" ": You talking
' ': You thinking
* *: Narrator/Voice-off
Your POV:
Guard: Hey ! Hey ! You there ! Stop ! Where the hell do you think you're going ?! This place is off-limits for normal passengers ! Didn't you see the sign ?! Scram ! The departing gate is over there ! Beat it !
Bucciarati: ... Narancia... Do you see any sign of pursuers ?
Narancia: Don't worry, I got this covered. Looks like we're right, Venezia was totally empty. Nothing to report. No suspicious breathing within 100 meters of us ! there's still those rabbits on the airport lawn, though. How can they stand the noise here when their ears are so big ?
Guard: Hey ! I'm talking to you ! Yeah, all of you ! You're not allowed past this point ! Stop, or you'll be arrested !
Bucciarati: Oh, just my luck. Are you busy right now ? Sorry, but could you answer a quick question ? The airport's too big, and I don't really know where things are. I'd like to steal an airplane. Do you know where I might find one ?
Bucciarati: Could you take about four steps over here ? And watch your step. Don't worry, we'll compensate you, but we're not looking for a passenger plane. A private jet or a cargo plane would be ideal... Would they be here ? Or there ?
Guard: W- What ?
Narancia: Hey, Bucciarati ! This one says they're over there ! There !
Bucciarati: Molte grazie.
Guard: What the... Huh ? Hey ! Get back here !
Mista: Hey, come on dude, don't be so tensed up !
"... ... ... ..."
Narancia: Uh... W- Wait a minute, guys ! You've been talking about stealing a plane the whole time... But I just realized something huge ! Well, maybe it's just me.. But I think you guys are forgetting something very important ! HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO FLY A PLANE ?! WHERE'S OUR PILOT ?!
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Vento del Destino (Male reader x Golden wind)
FanfictionA sleeping slave, that makes fate waver.