Naples, Italy. March 12th, 1990.
"But... Are we allowed to drive a car?" Formaggio asked.
"No", (Y/N) answered, taking the wheel. "I'm not of age yet so cross your fingers that we don't meet the cops.
- But... But... You know how to drive at least?
- Ha!" Melone mocked. "You'll see if she knows how to drive!"
With these words, the teenager opened the front passenger door to sit next to the young woman, but an insistent look from Risotto and he sat in the back, pouting.
"Fine, fine, I'll leave this seat to you..."
Formaggio sat down in the back between Melone and Ghiaccio, uncertain. He nevertheless tried to hide his apprehension behind a big smile and a fake good mood. As soon as he was on his seat, Ghiaccio put on his headphones so as not to be disturbed by the potential nonsense he was going to hear during the whole journey. So Formaggio turned to Melone, hoping to find a little more entertainment on his side. (Y/N) revved the engine and the car started.
"Okay, let's recap," she said, glaring at another car in the rearview mirror. "Formaggio, what is the mission about?
- Uh... An enemy clan is going to meet tonight in a forest in the Parco Regionale del Matese. And we have to eliminate them all.
- And how are we going to do it?
- Melone stays in the car to keep watch. I'm shrinking us all to infiltrate. And inside Ghiaccio freezes them to trap them all in one shot. Risotto robs them of their oxygen. And you Mamma, you-
- You don't have the right to call her that yet", Melone interrupted. "You haven't proved that you deserve your place with us yet.
- ... and you Leader, you personally take care of their boss to have a hostage and extract information from them.
- Excellent. You learn quickly, Formaggio."
The boy's face lit up a little more and he showed a big smile that (Y/N) didn't miss in the rear view mirror. She couldn't deny it, his good humor was contagious.
"Are we there soon?" he asked after a very short silence.
"In two hours and a half if all goes well", the young woman replied.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that Risotto was lost in thought, watching the landscape in silence. And behind him, Melone opened his window to put his head out the window and let his lilac hair twirl in the wind, a big smile on his lips. Ghiaccio rolled his eyes.
"Melone, you won't complain if you get an ear infection or conjunctivitis," Risotto grumbled.
"Yes mum", the boy laughed, sticking out his tongue like a dog.
Formaggio laughed. But Risotto was far from amused. He turned to (Y/N), concentrating on the road, and handed her a bottle of water. She thanked him with a smile and took the bottle from the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel. Immediately, Formaggio felt in danger.
"Um...shouldn't you stay focused? Because that's a b-
- Hey, did you know that in the Roman Empire, people used their piss as mouthwash?" Melone cut him off.
"Dude shut up!!" Ghiaccio barked as he had heard everything despite the music in his ears.
"You lying?!" Formaggio asked, taking on a disgusted expression.
"I swear!!
- Ew, yuck. And their shit as toothpaste?
- Mamma, permission to kick them out of the moving car?" Ghiaccio asked, getting annoyed at having to go all the way with those two weirdos.
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〖JJBA - EN〗- Last Judgement
FanfictionBorn of a French mother and an Italian father, (Y/N) is a very ordinary young girl. At least that's what she would like to claim. Because the truth, here it is, (Y/N) can see ghosts. Would this just be a simple paranormal ability? Or would that powe...