" 'Formaggio's, dont touch or I'll shrink your balls off " Illuso read off a sticky note with a crudely draw picture of little feet,well that's what he assumed it was and pair of hairy balls, yup this was definitely Formaggio food,he been walking about how much he was looking forward to eating it when he got back...whelp! Time to dig in!
He pulled the tin foiled covered pie of and started at it,was it pumpkin? Or yams? Well it didn't matter,he wasn't picky. He placed the pie into the mirco wave and fixed himself some water while he waited for the chime. The smell of sweet potatoes engulfed the base,man it smelled good.
Pulling the slice of pie out of the microwave he immediately dug in,"oh man! This is really good!" He leaned on the counter and continued eating his co-workers food,who ever made this needed to make him some!
"Hey Illuso! Did you-" the assassin looked up from 'his food' mid chew and made eye contact with Formaggio,"BASTARD!" Illuso chewed fasted and dumped the rest of the pie into his mouth and swallowed,"I HAD MY NAME ON THAT YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"
"Oi! Why the fuck are we yelling!?" Ghiaccio yelled,throwing away a can of sprite cranberry.
"Did you really think a sticky note was going to stop me?" Illuso chugged some water, man that was good.
"No! Because I assumed that my CO-WORKER would have some RESPECT FOR SOMEONES FOOD!" He yelled and rubbed his face.
"Chill out its like 7 pm,Walmart is still open just go buy a new one"
"I didn't buy it asshole! I got it from the church down town!"
"Too bad"
"Oh I'm going to strangle you-" thats when the phone in his pocket started to ring,"after this phone call you dead meat you bastard," Formaggio put his phone to his ear,"yeah?"
"Maggie?" You asked.
"Oh hey,___! Whats up?" He mood brightened a bit,you were always good for conversation! A sweet lil thing he often asked to kitty-sit his cat when he was away.
"Oh good,I was afraid I called the wrong number! I was wondering if you and your friends wanted some extra Thanksgiving food? I wanted to try my hand at cooking and I accidentally made way too much,Father said I could give it to someones family who means alot to me! So um...I thought of you"
He wanted to punch something you were so sweet! Thinking about him like this! When he was younger he'd only experience a 'real' Thanksgiving once when he was ten.
"Yeah that sounds great! I'll come get you in like five minutes ok?"
"Ok! See you then! Bye!"
"Bye!" He put his phone back in his pocket and grabbed Illuso by the hair,"and you are going to tell everyone to come here and eat"
"And you honestly think you can make me-" he felt something long and sharp poke him near his junk,"you wouldn't" Illuso started to sweat a bit.
"I'd do anything for some soul food and if it means shrinking some nuts well thats just a sacrifice ill just have to make" he thrusted little feets claw past Illusos pants, right next to his junk.
"Pass me the damn phone" he hissed.
Formaggio withdrew little feet and patted his Co-worker one the shoulder,"tell everyone to bring an empty stomach!" And he closed the door behind himself.
Power walking to his car,Formaggio easily slipped inside and turned the heat on,it was around 7pm and the sun had already set so he had to go pick you up quickly! The streets were mostly empty which ment he was able to get to you twice as fast!
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Stand by me (Jjba X Reader)
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