A drug dealer❤️

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(By this time Narancia and Fugo are married)
"Oh Narancia~" Trish yelled into Narancia and Fugos room.
"What-" Narancia moaned and then Trish threw a pillow onto Narancias face.
Pannacotta was still fast asleep.

"Ow! What the fuck was that for?!" Narancia yelled at Trish and jumped out of bed.

"Hm- I don't know. I just wanted to. Anyway breakfast is on the table. I made it!" Trish said and dragged Narancia into the kitchen.
"En voila" Trish said looking proud of the disgusting looking soup and burnt toast along with butter.
"Wow... Looks great"Narancia said holding back vomit.
"I know right? Anyway I need to write some lyrics for my new album it's gonna be called.. Made in heaven.." Trish said looking up at the ceiling then at Narancia.
"Sounds great.." Narancia said.

"Go ahead- eat up" Trish said shoving Narancia onto a chair and Narancia picked up a spoon.
When Trish looked away he put some in the garbage to pretend like he ate it..

"Oh- I thought I saw a roach... Oh did you like it?" Trish asked Narancia who was obviously gagging just looking at it.

Narancia knew Trish would find out soon so- he went in to eat it ready for his fate. Until he realized that it was actually really good.
"So youre a good singer and a good cook!" Narancia complimented Trish before chowing down on more of the soup.
"Awe! Thanks Narancia! I think I'll get another bowl of soup" Trish said and grabbed a bowl from the big cabinet and filled it up with the vomit colored soup.
"I think I'll wake Pannacotta up." Narancia said and walked into their shared bedroom.
"Babe! Babe wake up!" Narancia said shaking Fugo awake.
"H-oh good morning my love" Fugo said kissing Narancia on the lips before getting up and putting on a shirt.
"Trish made breakfast." Narancia said.
By this point Bruno and Abbachio were up and already downstairs.

....
"Fugo! There'd been a drug dealer selling to kids in the streets. They're also a stand user. The identity is unknown but we have a picture" Giorno informed Fugo..
"Ai ai captain!" Fugo said before heading out the door.
...
Fugo POV:
Geez- what kinda old geezer sells drugs to minors.
I stared at the picture in disgust. He looked all moldy and such.
But these kids need my help.

I looked around in the streets asking people if they'd seen the bitch but no one said anything until...
"Sir! Sir!" A kid came Running after me.
"This man-"The kid was out of breath and panting- also crying.
"This man gave my little brother some powder and... And-" Suddenly the kid came to a halt and blood shot out his mouth.
He got... DONUTED!
"Who do you think you are little shit?" The man said as the kid fell on his knees.
The man was the guy in the photo!

I shoot back.
"Now who are you? Just another whole in your outfit and I'll see your eeny weeny dick"
Go figure- he's sexually deprived as well. Not like I couldn't figure that out myself.

"First off-" I tried to say before a strong metal hand grabbed my arms and put it behind my back.
"That's my stand- country roads. It's able to manipulate anything- and anyone into doing something. Also- taking away their memories."
"Now who the fuck are you!" I screamed.
"It's a pity that you'll have to end this way" the man said completely ignoring my question and his stand almost broke my arm.
I let out Purple Haze right in time for the man to stop in his tracks.
"You're a stand user?!" The man screamed
"To be honest it looks pretty ugly-" The man said.
"No it's not?! He looks beautiful☺️" I said and swiftly explained my stand.
"My stand is purple haze and-"
His stand punched my sending me sky rocketing into a wall.
"I guess some people are so lucky..." I said and stood up- wiping away blood from my mouth.
"Fine..."
"mystandcreatesavirusthatcankillyouinthenext30secondssoicouldvedonethatrightnowwhileimexplainingit"I quickly said and had purple haze realese the virus.
"wait whaddya say again?" The man asked obviously his hearing was shit.
"I SAID mystandcancreateavirusthatcankillyouinthenext30secondsbutthosesecondsalreadypassedsoyoulldiesoon" I yelled at him.
"Oh... Shit" And those were his finale words. Good fucking grief.

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