"So, you and Mista.. you plan on getting married after this?" Fugo asked me
"It's a little early for marriage don't you think? But I guess in our line of work, you never know when your last day will be. Perhaps we will. Though, I'm definitely not letting him take in part of the planning. His design choices are bound to clash" I said
"Have you guys even kissed?" Fugo asked
"In my dreams" I said
"You say that with no shame" Fugo said
"Well, it's the truth" I said. Maybe 30 minutes had passed when Mista came into the turtle
"The Stand Users have been taken care of" Mista told us. I deactivated Loverboy
"Trish, you can come out" I said. The door to the closet opened
"Finally, God, I was getting tired of being in there" Trish said
"I would be too" I said
"What happened exactly?" Fugo asked
"That doesn't matter" Mista said. I began to play with my fingers
"So.. Mista.." I trailed off. Mista looked at me
"What is it?" Mista asked
"So.. what do you think about marriage?" I asked as I felt myself get all warm inside
"M-Marriage?! Woah, woah, slow down. You wanna get married, already?! We haven't even kissed!" Mista yelled. I closed the distance between us and had my mouth by his ear
"I can change that, real quick" I whispered before backing away. I gave him a smile but Mista couldn't return it. He had lost all his brain cells and could no longer function. He was frozen like a statue and his face was pink
"Too-da-loo" I said before exiting the turtle. Though suddenly I recalled a distant memory that I definitely didn't just remember because I need to make this chapter longer. What was I saying? Oh, yeah. I began to recall an old memory
It was a Saturday morning. Bucciarati had told us we would have a free day, so I truly believed I would get to sleep in. Especially, since I had been working really hard undercover. But, alas, I wouldn't be able to sleep in. See, as I was resting peacefully, someone slammed my door open
"Y/n! I'm hungry! Please can we go get food?! Abbacchio got drunk and ate everything!" A voice whined as I heard my curtains being opened. Even with my eyes closed, I was blinded by the sun coming in through my window
"Y/n! Come on! Please?!" A voice rang out. I took my pillow and covered my face. That's when I felt a weight on top of me. Someone began shaking me aggressively
"Y/n! I'm hungry! Mista won't drive me!" The voice cried
"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled
"Oh, good you're awake!" The voice said. I removed the pillow and opened my eyes to see an impatient Narancia on top of me. I sighed
"Narancia, I'm not wearing any underwear, so you better skidaddle" I said. Narancia's eyes widened in horror
"Ahh!" He screamed as he ran out. The door was slammed shut behind him. I grinned evily as I removed the covers to reveal the pants I went to sleep in. And yes, I was wearing underwear
"That's what you get you little dick" I said. I walked out of my room and then went into the bathroom where I did my normal routine. I brushed my teeth and made sure I didn't look like a complete mess. I then walked downstairs to see Narancia in agony on the couch. Mista and Fugo were beside Narancia. They all turned and looked at me
"Where's Abbacchio and Bucciarati?" I asked
"Abbacchio got a really bad hangover so Bucciarati's taking care of him" Fugo said
"And none of you could drive?" I asked
"Me and Fugo can't drive yet. We're not old enough. And Mista refused to" Narancia said. I looked at Mista
"What was the fucking reason you refused to drive? I was promised I would get to sleep in" I said
"Well you did, 30 minutes" Mista said
"Is 30 minutes all I'm worth?!" I yelled at him. He shrieked
"I got my license taken away!" Mista cried
"You're all apart of the mafia! You break the law every single fucking day! And you're telling me you won't drive because you're too young, and you got your license taken away?!" I yelled
"We're sorry!" Narancia cried
"Stop fucking yelling" Fugo said. That's when I felt my stomach growl. It went silent
"So.. who wants to go to McDonald's?" I asked
"Mickey D's! Mickey D's! Mickey D's!" Narancia and Mista cheered. Fugo just rolled his eyes. I grabbed my keys
"Let's go" I said. I had to use Loverboy to change how others perceived me. See, I was kind of banned from all McDonald's in Italy because of bad behavior. But a creepy old man was hitting on me, what was I supposed to do? Not send his sorry ass to the hospital?
"Okay, you will all address me as mom" I said
"Why?" Fugo asked
"Because Y/n has to use Loverboy to get into McDonald's, she's been banned" Narancia told Fugo
"What did you even do?" Fugo asked
"The bare minimum" I said as we all got into my car
I looked around and saw that everyone was waiting for me to get on the boat
"Y/n, are you all right? We've been calling you for the last minute" Bucciarati said
"Oh, yeah, I just spaced out" I said as I got onto the boat. I sat down next to Mista and then the boat took off
"How long did it take from the beginning of the attack? Four or five minutes? Anyway, I don't believe there are more pursuers from the organization in Venice. It should be quite empty. We are headed to the airport to get a plane. We must acquire a plane somehow and go to the island of Sardinia. If we don't find the Boss' pass in Sardinia as soon as possible, then we lose!" Bucciarati declared
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11/08/22I hope you enjoyed my filler
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