After the incident in Fugo's room Bucciarati made Fugo and Narancia take care of you while you recovered. Which was only for a day since you made Giorno eventually heal you.

Currently you were on a mission with Golden Boy himself, patrolling the streets to make sure no other gangs were on their turf. You were skating behind him doing tricks while trying not to lose your balance.

"You're going to fall if you keep doing that." Giorno stated as you tried to spin on your skates. "I'll live." You grunted as you almost lost your balance.

You skated for a few more minutes trying to spin before you lost you balance and fell on the concrete. "That hurt like a bitch!" You hissed as you pushed yourself back up. "I told you, you were going to fall if you kept doing that." Giorno stated as he waited for you to catch up.

You skated in silence next to Giorno as you looked around the streets. You were getting tired of the silence and you rarely ever talked to the boy.

You were stopped by Giorno grabbing your hand and pulling you back. "Uh, Giorno? Is something wrong?" You gave the boy a confused look as he silently dragged you down the street and took a turn.

"Giorno~? Yoohoo~? Anybody home?" You waved your hand in his face for a good few seconds until he stopped. "Huh? Sorry, I thought I told you where we were going." "Well ya didn't, and you're holding my hand." You held your hand up with his fingers still intertwined with yours. He quickly let go,

"Sorry! I thought we would look less suspicious if we acted like a couple." You snorted at his excuse and shook your head. "We would look less suspicious if you had a pair of roller skates and skated with me... Huh... I should teach the whole team how to skate..." You entertained yourself with the idea.

You followed Giorno, again, in silence. After a few turns he stopped in front a vendor that served something called 'gelato' that looked a lot like ice cream to you. "Excuse me, can I get two cones of chocolate, each with a scoop of pistachio?" Giorno asks the gelato vendor.

You just looked around the place and watched as people walked by. You saw someone who looked familiar move into a alley but choose not to follow since you didn't want to leave Giorno behind.

"Here you go." You were snapped out of your thoughts with a cone of chocolate and pistachio gelato being handed to you. You took the cone and tried the treat. "Damn this is good! Thanks Giorno!" You thanked the blonde as you started to devour your treat.

Giorno lead you to a bench to sit on while you ate the cone of gelato he bought you. "So, (Y/n), what did you do in the future for fun?" Giorno started the small talk.

"Well, I always went to the roller rink every Saturday. I also listened to a lot of old music on a daily basis and I took my friends to the movies once in every blue moon." He hummed as he ate his cone of gelato next to you.

He wanted to get to know you more but didn't know how you would react to certain questions and didn't want to make you too uncomfortable, "If you had a chance to go back home, would you take it?"

The question surprised you as you stopped eating and looked at him. "Well... I suppose I would have to since I can't leave my mother like that, and this isn't my timeline, or world?... Besides the few friends I have probably are still trying to look for me." A pang of guilt hit you as you ate the treat knowing people at home were probably worried sick.

"What about your father? I'm sure he'll take care and comfort your mother." That struck a cord as you leaned back against the bench. You sighed and closed your eyes while taking a few deep breaths, "My father is dead. He died a couple years back when I was younger." Giorno made a quiet 'oh' and finished his gelato for the remainder of the awkward silence.

You opened your eyes to see your gelato was starting to melt slightly as it dripped down your hand. "It's fine, I've gotten over it." You licked the dripping treat and started to finish it.

"Sorry, I didn't know... How about you tell me the movies you've seen with your friends and family?" You snorted as you bit into the cone. "Wait until 'Kung Fu Panda' comes out, Narancia will love it." He hummed as he pretended to understand what kind of movie it was.

You were personally waiting until you could go see 'Shrek' in theaters or when it comes out on dvd. You were snapped out of your thoughts when your phone vibrated in your back pocket. You shifted slightly as you reached behind you to read the text. It was a image sent by 'Fuckboy'.

You pulled up the messages to see a picture of you sitting on the bench with your eyes closed and gelato in hand next to Giorno.

Fuckboy: Peekaboo! I see you!

You snorted and responded,

Funky: Stalker...

Fuckboy: I'm not a stalker, I just happen to see you while walking :(

Funky: Walking where?

Fuckboy: Somewhere...

Funky: Uh huh...

Fuckboy: I swear i'm not!

Funky: Whatever you say fuckboy

Fuckboy: :

You were distracted from texting Formaggio as Giorno got up to go investigate something, leaving you on the bench. You looked up from your phone to see Giorno was nowhere around and you finished eating. You pocketed your phone and looked around from the bench for a few seconds.

"Giorno?" You called as you stood up from the bench. You balled up your napkin and shoved it in a pocket as you skated around looking for a trashcan. "Giorno~?" You called again as you tried to find the golden blonde male.You stopped and looked into a alley to see no sign of him.

A pair of hands covered your eyes as you yelped in surprise. "Guess who~" Instincts from fighting lessons with your mother kicked in, and you grabbed the persons arm and pulled them over your shoulder as you slammed them on the ground.

You twisted their arm behind there back before recognizing who it was. "Ow ow ow! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, let go!" You quirked a brow and let go. "Formaggio? The hell? You trying to give me a heart attack?" You grabbed your chest as you tried to calm your breathing.

"Well I didn't think you would slam me on the ground if I surprised you!" He grunted as he stood up, "So how have you been?" He hummed as he flung his arm around your shoulder and started rolling you in a random direction.

"Peachy, I've gotten a few new cuts and bruises but other than that I've been doing good." He smiled as he rolled you around the corner. "Uh, Formaggio, as much as I would like to walk around with you I have to get back to my friend." You attempted to pull his arm off your shoulder. It didn't budge. "Formaggio?"

He looked down at you with a cocky grin on his face and kept rolling you away. "Don't worry about your friend, I'm sure he'll be fine a few hours without you." His grip tightened as he kept walking down the street.

You just rolled there as your mind tried to process what was happening. Two thought popped up in your head. One, you were probably about to get murdered in a alley and you'll never be found again. Or, Two, Formaggio is just really bored and wants to hang out with you, so he's kidnapping you. You assumed the latter with a hint of the first.

"So... Where are you rolling me exactly?" You spoke as you tried to hide your fear of getting murdered by your friend. "Oh! I'm taking you to meet my friends today! Since, this is the one of the only days they're all home." You just nodded your head and relaxed slightly.

"Can we reschedule? I'm kinda in the middle of something with one of my frie-" "Nope!" he popped the p as he started to roll you faster. You both stopped when your phone went off in you back pocket.

"I'll take that!" He reached into your back pocket and shut the phone off. You just stared at him in shock as he shoved your phone inside his leather jacket. "Yeah, i'm just going to dip! See ya around 'stalker'!" You slipped from under his arm and started skating back as fast as you could.

You could hear his shouts as you rounded the corner almost flying into the road if your stand's arm didn't come out and help with the sharp turn. You picked up speed as you avoid people. You saw the bench coming up and decided to slide on it and assumed you would stop from the sudden friction. You didn't.

You slid on the bench and flew off and onto the concrete. "Mother Fu-" You cut yourself off as you watched a kid walk by you with a concerned expression. "I didn't say it..." You sat up as you properly placed yourself on the bench and waited for Giorno to come back.

You had a feeling Formaggio would be back soon so you just hoped Giorno would beat him to you. You inspected you arm as it had a scrape and a deep cut on it. You hissed as you held it against your chest to stop the bleeding with your shirt. Because god forbid if you got blood on your jeans.

You sat there tapping your skate on the ground until you couldn't feel it touch the ground anymore. You looked down at your foot confused and noticed your feet was hovering off the ground.

You scooted forward and just assumed you leaned too far back on the bench. You continued tapping your foot until you felt it miss the ground again. "The fuck?" You looked down confused and you were sure you didn't move a muscle on the bench other than your foot.

You stood up and noticed you were obviously shorter than usual. You looked at your body obviously confused as you looked over your body. Then it clicked. Formaggio is a stand user and this is probably his stand's ability.

So you did the most reasonable thing. Attempted to escape his range and go home, even if it meant ditching Giorno which didn't matter at this point, since he ditched you first. You skated in the direction of home as you noticed yourself getting shorter.

"I don't think this has a range!" You halted as you noticed that you were about three feet tall, "I won't make it at this rate." You thought of a new plan as you tried to figure out of to stop yourself from shrinking. If you skated back now you would probably only be around a foot tall and you would have to hope Giorno was still waiting on you.

So that's what you did. You went back to the bench and tried to hop back on it. Fortunately you were able to pull yourself up after jumping a few times. You sat there trying not panic as you looked around for the blonde.

Your form growing smaller until you were the size of a finger. You sat there waiting until you felt someone pick you up from behind by your shirt.

You came face to face with Formaggio who held a grimace on his face. "I thought I wasn't going to be able to find you for a second, that would've been bad." You gave him the bird as he held a velvet draw string bag from under you and dropped you into it.

You grunted as you hit the bottom of the bag and watched as it closed. "Great. I'm the living reenactment of 'Honey I Shrunk The Kids'..." You sighed as you shifted around in the bag trying to get comfortable.

Formaggio shoved the bag in his pocket and started his walk back to his team's base.

You bounced slightly from the steps Formaggio took as you started doze off. You awoke to a door slamming shut as you tried to remember where you were. "Oh! Right, i'm the living representation of a small Alice stuck in a rabbit hole of horrible decisions..." You muttered to yourself as you felt the bag shift.

You braced yourself as the bag shook a few times before it opened up. You felt yourself get picked up by the back of your shirt as you were lifted out of the bag by Formaggio.

You took in the sight of all of the men sitting on the couches staring at you as you just hanged there, blue screening at the sight. "Guys, this is, (Y/n). The girl me and Ghiaccio were talking about a few weeks back." He motioned to you as you were still blue screening.

You snapped out of your daze at the mention of Ghiaccio and looked at the blue haired man. "Awwww! Blueberry actually talked about me! He does slightly care!" You cooed as the male flared up in anger at your words. You just smiled at the man as you swung your legs in the air slightly as he insulted you.

"This is the female you wanted to recruit?" A man with pigtails scoffed as Formaggio adjusted his grip on your shirt. "Yeah... She's a stand user and she made Ghiaccio dance as he tried to chase her." You snorted at the memory. A man that looked like a emo clown stood up and got close to your face as you swayed side to side.

"And I though Melone was a male str-" Your mouth was immediately covered by Formaggios finger as he attempted to stop you from insulting his boss. "How does she know Melone?" The clown asked in a gruff voice as he straightened back up. Formaggio just let out a long 'uhh' and you pointed at him and Ghiaccio.

"Do you have a death wish?!" Ghiaccio hissed as you bit Formaggio's finger. "Yes. I'd like to see what kills me first, stupidity or stupidity." You laughed as you kicked the air while holding your stomach.

"I think she's nice..." A man with green tuffs of hair mumbled as you immediately stopped laughing and looked at the male. You sniffed the air a few times and grinned. "I smell a potential new friend~!" You sang as Formaggio tried to shut you up.

You eventually calmed down as Formaggio took a seat on the couch at the end next to who you assumed to be Melone, who was eyeing you as you sat on Formaggio's hand. Ghaccio sat on the other side of the lilac haired male who was glaring at you.

You swayed side to side as you recited a whole song in your head. You were snapped out of your trance with the clown clearing his throat as he sat in a arm chair at the end of the coffee table. "Let me see your stand." You lifted a brow and watched as came out and stared at everyone.

shook his head disapprovingly and slapped the back of your head as you whined in complaint, it was like he was silently saying, 'What the fuck did you do now?'. "Wasn't my fucking idea you prick!" You whined as you rubbed your head, "That really hurt..."

"Ooooooh~ They say a stand reflects their user." Melone cooed as he tried to pet your significantly small stand. swatted his hand away as he wrapped himself protectively around you.

The clown just hummed in thought as he eyed you and your stand. "Well... Other gangs will jump at the opportunity of a new stand using member, I guess we have no choice, but I don't think she's suited for our profession." You ears perked up at the sound of gang as you glanced at the clown.

Then you remembered Giorno. "Oh shit! Giorno!" Formaggio looked down at you confused before he remembered the kid you were with. "Oh him? I'm sure he'll be fine without you for awhile." You shook your head and looked up at him. "We were in the middle of doing something together!" You yelled as you stood up and looked for a way down.

"I need my phone back!" You motioned for him to give you your phone as he shook his head. "You can't leave, sorry." You huffed and smirked at the male. "Do you wanna funk?" He let out a 'what' and immediately dropped you as he stood up and started dancing.

You would've hit the floor if your stand didn't grab onto the side of the table. You were pulled onto the table as you looked around. "Make it stop!" Formaggio yelled as Ghiaccio laughed at him. Everyone was just observing the interaction as you shook your head at the male.

"Give me my phone and make me normal sized!" You demanded as he refused your demands. "Then I guess you'll dance to your death." You sighed as you crossed your arms and sat down. You were poked by Melone as he picked you up and inspected you.

"You would be a perfect candidate for Baby Face!" He licked his lips as he tried to lift your small shirt. Your stand punched his finger causing him to yelp and drop you. You were caught by Ghiaccio who was yelling at the male who held his finger with a sadistic smile on his face.

"She's feisty!" He licked his lips as he tried to snatch you from Ghiaccio. "Don't you fucking dare you creepy fucking pervert!" Ghiaccio yelled as he held you away from him. "I'm still dancing here!" Formaggio yelled. Everyone ignored him as you hugged Ghiaccio's cold hands that were holding you.

"You do care!" You cooed causing him to immediately drop you on the coffee table. "Nooooo~ You're like free AC!" You whined as he slapped Melone's hand away from you. You immediately grew back to your normal size causing you to almost break the small coffee table and accidentally kick the others on the couch. It groaned from the new weight it was holding as you adjusted yourself.

"Di Molto! She has even more curves in this form!" You gave him a confused look and looked at your body. "The fuck you talking about?! I don't see shit!" He tried to grab your foot causing your stand to appear from you and clock him in the face.

"Oh, yeah... I forgot to mention my stand doesn't like random people touching me." You shrugged as he clutched his nose in obvious pain. Ghiaccio laughed as you made Formaggio stop dancing.

You jumped as emo clown slammed his hands on the coffee table next to you as you looked at the giant. "Enough!" He yelled as everyone straightened up and looked at him seriously. You just slouched back on the table as you nonchalantly looked at the man, propping yourself up with your elbows.

"Demonstrate your stand's fighting abilities." He demanded as you tried to maneuver off of the coffee table without hitting anyone. Formaggio just ended up pulling you off of the table so you could properly stand.

"I need a fighting partner..." You gestured to the empty space next to you. He just nodded at Formaggio who immediately gave him a look of disbelief. "My stand isn't made for fightin-" He was cut off from you pulling him off the couch and onto the dance floor.

"!" You snapped your fingers as your stand manifested behind you with a tape already in his hand, "Play something funky," Without another word he popped the tape into his mouth and played it.

"Oooh~ It's been awhile since I heard this tape." You hummed in approval as you and your stand put your fist up.

"What the fuck kind of trash music is this?!" Ghiaccio laughed as you looked at him. You snickered as your stand moved next to you. "The best kind of trash!" You yelled as you threw a punch at Formaggio.

"!" He yelled as his stand came out and blocked the punch with it's own fist. It looked like a purple robot with a long nail on one of its fingers.

"Is everyone's stand named after a band?!" You laughed as your stand started dancing. He effortlessly dodged a punch as he spun and kicked in the face.

This caused Formaggio and his stand to go flying back and put a crack in the wall. "Woops..." You watched as he staggered up with a grimace on his face. "That fucking hurt!" You watched as he threw a punch at your face. You responded by moving your face and grabbing his arm and twisted it hard.

grabbed Formaggio's stand's neck and forced it to the floor. You moved quick and kicked the back of Formaggio's knees and forced him on the ground. "This was too easy!" You laughed as you put all of your weight on his back. Every time he started to moved would increase the pressure of his grip causing him to choke.