La Farfalla - Giorno Giovanna x Zeppeli Reader

Ten: They were cold as ice!

Trish climbed onto the chair and reached for the entrance. Bruno's attention shifted away from the magazine he was reading.

"You're not allowed to stand on the chair!" He said to the girl "Get down from there. It's dangerous outside."

Trish turned to the man. "If you could excuse me, Bucciarati. Could I trouble you answer a very simple question?" She said

"Where might I find a restroom in this turtle?" She started " You don't expect me to use a diaper, do you?"

Bruno looked at her for bit then he rubbed his chin "Ah, yes...That is a very important question, indeed" He said. Trish rested her hands on both her hips sassily

"Good! I'm glad you understand! Now take me outside!" She demanded.

Bruno made his way to the closet and opened it. He crounched down zip open the floor.

"Let's just put a zipper on the floor." He then turned gesturing to the closet

"And make the closet a toilet. I don't know where it will lead to. But I doubt it'll harm the turtle, who knows? Maybe, it'll good for its health." The man's words caused Trish to gaze at him as if he was going insane.

"I...Don't understand-" She was cut off by Giorno's voice from outside.

" Bucciarati we've found a car." Bruno turned to looked up towards the exit.

"Good let's get on the road once we're sure it's safe" The man said to Giorno. Giorno nodded, then noticed something out of the corner of his eye as he moved to look at whatever it was. He noticed a motorcycl

'That bike...since when was that there? And where's the rider?' He questioned as he looked the surrounding

"By the way Bucciarati" Trish called, the turn his gaze from the entrance to her

"Don't you think [Name] is cruel?" She asked, Bruno raised his eyebrow

"What do you mean?"

"I mean [Name] is cruel, Bucciarati!" Trish exclaimed with a frown on her face

"He doesn't care if you guys or me get killed. Earlier, when I got pulled out by the guy, I yelled at him for help. And guess what he did, Bucciarati. "

"What?"

"He stared at me and did nothing! His eyes, Bucciarati! They were cold as ice" She spoke. Bruno let out a hum.

"I see, but we can't do anything about it, [Name] seems to be an independent person, he knows what he's doing." Bruno continued "And it's obvious that he's only care for Giorno, they're inseparable-"

He turned back to Trish but he saw no one. There was only him in the room.

"Trish?" He called, looking around the room. He then turned his gaze to the entrance then back at the room

"Trish?" He voiced again, but this time he spotted her hand peeking out from behind a chair

"What do you think you're doing, Trish?" Walking closer he asked with a frown on his face

"If this is a joke, it's not very funny. You can save the games until after we reach Venezia!"

But something is strange, it's like she was being dragged away. Moving closer he saw she was being pulled inside a small closet.

"What?!" Grabbing her wrist, Bruno swung the door open and saw Trish's body separated into small squares chunks.

"Trish has been kidnapped! The enemy ability is-"