Ice cream Madness

Abbacchio got called to a mission... but he was in for a treat. Literally in a sense.

'A stand...that...shoots explosive ice cream...how wonderful...'

Abbacchio hides behind a very dented ice cream covered car.

The stand user looks around...
"Ugh, he looks so...sticky..."
Abbacchio scoffed slightly.

"WHERE ARE YOUUUUUU! WANT SOME ICE CREAM! HAHAHAHA!

'What is he?'...."A Batman villain? Well, this isn't Gotham City! And I'm certainly not Batman!"

Abbacchio ran out, his stand ready to attack... Only to get hit by ice cream....

'DAMMIT!"

"BWHAHAHAHA! SUPRISE!"

Abbacchio scurried behind another car... the user now knows where he his... Just great...

'My stand is not built for this... I guess I have to call Bucciarati.'

Abbacchio pulls out his phone.

"Hope he's not busy..."

As he pulls out his phone.

Only to get shot out his hand.

'FUCK! Just awesome...'

Abbacchio made a scurry to the phone.

"You're a stand user too? Aren't you?"

Abbacchio grabs the phone...covered in strawberry ice cream... and the phone was very sticky...ans broken...

Abbacchio groaned in anger...

"I really should've taken someone with me... my fault suppose..."

Abbacchio stood up... then he heard a familiar voice...as he... got shot with ice cream.

"Abbacchio! There you are. "

Abbacchio growls... but recognizes his savors voice... Bucciarati...

"Are you okay? Got quite the hit."

Abbacchio sat up...covered chocolate chip mint ice cream.

"Yeah... could be worse."

Bucciarati held out his hand.

"AND WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? HELPING YOUR LITTLE "BOYFRIEND"? HAHAHA!"

The villain laughed.

Though Bucciarati ignored him, still holding out his hand for Abbacchio.

'Oh, Bucciarati... I wish you were...'

He gripped his savors hand.

"Alright... let's defeat this bastard. "

Bruno says in his tough voice.

Abbacchio always loved his voice.

"Mhmm... I'm tired of this bitch..."

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The stand user now layed in the alleyway dead... covered in his own ice cream... so did Bucciarati and Abbacchio.

"So sticky...and gross..."
Abbacchio groans.

"Hehe, gonna need a long shower for this... but it's got me craving ice cream..." Bucciarati joked.

"Are you crazy?"

"...I mean... we can call it a date?"
Bucciarati grins.

"A...date?...date..."

'A date!...or is it a platonic date...'

"Like as comrades?.."
Abbacchio looks down and away from him.

"If you want to go as comrades?... hehe... I see how you look at me... I know your thoughts... let's go wash off... and go on that date..."

Bucciarati got closer to him... and to his face.

Abbacchio felt his face get hot.

He nods.

'YES YES YES YES YES'

'I WON THIS BATTLE FOR SURE!'

As soon as Bucciarati turned around away from Abbacchio, Abbacchio had the biggest grin. The biggest he had in a long time.

"Yeah, let's do that."
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Fin.