The Ludicrous Escapade Pt.3

Spidey Sense

"Wait." Spoke Johnny, wanting to hear your thoughts on it first. "You don't think they could be from that one spider you told us about, do you? The one that sent you here?"

You scowled. "I'm almost positive it's her. She's always following me. But, now that the race is over, she might try something. Or, I know she spoke with the President at least once, so maybe she wants to witness him become my Stand? What if they already planned something together before his death?" Whatever the reason was, you doubted her intentions were good.

Gyro looked under the desk in the corner of the room. "Well, I don't see anything else, so maybe we should just get this whole thing over with."

"Okay..." You still felt uneasy as you brought out your Stand and took out the pair of gloves Valentine had given you. "Here goes nothing." You placed them in your Stand.

All three of you took a step back as its appearance began to shift.

Funny Valentine now stood before you. "(Y/N)...?" He reached a hand toward you, cupping your face. "If you're here, then... are we in Heaven?" He was sure he had accidentally killed you and he was aware that his own life had ended as well. And in his mind, what fate after death did he deserve if not Heaven?

You plucked his hand off. "No. I'm just immortal." You tilted your head to the side. "I guess you didn't know me as well as you thought, huh?"

"Immortal? Then am I..." Valentine looked down at his feet, now realizing he was floating a few inches off the ground. "...Your Stand? Is that why you wanted me to gift you something?"

You clapped slowly. "Wow. Congrats. You figured it out."

Valentine's mouth was left slightly agape. He felt like had reached some kind of epiphany. "Then we really aren't that different after all..."

You now stared at him blankly. "What...?"

He chuckled under his breath, shaking his head ever so slightly. "You wanted me all to yourself and the only way to do that was to kill me. If I was the President, you'd have to share me with all of the United States. I could only be a fleeting moment of your lifetime." Valentine ticked a strand of hair behind your ear. "But like this we could have forever."

You immediately slapped his hand away, ignoring the slight stinging sensation you now felt on your own hand. "What the fuck are you talking about? I don't care about you at all."

"Geez. He really must've lost it after getting hit by that infinite rotation." Mumbled Gyro, a hand resting on one of his steel balls.

"Right?" Agreed Johnny. "It's not like (Y/N) was really hiding how much she hated him."

Valentine tensed his jaw. He hadn't even noticed the two guys were in the room with you until now. "I'm perfectly sane, thank you very much. It's just that you two know nothing of how (Y/N) and I-"

You payed no heed to his words, continuing the conversation with your companions. "He's switched out with so many different Valentines by now that I wouldn't be surprised if all their memories melded together."

Valentine was left speechless. Had you really just ignored him? You hardly would have dared to do such a thing before, knowing he wouldn't send you back to your universe if you refused. And while he knew that was one of your reasons for listening, a part of him had hoped that you would eventually learn to fully accept the role he had given you. That your later aggression was merely some kind of act to fool the others you always insisted on tagging along with.

"In any case..." You refocused on the now former President. "The next time I bring you out, you will send me back to my universe, got it?" You didn't wait for a reply. "Now, I have nothing else to say to you. I'm sure you'll have a wonderful time adjusting to the void room." You began reaching a hand forward, intent on removing the gloves.