Ask me /Leone Abbacchio + Some of Bucciarati's team/

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Asked by DabgerousPhoenix: "Urm Hello i have a very serious question What is it like with the others and same for the others? i was just curious"

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Leone: Hm? What is it like with the others?

*Narancia gave him a sly grin.*

Narancia: Yeah, what's it like with us? You have to answer honestly!!

*Mista noticed the slight commotion and came over, along with Fugo and Trish.*

Leone: .... Is it one hundred percent necessary for me to answer this?

Mista: Yeeupp! Now, come on, answer!

Trish: Chill out Mista...

*Narancia and Mista exchanged smug glances, determined about something. Leone simply sighed and thought for a moment, lowering his voice.*

Leone: Well.. I guess the most tolerable of you is Trish-

*Narancia cut him off with an offended gasp, which Leone ignored.*

Leone: I like going shopping with her... and she's not obnoxious. Speaking of which, want to go Sephora later?

*Trish grinned and excitedly flipped her hair back.*

Trish: Of course, there's a 50% off deal tomorrow!

*Leone nodded, keeping his usual face but was quietly excited.*

Fugo: I had no idea you two were that close.

*Mista snickered and Leone narrowed his eyes.*

Leone: Anyways- I guess Fugo is second on the list, since he seems to be able to actually use his brain. I can actually relax when he's in the room. Thats about it though...

*Fugo took that as a good enough answer and Narancia gave Leone puppy dog eyes.*

Narancia: What about me?

*Leone internally melted, he actually had a soft spot for the orange boy but he would never publicly admit it.*

Leone: ... Eh. I guess your better than Mista since you don't hang out with Giorno so much. All the pranks you pull get real annoying though.

*Mista furrowed his eyebrows and placed a hand on his chest, while Narancia simply smiled widely.*

Mista: Ouch! Do you seriously hate Giorno that much?

*Leone scoffed, rolling his eyes.*

Leone: You mean that underbaked biscuit, crusty lips, easter egg basket forehead, musket nostrils bastard? I think it's quite obvious I don't like him.

*Mista and Narancia snickered lightly and Fugo rolled his eyes in amusement.*

Trish: Hey, he didn't say 'hate'! I think our golden boy is growing on him!

*Leone literally busted a fuse, turning bright red and banging a fist against the table.*

Leone: WHAT THE HELL? OF COURSE NOT, I CAN'T STAND HIM!

*The four of them all laughed at Leone's breakdown while the man slumped his head against the table, sulking. Mista gave Narancia a glance, or rather a signal, and Narancia grinned.*

Narancia: And what about Bucciarati?

*Leone sat up a bit in the chair, his eyes softening a bit.*