to see him again. "Emporio," he added, smile widening.

Anasui never seemed this happy when he was alive. But the sight of him with excitement made the good swelling inside Emporio to rise high.

The other man, coated and his hands in his pockets, finally walked up to Emporio.

"Mr. Kujo," he muttered in disbelief.

"Well hello again, Emporio," Mr. Kujo (or Jotaro) said. He had his normal deep voice. "I know we never met properly, but I am delighted to see you again," he admitted.

Others came, Hermes Costello coming out quickly and hugging Emporio tightly, FF also entering. They all looked so free, and full of happiness.

Lastly but not least, came out Jolyne Cujoh. Cheerful she was, now reunited with the whole team.

The void was empty, only filled with the same old bench Emporio was sitting on and the 6 other friends.

When Emporio saw Jolyne step out of the not so transparent void, he couldn't help but jump into her arms and give the biggest hug ever.

"Jolyne," he stammered, choking on his cries. He definitely missed Jolyne the most. She helped him so much.

"I'm glad you practically saved us all," Jolyne thanked. The only response she got was the sobs of Emporio, still hugging dearly of her.

In the afterlife, they're reunited once again.

In heaven they meet again.

(I rushed this story, but this is basically my therapy to cope with the ending 😍)