Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Dio Brando Oneshots

[Welcome to Hotel Transylvania] ~2~

After the inital smack, you realized that Dio was a cheeky bastard, but... Of course... "Two can play that game," you chuckled to yourself, all ready for the night, regardless what it may bring...

... The night was beautiful, and you found yourself running in the woods with Mavis, as it was a tradition of yours. It was a very spooky day, and you found yourself laughing and tearing down cobwebs, like little hooligans.

Since you had no mother, you always took the initiative to cause shenanigans. And tonight was the night that Mavis would find her Zing. After everything you did outside, you both decided to go back to the hotel.

There the two of you enjoyed a sight... Mavis actually managed to bump into this cute boy, Johnny, and let's just say she had her first Zing, whilst you just scoffed, "No fair, Mavis!" You pouted and your sister walked up to you, "Oh come on, it can't be a Zing, not possibly." She said.

You rolled your eyes as you heard a sudden "akhem". You both turned around and there stood Dio, you were quiet for a bit, before speaking up, "Hey Mavis, let's go." You noticed the mad face of your dad upstairs. And you ran off somewhere, giggling to yourself.

You turned back and looked at Dio, but still nothing, no purple shine. You quirkily ran off with Mavis and made your way to the outside transforming and making sure you went to your room.

"He's really my Zing?" She asked you, and you nodded, "Yup, he's your Zing sis, ironically I thought I'd get my Zing first." You looked away, before you heard Mavis stand up and hug you tightly, you chuckled, "Come on Mavis, it will be fine, plus! You got ao much to be happy about! You've met your Zing and he's a Frankenstein!!!" You chuckled and Mavis did too.

As the days went by at Hotel Transylvania, Y/n found herself growing accustomed to Dio's presence. The mischievous vampire couldn't help but be drawn to his enigmatic charm and devilish sense of humor. They often found themselves engaged in playful banter, exchanging witty remarks and teasing each other relentlessly. It was a constant game of one-upmanship that kept the atmosphere light and entertaining.

One evening, during a lively monster party at the hotel, Y/n spotted Dio at the center of attention, captivating the crowd with his mesmerizing presence. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, as her sister, Mavis, danced with her newly discovered Zing, Johnny, a charming and quirky human.

Y/n decided to take matters into her own hands and show everyone that she was just as capable of finding her own happiness. She approached Dio, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"You know, Dio, I'm quite the dancer myself," Y/n said, her voice filled with confidence.

Dio raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, really? I'd love to see what you've got, Miss Dracula."

Without further ado, Y/n took Dio's hand and led him to the dance floor. The two vampires moved with grace and elegance, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of the music. Y/n's movements were fluid and captivating, matching Dio's skill and precision.

As they danced, Y/n couldn't help but notice the way Dio's eyes sparkled with amusement and a newfound admiration. She felt a sense of victory, knowing that she had captured his attention.

The other monsters at the party couldn't tear their eyes away from the mesmerizing duo, their dance becoming the talk of the night. Y/n reveled in the spotlight, relishing in the moment as her confidence soared.

When the song finally ended, Y/n and Dio were met with thunderous applause and cheers. They both laughed and bowed, basking in the praise and the thrill of the performance.

As the night came to a close, Y/n found herself alone with Dio near the moonlit pool. The calmness of the water reflected their silhouettes, creating a serene and intimate atmosphere.

Dio turned to Y/n, a soft smile gracing his lips. "You truly are an exceptional dancer, Y/n. Your elegance and grace are captivating."

Y/n's heart fluttered at his words, and she couldn't help but feel a growing connection between them. She reached out to him, her hand trembling slightly, as if guided by an invisible force.

"Dio, there's something I've been meaning to ask," Y/n said, her voice barely above a whisper.

He looked at her curiously, waiting for her to continue.

"Are you my Zing?" Y/n asked, her eyes filled with a mix of hope and uncertainty.

Dio's gaze softened, and he took a step closer, his hand gently cupping her cheek. "Y/n, my dear, you have intrigued me from the moment we met," he said, and you looked at him...

"But how did we not Zing then?" You asked, to which he replied with: "Well..
While the concept of Zing may be unfamiliar to me, I feel a strong connection between us, one that cannot be easily explained."

Y/n felt her heart skip a beat, a surge of joy and anticipation flooding her senses. She leaned in closer, her lips trembling with anticipation.

Before their lips could touch, however, a voice broke the magical moment. It was Dracula, her father, who had been watching from a distance.

"Y/n! What are you doing?" Dracula exclaimed, his voice filled with concern and disapproval.

Y/n pulled away from Dio, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and frustration. She couldn't believe her father had interrupted their moment.

"Father, please!" Y/n pleaded, her voice filled with determination. "I know Dio is not what you expected, but he makes me happy. Can't you see that?"

Dracula looked torn, his expression shifting between anger and concern. Finally, he let out a sigh, his rigid posture relaxing slightly.

"Y/n, I only want what's best for you," Dracula said, his voice softer. "If Dio makes you happy, then I suppose I can try to accept him."

Y/n's eyes widened in surprise, a surge of gratitude filling her heart. She smiled at her father, feeling a sense of relief wash over her.

"Thank you, Father," Y/n said, her voice filled with warmth. "I promise you won't be disappointed."

With her father's reluctant acceptance, Y/n knew that her relationship with Dio had a chance to blossom. She held Dio's hand, their fingers intertwining, as they walked back into the hotel together, ready to face whatever challenges and adventures lay ahead.

Hotel Transylvania would never be the same again, as the presence of Dio Brando added an unexpected twist to the lives of the Dracula family... But... Is this really the end of this curious story... We will have to wait and see...

Little note: this one seems like a good book material, should I do it?

(Comment here if yes XD)