In which an idiot meets another idiot
Or
In which Mista fights alongside his future wife
Mista x Fem!Reader
THIS IS DEFINITELY PART CRACKFIC
Disclaimer: I do not own the plot or the characters. I only own Y/n and certain plot points
Started: 03/12/2...
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It turns out the enemy had attacked us. Though, Giorno managed to handle it. So now he, despite being the youngest was currently driving. We were all in the small car. I held the turtle as Bruno and Trish were inside of it
"The venomous snake left at Roma Termini station turned back into the enemy's pieces" Giorno said
"So the hoe is dead?" I asked
"Yes the 'hoe' has been killed. That's five gone. If our information is correct, there should be two left on the Hitman Team" Fugo said
"But we can't let our guard down. Drive in one go to Venice!" Mista said as he held his gun
"Give me the signal and I'll transform" I said. Abbacchio and Narancia went into the turtle. Fugo had went into the turtle soon after leaving me, Giorno and Mista. As we continued on the road, the windows began to fog up. Me and Mista used our hands to clean the windows
"Giorno, the one who was tailing us before is gone now" Mista said
"Yes, in the front too. The town is still asleep. We're the only car on the road" Giorno said as the windows fogged up again
"What the hell?" I asked as I began to wipe the window again
"The windows fog up so quickly" Mista said. Suddenly, the car swerved and my cheek slammed into the window as Mista landed on me. Giorno got us back on track but I groaned in pain. Mista got off me quickly as he stared at me concerned
"You good?" He asked. I rubbed my now sore cheek
"Just peachy" I said. I then glared at Giorno
"Why the fuck did we let you drive?" I asked
"I agree" Mista said
"Sorry. The tires just slipped on the road" Giorno said
"It's a straight road, how the fuck did they slip?" I asked
"Be careful, please. Don't you have your license?" Mista said
"No. I'm only 15" Giorno said
"Why is he driving?!" Mista yelled
"I don't fucking know!" I yelled back
"Could you both stop screaming? It's extremely distracting" Giorno said. I sighed as Mista rolled his eyes. I laid down and put my feet on Mista's lap. He stared at me unamused
"What is this?" He asked
"You make a great pillow" I said
"For your feet.." He said
"Oh relax, it can't smell worse than your musty ass pits" I said. Mista's jaw dropped
"Damn, that kinda hurt" He said. He looked at the window and something caught his attention
"What's that stuck to the window? It's on the inside of the window. I didn't notice it when I was looking outside just now. That's- That shape.. A finger?" Mista asked. I stared at him confused
