The Ludicrous Escapade Pt.3

Sweaty Palms

You hurriedly tossed on a clean pair of clothes and then rushed outside. Smoke was rising from the hotel and part of it had collapsed from the explosion.

Gyro and Johnny appeared fine, although the latter had been knocked out of his wheelchair. But what caught you eye most was the arm that had landed not too far away from them. An arm you were ninety percent sure was Mountain Tim's.

"What happened?!" The brothers from earlier had also witnessed the scene. "It's an explosion! Don't get close! Everyone stay away! Why would the hotel explode?!"

Gyro spotted you emerging from the shower rooms, "(Y/N), did you...?"

You jogged over to your team, "Make the hotel explode? No. I didn't."

"But (Y/N)..." Johnny looked at you warily. "Didn't you say your Stand has a will of its own? Could it have done it without you knowing?"

"Firstly, Yoshikage needs my permission to blow things up. Second, he's not my Stand right now." At the moment, Kars was your Stand. You had switched him in the day before. You still had yet to bring Dio out even once in this universe, mostly because you just didn't feel like seeing or talking to him.

"Hey, what's that!" As the dust cleared, Johnny spotted something on the ground. His eyes widened upon realizing it was the other bits of the cowboy's body. "Th-That's Mountain Tim!"

Gyro started to take a step toward the bloody mess when Mountain Tim's hand wrapped around his ankle, rope trailing out of the palm and looping back around to the other pieces.

"He's alive!" Gyro pointed at the cowboy in shock. "He was able to scatter his body parts with his rope!"

"S...Stop... Gyro..." Mountain Tim could barely get the words out of his mouth. "Don't come any closer! Get away from me! He's hiding somewhere close by! He has a Stand ability!"

This seemed like a good job for the Ultimate Being, so you brought him out, "Hey, Kars, where is-"

Kars immediately pulled you away from Gyro. "He's right behind the Zeppeli."

"What?" The Italian turned to look.

"No! Don't let him touch you! Run away!" Mountain Tim could not stress enough just how dangerous the enemy was.

So Gyro leaped upward, much to Oyecomova's dismay. "Man, that cowboy... what the hell is up with his body?"

"You...!" The Italian's eyes widened in recognition.

"Long time no see, Gyro Zeppeli." Now that the dust was fully cleared, one could make out the enemy's appearance better. He had fishnet covering his face along with many blue and white striped tattoos decorating his skin.

"Damn it, Gyro! He touched you!" Mountain Tim gestured to the many clock-like pins now hanging from Gyro's hand that held a steel ball. "He brushed you with his finger! Those pins are his ability! You have to hold them down so they don't fly off and explode!"

"Huh?! What?!" Gyro was still processing everything that was going on.

"Just hurry and hold the pins down!" Ordered the cowboy, "It was the same with me! When the pins flew off I exploded!"

"Dude... you're telling him..." Oyecomova didn't seem particularly happy about Tim's decision to blab about his Stand.

Since Gyro still seemed hesitant, you took his free hand and had him hold the one covered in pins down. "Just don't let the pins fall. Based on what Mountain Tim's saying, the ability appears to be somewhat similar to Yoshikage's. Anything he touches can have these little bombs attached."