[REWRITE SOON] Gunrunner - VA X fem reader

Get that bag

I decided not to explain my stand to Luca, he could figure it out himself.

Instead I just took the leather case of money and made my way back to the mansion, walking through the car park of the airport i was was oh so familiar with.

I had stopped walking though when I heard a wet slapping noise following me.

What in fuck's nam- oh it's just a frog.

I set down the case to boop the frog- you know, as a social courtesy- but just as I was about to touch the frog something felt off, like really off.

Without calling her out, Primus came out on high alert, seemingly as confused as I was about why she was out. My gut was telling me not to touch the frog.

So naturally I touched it anyway and Primus glitched. I had never seen her act this way before. But more importantly, as I touched the frog it turned into a suitcase.

That's weird, I wasn't thinking of a suitcase, something's really wrong with Primus.

There were clothes and money and even a Japanese passport inside of it.

No, Primus can only make one object at a time, it's not possible for her to have done this. But then that would mean that somebody had turned the suitcase into a frog somehow.

I was broken out of my daze by Luca loudly arguing with some blonde kid in a stylish magenta suit.

Wait a second.

It was him.

"HEY BLONDIE!" He turned his attention to me, recognising me instantly. He put on a calm face, but you could see in his eyes he knew he was in deep shit, Luca had the handle of his shovel under Giorno's chin holding his head up while shouting about pay.

"Luca give it a rest for a sec, I've got a bit of a grudge against this guy and I wanna settle it right now." "Oh for fucks sake Y/N, can't I have my fun?" "No, drop the shovel."

Luca backed up a little, giving me space to slowly walk towards Giorno. He looked like he would be roughly my height without me wearing platforms, but since I was wearing them i towered above him.

Grabbing one side of his collar with one hand, I caught him off guard and tripped him up, holding him above the ground in a sort of 'You're only alive because I allow it' way.

He put on his calm exterior again but I could see every emotion in his eyes. He was very good at hiding his thoughts but I had been reading the faces of passerby's since I was twelve.

I could see him trying to read my eyes too, searching for any answer to what would happen next. Here's the thing though, I didn't know where I wanted to go with this. I was just acting out of momentary rage, but something about the way he let go of his facade when he realised I could read him like a book made me lose track of my anger.

"Ugh fuck it, you're not worth the time." With that, I let go of his collar and dropped him. He sat on the ground with a dumbfounded expression on his face, just staring at me as I walked away.

I noticed however that the suitcase had turned back into  frog. "Oh also," I turned to face him again as his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and pointed at the frog "if we ever meet again you're explaining that to me, I know you have a stand too."

And then I walked away for real this time.

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As soon as I got into the lounge room of the mansion I flung the case of money in a random direction and flopped face down onto the large couch that Mista was sitting on alone, watching Fugo and Narancia bicker over maths work on another couch. Abbachio was slouched over in an armchair with his headphones on, there was no sign of Bucciaratti.

"First job with Luca?" Mista questioned. I just hummed in response and then groaned into the sofa pillow.

Mista got up from his seat and poked me in the back of the head, earning another pissed off groan. "Wanna go for pizza?" Before I even got the chance to answer, Narancia jumped up from his seat and loudly shouted "FUCK YEAH PIZZA!"

As everyone else was excitedly preparing themselves for pizza, I was freshening myself up, making sure I didn't smell like sweat and didn't have any blood on my boots.

We decided on the usual family restaurant, Fugo left a note in the mansion for Bruno explaining exactly that. And with that, we left.

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Having filled up on pizza and suffering though Fugo's and Narancia's loud arguing we headed back home.

I had already decided that I was far too tired to take my makeup off or change clothes. I slumped down on the sofa and practically begged Abbachio to pull my boots off, having to whip out the puppy eyes to finally win him over.

I carried my boots upstairs, threw them on the ever growing pile of boots in the corner of my room and jumped into bed to absorb all heat sources near by and never wake up.

I did unfortunately wake up though, but only because Fugo came into my room looking for a razor so he could shave the parts of his body that showed through his suit.

I just decided to get up and get a shower, picking out black short shorts, a black garter belt with small silver dangly crosses and a black mesh top. I fished through my boot pile to pull out, you guessed it, a pair of black six inch platforms with chunky buckles.

I went downstairs just to be slapped in the face with the knowledge that it was lunch time and we were going to the family restaurant again.

Once there we did the usual, Abbachio sat by himself listening to music, Mista and I gossiped and Fugo and Narancia argued violently.

It was at the height of the argument, the part where Fugo always jams a sharp object into Narancia, in turn making Narancia whip out a knife on him, that Bruno walked in with my favourite blonde.

I tapped Abbachio on the shoulder.

"Get the teapot."

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1067 words, sorry I'm being so stinky with my uploads, I promise I am trying to write but I've got a shit load on my plate right now so that's not too poggers.

Also I remembered that sonny with a chance was a thing half way though writing this, it has nothing to do with the story just thought I would remind you guys that the show existed, and we just watched it, because that's what we did back in the day, we watched sonny with a chance. And now most of us are depressed.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed the first upload in like 30 years you gremlins.

Ciao~
Cass