《✨【DETOUR SEVEN】✨ // JJBA Villains》8) Hit'chu With Dat Turururu~
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'Okay, just calm down... This is nothing to get mad about... I'll just... take a quick nap...'
Diavolo turns in the opposite direction and collapses onto the floor to rest.
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.
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"What... Where... am I?"
He wakes up to a blinding, white light.
As his eyes adjusted to the vivid light, he finds himself in a small room, surrounded by 5 other men he didn't know.
He jerks back in shock, "E- Eh? Who... Who are you guys-?!"
"We could ask you the same question," Valentine responds, raising a brow.
"Where did that pink-haired bitch go and why was he replaced by this other pink-haired bitch?!" Diego exclaimed, internally laughing at his own joke. Jeez, what a loser.
"Say, what's your name?" Enrico politely asks, slightly bending his knees to properly question the boy who had his legs sprawled out on the floor.
" He responds, wide-eyed.
(I am so frigging sorry, I colored his eyes wrong fjkaenafekea)
Doppio scans the cell, up and down, left and right. He scratches his head, then strokes his chin.
"Hrm... Oh, yes! I think I remember..." Doppio hums," I remember that I died? But I don't really remember how... But, I do remember that I was in the Colosseum." he frowns, looking down with a sad-somber expression.
"I remember that it felt... cold..."
Doppio covers his face with his hands, hiding his sorrowful, teary-eyed face from the rest of the world.
"I wished that I could just- talk to Bossu again..."
Clearly, everyone felt bad for the kid. Is he even a kid? No one knows, but he sure does look like one.
Enrico sighs, "Okay, listen, boy. You can come with us. But, we gotta find Diavolo-"
"W-Wait- hold on!"
"What is it?-"
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"-- I'm getting a call from the boss!-- T"
Doppio cups a hand to his ear, seemingly searching for something.
"T-- Where is that-- URURURURURURU-- Damned-- URURURURURU-- Phone!?-- URURURURURU"
"What phone?!"
Everyone stares at the pink-haired boy with confusion. Especially how he spontaneously changed moods in a flash.
Out of nowhere, Diego bursts into a fit of laughter.
" AHAHAHA- I like this boy already!"
As everyone gave Doppio a look of reasonable concern, the Dino bitch ridiculed him.
As he was laughing his guts out, Doppio looks down at Diego's tail. His eyes widen.
"Hm, what an odd cell phone you have there..."
"Wait, hold on, what?!" Diego yelped, "My tail isn't a telephone, you-!"
He bends down and proceeds to grab the tip of Diego's tail. Then, he roughly pulls the scaly tail to his ear.
"Stop, That fuckin' hurts-!" Diego whines.
"Eh- Moshi Moshi...?" Doppio mumbles, "Boss, is that you?!" He exclaims with a tone of excitement in his voice.
"" He squeals, ""
Kars whispers to the rest of the group, "Is that boy... Alright in the head?"
"He may be, or he may be not. We need to know what situation he is in, first." The David Bowie look-alike replies.
"Also, do you know these people who are claiming to know you?" Doppio asks.
Not long after, he gets a quick answer that only he could hear, "Oh okay, so, that one is Enrico Pucci, this one is Diego and the others are Yoshikage Kira, Funny Valentine, and Ca-Kars? --Wait, no, there is supposed to be one more, but he is somewhere else?... Dio?"
"Is he somehow related to Diavolo? They both have that nasty pink hair color." Kira murmured, slightly cringing at the thought of having pink hair.
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An idea popped up in his mind.
"...Or maybe, he Diavolo." Kira suggests, "Right now, looking at Doppio, he looks as if he might have DID, Dissociative identity disorder, where one person may have two or several personalities or identities. Maybe also Schizophreniabecause he hear things that doesn't exist. Yes, I know that I may not be the right person to say that. But, I am only saying what I think. My opinion." He states, crossing his arms.
"That is a possibility." Kars says.
"Yeah, whatever. Can someone stop this brat? He has been using my tail to talk to his 'Boss' for more than a minute now." Diego groans, getting even more irritated by the second.
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"--Uh okay, bye bossu!"
"So, what was the call about? I am still salty about you using my tail, so it better be worth it." Diego asks a very happy Doppio.
"Mhm, he gave me some information about the situation that we are in right now," Doppio adds," He also told me your names. So, does anyone here know why Dio just 'collapsed' earlier?"
"I am not sure why. That had never happened to Lord Dio before." Pucci answers, " But maybe it had something to do with the deal that each of us made before we came to 'this world'..."
"Heh, serves them right. I, DIO (Diego), will be the one and only true DIO-!" Diego roars with pride. Almost instantly, he gets a slap at the back of the head from Valentine, who tells him to quiet down.
"Hm... Speaking of Dio, I wonder how he's doing now..." Enrico ponders.
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Note:
lmao, this took a really long time cuz I was busy with other activities n stuff. Also, I decided to add a comic part cuz I thought that it would make up for the long update
Anyways, thank you for reading this part, and happy pride month everyone! 🏳🌈🌈✨
Have some Josuke art :)
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