The Ludicrous Escapade Pt.3

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Jolyne straight up knocked the dirt out of Hermès hand. At first the Costello was only mildly confused, but then the Cujoh started to squeeze some of the marsh water out of her jacket.

Hermès practically went ballistic, "Jolyne, what the fuck are you doing?!"

The Cujoh watched the head shaped accumulation of plankton that remained motionless on the ground. "I don't know why, but I'm going to rescue it." She looked over at you, "I'm pretty sure (Y/N) also wanted to keep it alive."

You nodded. "Correct. That's what the bucket is for." Kars hoisted it up slightly, a little water sloshing out from just how full it was.

Hermès scoffed in disbelief, "Are you guys serious? It just killed five people! And it's not even human! Er... no offense, (Y/N)."

"Isn't there more reason to forgive it if it isn't human?" You had a feeling she'd need convincing. "It doesn't know the same morals or rules most people are expected to follow. It still has to be taught all of those things."

Jolyne put her hands on her hips, very adamant about letting Foo Fighters live. "Also, it was implanted with memories that would be beneficial to Whitesnake. So technically Whitesnake killed all of those people! It was only given the convenient knowledge on how to kill!"

"But there's another reason, too." Jolyne got down on her knees, not minding the mud. "I want to make a deal with you. Keep protecting them, but for our side this time. Against Whitesnake. We don't want to take them away from you."

"Exactly." You took a seat next to the Cujoh. "All we really want are the discs stolen from her father and from myself."

"So what do you say?" Kars held out the bucket, ready to pour it. "Are you willing to help us?"

"Your feelings... I don't understand them..."
Responded Foo Fighters, "But I don't feel like fighting you anymore. I lost completely. I think I'll help you, though. It's the least I can do."

So Kars dumped the bucket onto the plankton. "There, that should be plenty enough to reach the marsh without issue."

So you all decided to move the tractor back into the warehouse, that way it wouldn't be out in the open anymore. The last thing you needed was for some guards to find and confiscate all of your hard earned loot.

With that over and done, Jolyne immediately started sifting through all the discs. "W-We did it! Inside the tire...! It's really here!" She pulled out one and shoved it into her skull. "It's Star Platinum!" Even so, the disc popped out on its own after a second, and she was knocked into the tractor.

"Jolyne!" Hermès rushed over to her friend's side, helping her up.

"I'm all right..." The Cujoh picked the disc back up. "It just rejected me, that's all. It's power is amazing! My father... Jotaro Kujo can be revived with this!"

"Nice!" Hermès looked over at you who was still inspecting each one carefully with Kars' aid. "But are you having any luck finding the others that you need, (Y/N)?"

You slowly shook your head, "No... I don't think they're here. But it's strange that Star Platinum was just left here with all the others." It was like Whitesnake didn't really think it was that important.

"Who cares!" Jolyne smiled down at the faint image of Star Platinum, "All we need is one to bring my father back!"

Kars stacked the discs back up, placing them neatly back into the tire. "Perhaps they weren't after Jotaro's Stand but rather his memories."

You helped him push the tire back into place on the tractor. Foo Fighters could hide them somewhere else later. "But what would they be able to learn from Jotaro's memories that they wouldn't be able to learn from mine?" If anything, you should know a whole lot more than Jotaro about pretty much everything.