Standing on your knees, holding a pack of cookies, and then ringing the doorbell. The door was opened by a tired looking Fugo, and then you squeaked out. "Would you like to buy some girl scout cookies?!" The door got promptly slammed on your face as you feel back on your ass causing you to whimper in pain.
Getting up again, you knocked on the door, and when you got no answer, you taped on the window saying, "Open the door, or I'm going to throw rocks through your window you dumb whores."
A minute passed, and you heard hushed whispers outside before got slammed opened by a very excited Mista and Narancia. "Come on in!" Mista said happily, which was added on by Narancias eager nodding.
Later, Bucciarati walked out to get lunch and welcome you. Looking down at the small bag slung on your shoulder, he asks, "Is that all you luggage?"
Looking at him and nodding, "I had to put my bags in here to save space." You said, pulling out 3 large suitcases and going upstairs to get your room nice.
Fugo, who was sitting on the couch with a sulking Narancia because math~ muttered out, "What.. the fuck."
Around an hour later when you were mostly settled in you went downstairs for a SNACK. Seeing Mista sitting at the counter with a samich feeding tiny squeaky voiced beings which you assumed were his stand(s?) sneaking up behind him and saying "Well if it isn't my favorite gunslinger!"
Watching him slightly jump a bit and take the sandwich piece away from the stand he said, "My god Y/N you scared the shit outta me i thought you were still unpacking." He said trying to ignore the high pitched cries of the yellow midget.
"Well, I was. I was just grabbing a snack, but umm, you can keep feeding that thing honestly I don't give a shit." You said, pointing at the crying angry creatures.
Walking back upstairs to finish unpacking your last bag before Mista could process what you said and investigate you.
《POV SHIFT: BRUNO》
Lightly tapping on Y/Ns door and upon not receiving an answer, I said , "May I come in." Waiting a moment until hearing a short yeah from her side.
Opening a door and seeing someone face down on their bed looking dead as fuck is not the best sight to see but hey you gotta work with what you got.
《POV SHIFT Y/N 》
Slightly lifting up my head to look at Bucciarati, you asked him, "Do you need something?"
"I was checking in to see how moving in has been going and if you need help." Bucciarati speaks, looking around your room to see that it was finished down to the minuscule detail of a small plush on the bed complete with your suitcases in your closet.
"Oh no need I'm already done. I'm just relaxing now. Plus, I'm probably goingtogo down to get some food in a minute." You speak as your voice got muffled from your pillow and blanket.
"Ok, well, I'll call you down for dinner later." Bucciarati said, standing up from your chair and walking off. Letting your head flop back into the pillow, you let the abyss of sleep consume all as you drifted off.
Getting harshly awakened by Narancia after a long nap, he said, "Bucciarati told me to get you for dinner." Looking at Narancia while tired as fuck you said, "Ok I'll be down shortly." Laying in your pillow you hoped he would leave and give you a moment.
After giving yourself a minute or five, you went downstairs to the kitchen to see a plate of lasagna hot and waiting for you. Picking up a fork and knife, you start silently eating before Mista asks, "So, Y/N, what does your stand do?" And with that one sentence, all eyes were on you waiting patiently for an answer.
"Oh yeah It's called Up and Down. Its abilities are rubberizing things and flipping living things gravity." You speak briefly.
Narancia said, "Could you show us!?" Narancia spoke happily, making you unable to resist
"Sure, but I won't rubberize anything because i broke a lamp with that last time. Oi Up and Down flip both me and Narancia." And within a moment, your stand appeared behind you snapping, and then you and him were on the roof.
"That's so cool!!" Narancia said in his much baby and smol child voice before he started walking.
"Wait, don't get out of my range, or you'll fall to the floor." You said, causing Narancia to go back to you as your stand brought you both down.
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You were in your room with your stand next to you, throwing a bouncy ball at the roof repetitivly before an idea crossed your mind. Taking out your note pad, you wrote down the abilities of Phoebe or Patchwork down. Then you dug through your bag, and you pulled out your phone, Gameboy, and Phoebes gun. You slowly started tinkering with it. Twisting an orange nob on the top of it, you heard loud clicking noises pulling the trigger the same pieces of barbed wires from the fight whipped around before retreating back in the gun. After pulling the trigger without cranking the knob the wires shot out and whipped around but not as powerful as the first time.
You pulled out your notebook and joted down.'The orange knob on the top of the gun adds tension, making the shot more powerful.' Hearing the door open, you see a pissed Fugo who says, "Stop throwing that damn ball my room is above yours, and I can hear that shit hitting the roof, so quit it." And with that, he left, leaving you to continue messing with the gun.
Looking to the knob on the right side, which looks like an arrow; in black there are two words written on either half, one saying, 'kill' and the other saying 'harvest' cranking it to the harvest half you hear a small pannel opened show a selection of organs and body parts clicking the button that says lungs and aiming at you another pannel opened that showed how healthy it was and stated the problems with the lung which for you none appeared.
Pulling the gun away from you and firing at air, the wires thrashed before locking around a lung sized chunk of air. You wrote down all the details of the gun in your notebook in meticulous detail before putting the 2 away.
About to load up Pokémon Crystal, you got a call from BF/N. Picking up, you said, "What do you want?" "I left all of todays work and notes in the bag. Grab it, do it, and then put i back in the bag." Letting out a groan, you said, "Thanks, I'll take care of it bye."
Hanging up and putting your bag away, you pulled out the stuff from class, painstakingly finishing it. You tossed it in your bag and rolled on your side with the bag. Surprisingly, laying on your bag was actually comfortable like a pillow, so you brought it up to your head to use as a pillow you fell asleep for the first in your new home.
~▪︎▪︎▪︎~ Hey, y'all, I'm back testing is over, and I'm free now, so yay!! But either way, thanks for tunning in for this chapter. Love meter♡ Bruno: 14% Mista: 9% Narancia:11% Fugo: 6% Abbachio: 4%
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