The Ludicrous Escapade

Dream On

"Hey, (Y/N)." Spoke Joseph as he flew the plane.

You shifted your gaze over to him while leaning back in your seat, "What is it?"

He scratched the side of his face, "Well, I was wondering if you were going to have kids. You know, like adopt or something."

You folded your arms, "I've thought about that a lot, actually. But I think it would be strange for any child I have to eventually become older than the age I'm stuck at. Plus I'm already sort of a mother, Stroheim did dub me Santana's godmother. Although, Santana is a couple thousand years older than me and is currently made of stone, so it might be a bit odd to say that. I did start up an Orphanage though, but I don't really visit."

Polnareff yawned loudly as he stared out the window, "I always get so tired when I get on a plane... Sorry, Mr. Joestar, but I'm gonna sleep for about thirty minutes."

"Sure." Spoke Joseph, "Just hand the baby over to (Y/N). We don't want it falling out and rolling around or something."

Polnareff nodded, "Right." He then handed the basket over to you and tried his best to sleep more comfortably by moving around in his seat.

You stared down at the tiny human, "I'm not so sure how I feel about this, Joseph. The last time some handed me a baby, they threw it into a pit of zombies."

The Joestar's eyes narrowed, "Let me guess, Dio?"

You let out a long sigh, "Yup." The baby opened its yellow eyes and smiled happily up at you. You may have just been imagining it, but it seemed almost sinister. It reached its hands out towards you and started making a grabbing motion. You looked at Joseph for help since he was the only one to actually have had a child.

He looked over at you, "Oh, it probably just wants to hold onto something. Let it grab your pinky."

"Ah, okay." You extended your pinky towards the baby and it wrapped its tiny little hand around it, tugging slightly. The baby started to giggle happily before putting your finger in its mouth and gnawing down on it with its gums. It then bit down rather harshly with its canines and you quickly retracted your hand. It started to cry so you reluctantly gave it back your finger. "Joseph, you wouldn't happen to have a pacifier or something, would you?"

He shook his head, "No, of course not. Why would I just carry one around?"

You shrugged, "I dunno, just wishful thinking on my part."

Eventually the baby closed its eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep. You decided to look behind you to check on the others real quick. Jotaro and Caesar seemed fine, both of them just looking out the window. However, Kakyoin and Polnareff seemed to be struggling with something, in pain almost. It seemed worse than just a bad dream.

"Do you feel that?" Asked Joseph.

You sniffed the air a bit, before scrunching your nose up in disgust, "Yeah, but I don't really want to deal with this."

Joseph smiled, "Eh, I'll just wake up Polnareff, he can take care of it." He turned around in his seat as you placed the basket back between Kakyoin and Jean. Admittedly, you did feel guilty for doing this, but you gotta do what you gotta do to survive. "Polnareff. Wake up, Polnareff." The French man turned in his seat, stretching his limbs as he woke up. Joseph tossed a crumbled up piece of trash at his head, "Polnareff, the baby's wet himself. Change his diaper."

Polnareff looked down at the baby, confused and still groggy, "W-What? I thought (Y/N) was taking care of the baby...?"

Jotaro rolled his eyes from behind the French man, "What are you talking about? You must have been dreaming."