─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Breakfast went by without incident, everyone was once again chatting quietly to one another before your gaze drifted towards Mista. A laugh right away wanted to escape you upon seeing what was on his face and hat. A set of googly eyes was stuck to his hat and a set of cat whiskers decorated his face alongside a poorly drawn mustache above his top lip.

Catching sight of you on the verge of laughing he arched a brow, "Something funny?" Shaking your head at his question you took a deep breath holding back any giggled. Seeing you shake your head Mista figured you were probably just thinking of something funny and waved it off as nothing. "Say you know what I haven't seen in awhile?"

"What?"

"Your stand, or at least the butterfly of it." Pointing that out Mista looked around the table seeing the others begin to wonder the same thing. It really only showed up once in a while but they figured it was because you brought it out.

Tapping your fork lightly against the table a hum left your lips before you gestured towards the empty chair beside Bucciarati, "It's with Abbacchio." Answering with that then nibbling on a piece of bacon from your plate you bobbed your head.

Finding the answer a bit odd Fugo pointed something out, "It's almost always with Abbacchio." Turning his attention towards you, you just gave a shrug in response as if to say 'well then I don't know'.

"It just kinda does it's own thing. I mean it appears and disappears when it wants." Your stand definitely had a mind of it's own, though you were able to have it tag along with people in case anything were to happen which you appreciated.

"That would make sense. But speaking of which what is your stands range?" Inquiring that from his seat Bucciarati leaned onto the table, his head resting softly in the palm of his hand. He was aware of a few things when it came to your stand, but there were still a lot of unanswered questions that he was curious about himself.

"Um well pretty far with the butterfly, but it's sort of like a give and take thing. The farther away it is the weaker its ability is, whereas the closer it is the stronger the ability." Explaining that you paused trying to think of an example. "So say if one of you got injured and were far away, I could tend to you through the butterfly though it wouldn't be as fast or efficient as if I were to tend to you directly." Your explanation helped a lot with understanding the ability and a hum followed by a nod was given from the ebony haired man.

The table afterwards went quiet for some time before Narancia jolted up from his chair beside you resulting in you jumping in surprise. "Say (Y/N) why don't we walk around town for a bit? You haven't really left the house in a while." Stating that a smile was set out across his expression.

"I mean, I don't see why not?" Your tone came out as more of a question than answer and your gaze trailed towards Bucciarati, a silent question of 'would that be alright' was asked.

"I don't see why not. You can do whatever you'd like just as long as you stay out of trouble." Answering shortly with that a smile was given. He thought it was interesting how each member of the team interacted with you and vice versa, so who was he to deny a request like that.

Excitedly fist pumping the air Narancia didn't hesitate to take your hand in his own promptly dragging you out of your chair and towards the door, "Alright then! We'll be back!" Announcing that before anyone could protest a laugh ruptured out from between your lips.

"Wait! (Y/N) didn't finish her bre-" There was no point in finishing that sentence if his words were just going to fall upon deaf ears, thus the blond merely let out a sigh shaking his head while sitting back down.

At least your laugh was cute.

Stepping outside Narancia tugged you a bit farther away from the house before reluctantly letting go of your hand, the two of you falling into step beside one another as you spoke. "So, did you put those googly eyes and the mustache on Mista?"

"Hell yeah I did." Another laugh left your lips at how quickly he admitted to the action and you held up a hand quickly gaining a high five from the teen, the both of you laughing some more.

"Next time you should glue more than just two." Right away he gave a nod in agreement insisting that you help out next time.

"Mista's a heavy sleeper, maybe I should swap his hat out for something else like a cat hood." Imagining the lanky man wearing a hat with cat ears instead of his normal one laughter once again left through your lips. Narancia was always one to make odd comments- yet they fitted his personality rather well.

"You probably could, but if you did I'd expect something to happen back. Maybe he'd bleach your hair in your sleep and you'll wake up blond." Upon saying that Narancia right away reached up, gripping his raven locks a scowl was quick to take over his expression.

"What?! No anything but blond." Giving a huff at that his face scrunched up, "If he did anything like that I swear I'd cut him." The threat at the end seemed rather serious but you brushed it off as a probable joke.

You at least hoped it was.

"It'd be no big deal, I think you'd look good as a blond. Though your black hair does suit you the best." Stating that and tugging his hand off his head you reached out ruffling the already messy stands, a soft smile adorning your lips.

A red hue quickly grew among the males expression and he ended up turning his head to face the street, "Hey uh there's a convenient store up ahead. Why don't we go and get something?" Suggesting that rather quickly and jutting a hand out up ahead to where the store was he avoided looking your way.

"If you want to go in we can, but I think I'll wait outside." Stating that and giving a hum Narancia didn't seem to mind and as the two of you got closer you moved off to lean against the store's window, "Get some good snacks." Nodding at that he stepped through the entrance way disappearing into the store.

Moving your attention towards the road and staring at the cars driving by a subtle hum left your lips. It was still fairly early in the day yet with all the cars and people bustling about you could've assumed it was mid day.

Businessmen and women walked about, destinations in mind while parents and their children lingered around longer than others. The child wanting to see whatever was in the window of the stores they walk by, while their mother tugged at their small hands.

The scene of the two simply drew a subtle frown to your lips.

All these parents taking their kids on strolls and taking them to the parks made you feel...jealous. It was something so mundane yet you never had the luxury of doing something such as family bonding. There was always a weird dynamic within your family, in fact it felt more like a work environment than an actual family.

Trailing off in your head about it, a slight pressure running against the side of your calf caught your attention. Your gaze right away moved downwards catching sight of a small gray feline, the cat's tail swaying back and forth as it looked up at you with bright green eyes. Right away moving to continue rubbing against your legs.

A meow or two left upon doing so and you could only smile down at the creature finding it cute.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Mista trying to figure out why Y/N is giggling about: