Dio Meets His Mafia Boss Son (EMOTIONAL)

Chapter IV

Dio is sweating profusely as he runs to get distance between him and Jotaro. How could this be? Not only was Jotaro here, but he is married and has a child? That's impossible! How could any women possibly love that man?

Dio knew his time was limited, so he needed to get Giorno on board with his plan as soon as possible. How can I do that? Should I use another Shrek analogy? No... I don't think that would work... Dio thinks.

"Dad? Are you alright?" Giorno asks when he catches up to him.

"Let's go see if the others have finished their ride yet." Abbachio says not long after.

Dio wipes the copious amount of sweat off his face and looks at Giorno. "I'm fine, Giorno. Let's head back to the others." He smiles. "Giorno, can I talk to you about something important?"

"Sure?" Giorno responds.

Abbacchio groans. "I'm going to go ahead because I don't want to hear Giorno talk." He speeds off while listening to his music blasting in his headphones.

"Don't mind him, he's still in a mood because he got banned from Hot Topic earlier this week for fighting some middle aged woman. Anyways, what did you want to talk about?"

Dio grabs Giorno by the shoulders and stares into his eyes. "Giorno, you know that you're my favourite child? Not that I have any other children of course..." He mumbles.

"What are you talking about?" Giorno checks his nails while Dio is talking.

"I don't have much time left! The cursed Joestar family is trying to assassinate me again! Giorno, please use Gold Experience to protect me! Then we can work together to attain heaven and rule the world!" Dio pleads.

"Uh..."

"Giorno! If I die, who will tell you dad jokes? Who will give you a curfew? Who will accidently grill your pizza because they don't know how to use an oven? And lastly, who will play catch with you?! It is I, Dio, who will do these for you!"

Before Giorno could come up with a response, they reached the others, who had also finished their ride.

"You guys aren't dead! That's a relief!" Mista cheers, believing that something had happened since they took so long.

Bucciarati walks closer to Giorno and Dio. "What ride do you want to go on ne- wait. Who is this?" He looks over to Jotaro, who had followed them.

"Oh! I didn't see you there Dr. Kujo!" Giorno introduces him to the others. "This is Dr. Kujo, I sat next to him on that ride."

Dio shreaks. "Giorno! That's one of the Joestars! Get away from that man immediately and protect me!"

"Giorno, I've got to eliminate this man. Step aside." Jotaro says calmly.

"Giorno! Listen to him! Don't get involved!" Bucciarati shouts.

"EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Giorno shouts as loud as he can, silencing everyone in proximity of him. "Can someone tell me what's going on before I pick a side?!"

Polnereff speaks up. "Giorno, you can trust Jotaro there, he is my friend!"

"Polnereff, why the fuck are you a turtle?!" Jotaro asks. "Wait... nevermind that. Giorno, Dio is dangerous and is trying to manipulate you. Let me handle this and don't get involved."

"I'm not stupid! I know that! But I wanted to feel like a normal teenager for once with an actual dad! I'm the most powerful person in Italy I can handle him myself if he gets out of line!"

"What part of vampire dad who dresses like a stripper and Mafia boss son seems normal to you Giorno?!" Mista questions.

"Mista you're the father of six tiny stand creatures and think spending thousands on your outfit will make you look good. Don't question me on what's normal."

"Good grief, why would you want Dio as your dad." Jotaro sighs in disbelief.

Dio stood in shock at what his son said. Did Giorno plan to exterminate him if he tried to enact his plans?! He needed to escape from everyone quickly before he is killed for real.

Dio starts sprinting away in the opposite direction of Jotaro.

"Dio! Get back here!" Jotaro shouts and runs after him. "If anyone finds him, kill him immediately!"

Everyone stands in shock. "I don't really feel like killing him, to be honest." Mista says, cleaning his revolver.

"Yeah, same." Narancia adds on. Trish and Fugo nod their heads in agreement.

"I'm not gonna cause a friend to die. Again." Abbacchio states.

Bucciarati sighs. "Guess no one is helping. I'm gonna go exterminate a bitch." He starts heading towards the direction Dio ran off to.

"Bucciarati! Wait!" Giorno follows after him.

"You said that you'll handle him if he steps out of line, but don't worry about that, I'll deal with him for you Giorno." Bucciarati smiles warmly. "Why didn't you tell me you felt this way before?"

"I thought my wealth as a Mafia boss would fill the void, but it turns out that Gucci bags aren't a good replacement for a nuclear family."

"It's OK Giorno. You don't need a conventional family to feel like a normal teenager. Why don't we go play catch? Killing Dio can wait."

"I'd love that." Giorno smiles.

Meanwhile, Jotaro walks into the nearby staff only area to find someone dressed as Minnie Mouse.

"Hi, did you see a tall, buff, blonde man run through here? It's an emergency."

The Minnie Mouse didn't respond. Jotaro sighs. "Dio... are you disguised as Minnie Mouse right now?"

Eventually, a high pitched voice could be heard from behind the Minnie mask. "Non anglais."

"Dio, I know that's you. You're French accent is horrendous and a high pitched voice won't help. Good grief." Jotaro sighs once again. Was this really the same man who almost killed him?

Dio takes off the mask and starts sobbing. "Okay you found me... please don't kill me! What if you were in my place, would you really want to leave you're daughter Jolyne behind?!"

"How do you know my daughters name?!" Jotaro yells.

"Oh... y'know... through the grapevine?" Dio says quietly.

"That's it-" Jotaro lifts his fist.

"W- w- w- w- wait! Please think about my poor son Giorno! He'll be devastated!" Dio cries.

Jotaro moves out of the way of the door, showing Dio that Giorno and Bucciarati are playing catch in the distance. Bucciarati had been the one Giorno had chosen.

That was the last thing Dio saw before being killed by Jotaro. May his slutty ass rest peacefully in hell.

The end.