Gabrielle sighs, walking home as she drops to the couch, incredibly tired and in pain. "Ugh..." Gabrielle speaks into her watch. "'Puter... How much support are we still havin'?"
"Support for the Hellsing Organization had dropped down to 56%."
"Ugh!" Gabrielle facepalms.
Meanwhile...
Giorno sighs, facepalming. "What do you mean we lost that much after I left!?"
"Sir... We lost 45% of our assets after you left-..."
"COSA!?" he growled. "Ugh!"
Meanwhile...
Bruce looks at a picture of Peter on his phone while they're on a roller coaster.
Meanwhile...
Peter sighs in Tony's office trying to look for ways to pay for his daughter's tuition.
"Hi! Are you out of cash?" smiled Tony. "Well... Step right up for this year's TENTH TOURNAMENT OF MAHARLICA!!! With a prize of ONE BILLION UNITS!!! Hosted by Miguel Ibarra!"
Meanwhile...
Gabrielle smiles.
Meanwhile...
Giorno smiles.
Meanwhile...
Bruce smiles. (:(->:|)
Meanwhile...
Peter smiles.
"ENTER THE TOURNAMENT OF MAHARLICA TODAY!!!"
Meanwhile...
Gabrielle calls Rick. "Hey, Rick...? Get me the Jazz Fusion?
What...?
No, no... I'm not participating... Why? Because I have things with Narcos right now.
Yeah... Good publicity.
What do you mean that'd only make things worse for us...?
Ugh...
Worth the shot, right?
What do you mean 'That's stupid?'"
Now...
Miguel, feeling hot, takes out cold oatmeal and places a cold platter of chicken in it. "Ooh... Hahahaha! It's so hot... But with this... Ngyes...!"
Miguel then pours cold water into his gym water bottle. "Ooh! YES!!! YES, YES, YES!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" He then grabs several ice cubes from the fridge and places all of them in the water. He then adds ground leaves of peppermint into the water and some cucumber.
"ENTER THE TOURNAMENT OF MAHARLICA TODAY!!!"
Miguel walks out of the kitchen with his... rather exotic meal.
Don't worry man, I eat that, too.
Ew.
Eh... Mine is a hotdog and oatmeal.
"Hey! The Tournament's about to start!" smiled Anne. "Why aren't we there?"
"What?" asked Miguel. "Why would we?"
"Because you're hosting the Tournament!"
"But tournaments are stupid. No, I won't."
"Excuse you...!?!?!? Tournaments ARE AWESOME, MIGUEL!!!
Wait... You're not hosting this tournament...?"
"No... What made you think that?"
Anne's eyes widen. "Uh-oh..."
"What...?"
"Didn't Gabby sign up something with Mr. Stark?"
"I told her that I won't sign it and that the only way I'd sign it was for her to forge it-...
Oh... Oh, I get it now..."
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The Jazz Fusion
FanfictionTen years after the death of Miguel JoJo, Josuke Higashikata: Miguel's alternate self and son figure, works together with the Jazz Fusion to protect Maharlica and the Z-Axis Multiverse from multiple threats and the horrors to come. This is the eig...
