[ JoJo's Bizarre Adventures: Post-Golden Wind x Reader]
It's been 4 years since the defeat of Diavolo, 4 years since Giorno Giovanna became the new head of Passione, 4 years since the demise of their dear friends and 4 years has passed and a new adv...
Do you believe in 'gravitationalforces'between humans? That certain people 'attract' certain others?
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Monkey Business Part 1
It was the next morning after the train massacre. Even if such horrid events happened, there were no reports in the news of the said events. For Giorno had pulled some strings and kept the news secret to the public. Not even the police were involved.
It was around 11 in the morning that Mista walked out of a building with some packages in hand. All which were stacked on top of each other and being carefully balanced by him.
Mista's position was the underboss, the number 2 if you will. But he always insists that he was merely no. 3 and that no. 2 was Polnareff. After all 2 + 2 is 4 right? 2² is also 4. 2 × 2 is also 4!
He cringest ever so slightly.
Thinking about all these math equations he was then reminded of someone.
Pannacotta Fugo.
He wondered how Fugo is fairing now, last he heard the boy was playing the piano at bars at night, doing gigs around Italy and is constantly on the move. Maybe I could get Giorno to welcome Fugo back to Passione. It's long overdue but I do miss him. He thought. His stomach then grumbles. Men, wonder what could be for lunch today? I could really go for some Bucatiniall'Amatriciana and maybe even a strawberry shortcake right after.
He was snapped back to reality the moment he felt something quiet heavy land on his shoulders. His head snapped towards the left and saw black fur. It was shuffling around his back, he briefly considered dropping all the packages and point his gun at it, before his vision was meet of that of a monkey? His lips pursed and his eyes narrowed, he was clearly agitated.
"Get off my shoulder! I'm already carrying heavy things and you're adding your weight!" Mista barked and wiggles his shoulder to scare it off.
"Woooh!" The monkey replied back and clings onto his hat.
"Oi oi! Hands off the hat! Get off already!"
And get off the monkey did. Mista huffed through his nose and watch the monkey weave through the crowds with his hat and wallet.
Wait, his hat?
HIS HAT!
"GET BACK HERE!" Mista shouted and began running after the monkey.
Holding the packages firmly and weaving around people just like the monkey did. The difference though is their height and Mista was taller, so he was shoving around people with his shoulders while the monkey was getting farther and harder to spot.
They were nearing a cross intersection and Mista was damn sure the monkey wouldn't dare to cross the streets. He spotted the ball of black climb up a lamp and looked left and right as if it was searching around.
Mista was almost near the lamp when the monkey decided to jump onto the roof of a passing taxi and jumped towards another effectively crossing the streets.
Mista stopped on his tracks, the cars were still moving and the damn monkey was getting away! He muled over his options before groaning and running across.
"Hey! Watch where you're going punk!" One taxi driver shouted as his bumper was mere inches away from Mista.
Multiple car horns sounded the streets along with complaints of drivers. Mista just ignored them and kept his eyes on monkey as it run and hop across cafe tents. Everytime it was passing by alleyways or corners it would slow down.
"Get down and give me my hat back!" Mista yelled. The monkey turned to look at him and only stuck it's tiny pink tongue out before running away again, this time turning around a corner.
Mista followed suit and turned the corner as well.
"There you are! What'd you got there?"
There's the monkey was sitting in front of a girl proudly presenting her the stolen goods. The girl was crouched down in front of the monkey with curtains of (h/c) hair blocking her face. The monkey was more or less proud of his work.
"Oi! You stupid monkey! Give those back!"
With a loud shriek the monkey hopped onto the girls shoulder as she stood up and faced him. The girl looks down at the hat and noticed it was the same color and odd fashion as the crop top the man was wearing.
"Ah, you must be the owner of these." The girl smiled warmly. Her arms were outstretched towards Mista. Mista stopped for a moment and noticed her foreign looks. Her Italian was fluent but her accent was off.
"Damn right, that monkey stole it from me." He gruffed out as he placed the packages down and snatched his belongings back.
"I'm terribly sorry. Dexter has a bad habit of stealing things." The girl apologizes.
The monkey, Dexter, was sticking his hand up in a 'L' in front of his forehead. His eyes narrowed at the monkey before looking back at the girl who was looking back at him with an apologetic smile. With a sigh, he stuff his wallet back and put his hat back on.
"Clearly, but I atleast got my belongings back." Mista muttered moving to get the packages back and head home.
"Here let me help you with that." The girl said as she grabbed half of the packages from his arms. Mista gave her a pointed look, "take it as an apology on behalf of Dexter.How about I treat you for some lunch along the way? It's already 11:45 and missing out on lunch is bad."
Mista looked down at the girl in suspicion. She could have just left him after her apology and let him be, after all. Noticing Mista's reluctance and suspicion the girl sheepishly smiles at him and adjusted the packages on her arms.
"I insist, really. I doubt I could sleep at night after I left you to carry these heavy packages after Dexter stole from you."
After arguing with the mystery girl back and forth in the middle of a busy sidewalk, Mista finally caved in and lead the way for the three of them.
My 'gravitational pull' led you to me
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