(Y/N) (L/N) was boy with a dark past. Living most of his life alone, he thought that the world was filled only with people who cared only about themselves and prayed on the weak. But a chance encounter with a bizarre 15 year old girl would change hi...
With a new day of "work" taking place, the gang plus their new member sat down at their usual table. The new member taking a sip of his soda.
"Mistyyyyyyy..... they sent me to tell you that they're hungry..." A whiny, high pitched voice came from where the girl with the orange hat sat.
(Y/N) paused his sipping and looked over in the direction of where he heard the voice and saw a very small humanoid figure about as big as his thumb, maybe a bit bigger, floating in front of Misty.
"Is it that time already?" The girl asked leading to the small figure nodding its head then going below table, out of his eyesight.
'Was that her Stand?' The young man asked himself while now gulping down his drink, following it up with a loud burp.
The girl called Misty picked up a menu from the table to look through its contents but before she even had a chance to open it, the menu was quickly swiped away from her hands.
She looked behind her to see her leader, Bianca Buccellati, with the menu in her hands.
"Misty... it's your day to get to know our new member. Yet, you've both sat in here the whole time. You've barely spoken to each other." Before Misty had a chance to defend herself, Bianca raised her finger, basically telling her to stay quiet.
"Just the two of you, go somewhere else to have dinner. You talk, get to know each other and you get to take care of them. I see no downsides." Bianca said with a smile.
"But Buccellati, we're already at a restaurant, why go somewhere else?" Misty said, trying to argue with Bianca. But it proved useless because she saw Bianca's smile suddenly take on a menacing aura.
"Misty..." She put her hand on her subordinate's shoulder. "That wasn't a suggestion."
"Ah... O-Okay..." Misty deflated, knowing it was pointless to argue any further.
She and (Y/N) walked out of the restaurant in search of another.
"So uh... was that your Stand? That little guy who spoke back there?"
Misty looked over at him before replying. "Yeah, that... was him."
'Yes! She's talking to me! Not like that mean Abbacchio chick...' He cleared his throat. "Do you think I can see him? I'll you show you mine in return. Though it's cool if you don't want to..."
Misty narrowed her eyes at him for a small moment until she smiled. "I don't mind, but not now. You see, they get cranky whenever they get hungry, which is right now."
"They?" He questioned.
"You'll see..."
Day 3: Guido Misty
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