You slammed open the capo's office door and yelled, "Bucciarati! I'm going to lose my fucking mind in this house if I don't get something to do!" Bucciarati threw a pen in the air and tried to catch it as it bounced from hand to hand before finally being caught.

"(Y/n)! Can you knock before you enter, please?" Bucciarati scowled at you while you poked your lower lip out in a pleading manner. "But I'm bored, Zipper Man! Give me a mission or something gang members do when they have nothing better to do..." You leaned against the doorframe slightly as Bucciarati shuffled through his paperwork.

"Fine... But if you get kidnapped, when we save you, I'll dismember you for a week." He threatened menacingly. You fist-pumped the air in triumph as you tried not to yell in excitement.

Bucciarati looked through a few files before settling on one that was suited for you.

The mission was to rough someone up a bit and scare them. Two things you were good at; you gave the team a heart attack on a daily, and you were good at fighting. The perfect mission for you.

But he couldn't send you alone because one, you had a whole nother gang targeting your back, two, he never sent team members alone, and three, your stand was more of a support stand rather than an offense stand. So he had to send one or two people with you. Time to draw names from a hat.

You watched as Bucciarati got a spare piece of paper and wrote a few things down on it before ripping it up. He proceeded to drop them in what you assumed to be an empty mug of coffee as he put his hand on top of it and shook it. He extended the cup to you and shook it slightly, "Take two pieces of paper and read them out loud."

You snorted at the cup, "Welp, when life gives you paper..." You shrugged and grabbed two pieces of paper before reading them out loud, "Mista and Giorno- wait a minute... Are they babysitting me?" You pouted slightly as you dropped the pieces of paper back into the mug.

"No. They're going with you to make sure you don't do anything too stupid-" "So they're babysitting me?" You watched as Bucciarati sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose before throwing a file at you. "Just go. I have work to get done and I'm not ready for a headache this morning... I already had too much to worry about in the last few days." He muttered the last part as you glanced over the file.

"Alright, Mr. Titty Window, I'm off to grab Tetraphobe and Golden Boy, anything you want to add before I leave?" He shook his head and waved you off as you bounced out of the room happily.

"Oi, frog lover!" You yelled as you kicked Giorno's door in. Giorno looked up from his plant that he was trimming as you waved the file in your hand, "Let's go traumatize a poor soul!" You let out an ungodly screech that sounded like a pterodactyl on crack.

You heard a door slam open from behind you as you looked over your shoulder to see Abbacchio glowering at you from the doorway. You were pretty sure you could see his menacing aura spilling off of him as he continued to burn holes in the back of your head. "Is something wrong, Karen?"

You could see Abbacchio was done with your bullshit as he started to approach you in Giorno's room. You slammed the door on his face and locked it as you bolted for the window. "Giorno make vines! Quick!" He stopped what he was doing and looked out the window before opening it and using a paperclip he snatched from the file.

You scaled-down the vines quickly as you heard Abacchio pounding on Giorno's door from the second floor. "Be ready in 10! We're leaving early, so I can avoid getting murdered by an angry goth!" You yelled as you walked to the front door and went back inside quietly.

You could see the back of Mista's hat on the couch as you slowly crept up behind him. You didn't notice Narancia laying on the couch next to Mista until he looked at you and started laughing.

"Narancia, what's so funny?" Mista asked the boy as you motioned for him not to say anything.

"Nothing, nothing, I just remembered something funny..." He trailed off slightly as he went back to watching tv.

You lifted your hands in the air and brought them down quickly on Mista's shoulders as he let out a high pitched scream. You immediately started laughing with Narancia as you fell to the floor holding your stomach.

"That's- that's not funny! I could've accidentally headbutted you (Y/n)!" You were almost crying as you tried to forget the sound of Mista's girly scream.

"You- you scream like a girl when they see some schoolboy-" You wheezed as you started having trouble forming sentences.

You reached out for the file on the ground and shakily handed it to Mista as you caught your breath on the floor.

You got up and vaulted the couch before laying down in Mista's lap and looking at the bottom of the folder as the gunslinger read it. "Got any fun ideas on what to do to this poor guy? Or any clue where to find him in the first place?"

Mista hummed in response before flipping the folder and tapping the location of the guy's house. You hummed in approval and propped your legs up on Narancia's as you shook the boy slightly.

"Hey, Narancia..." The boy looked at you and smiled before you continued, "If Abbacchio comes looking for me later tonight, make a bed on the floor of your room so I can hide out for the night." He gave a thumbs-up before frowning, "Didn't Bucciarati ban you from sleeping in our rooms alone?"

You scoffed and rolled your eyes, "I'm an adult. I can do whatever the hell I want with my life, gang, or no gang." You grabbed the file from Mista before rolling off the couch and landing on the ground feet first.

"7 minutes, we're taking the van because I can't skate that distance... and I'm driving." You bounced on your heels a bit before leaving to go change into your school uniform.

It didn't take you long to get the uniform on and its dress shoes. You skipped out of your room and back into the living room where Giorno and Mista were waiting for you.

Mista was idly spinning the keys around his fingers while Giorno messed with his doughnuts on his head. You snatched the keys from Mista and started making your way to the garage before you were stopped.

"What are you doing?" You looked up the stairs and at Fugo who was reading a book while sitting at the top of the stairs. He squinted your eyes and read the cover that said 'Animal Farm.'

"One, none of your cheese wax. Two, that's a great fucking book." Fugo frowned and closed the book and made his way downstairs. "One, it's my business if you have the keys to the van, and two, it's a fucking surprise that you even picked up a book once in your life."

He snatched the keys from your grasp as your eye twitched in annoyance. You felt insulted in so many ways and it took everything you had not to start another fight with him.

manifested behind you and cocked his head to the side as he looked down at Fugo. Fugo was an ant compared to your stand as he skated off to the kitchen. You cracked your fingers with your thumb as you continued your stare off with Fugo.

came back in the room a second later with a slice of swiss cheese in his hand as Fugo looked at him confused. In one movement you stole the keys from Fugo as threw the cheese at him and nailed him in the face.

"Time to GTFO!" You screamed as you busted down the garage door and ran to the van. Giorno and Mista followed behind you as you dove into the driver's seat and started the ignition. You hit the button on the key's from the garage door to start going up.

You looked back at Fugo, who was standing in the doorway with the cheese still on his face. You watched as it peeled away off his face as he glared daggers at you with a red face. "(Y/N)! COME BACK HERE! YOU'RE A DEAD WOMAN!" You buckled your seat belt and put the pedal to the metal like your life depended on it, which it did.

You turned out of the driveway quickly as Giorno held on for dear life next to you and you were pretty sure Mista was rolling around in the back somewhere.

After driving a good distance from the house, you pulled over and let everyone get situated as you grabbed the file from off the floor. Giorno buckled his seat belt while Mista just climbed back into his chair and looked over your shoulder as you flipped through the file.

"Hey, (Y/n)," Giorno started, you looked up at the blonde and raised a brow. "what does GTFO mean?" You made an 'oh' noise and closed the file. "It means 'get the fuck out.'" He hummed and grabbed the file from you and pulled a map out from the glove box.

"I'll direct you, you drive." You looked in the rearview mirror at Mista, who wasn't wearing a seatbelt. "You gonna buckle up?" You questioned the gunslinger as he shook his head, "Nah, I'll be fine." You shrugged your shoulders and started to drive before smirking. You had an evil idea.

You drove for a few minutes before break checking Mista. You stopped suddenly and watched as Mista slammed his face into the back of your chair as you started laughing. Giorno gave you a confused look, "Why did you stop driving?" You motioned to Mista with your head and he realized why you stopped.

"Wear your goddamn seat belt or I'll break check you this whole car ride." You said between laughs as you continued to drive once again. You heard his seatbelt click as you gave him a hum of approval.

"We need some music..." you muttered as manifested and put a cassette tape in the dashboard. You weren't paying attention to what he was playing as you turned the corner at Giorno's command.

"Ohhhh shit! Are you playing my fire driving tape?" You glanced at as he nodded his head before disappearing.

You tapped your fingers to the beat and started to nod your head as you cranked the volume up. The whole car was shaking from how loud the song was playing as you mouthed the lyrics to Giorno. Giorno was trying to make out the lyrics before his face turned pink slightly.

You continued to mouth the lyrics as you turned another corner as Mista started to bob to the beat. "Come up off your color chart~! I know where you are coming from~!" You sang to the lyrics at this point as the chorus started. "Call me! on the line~, call me, call me any, anytime~!"

Giorno and Mista stared at you as you continued to sing along to the song as you stopped at a stoplight and looked back at Mista. Mista quirked a brow at you in amusement as verse 2 came in. "Cover me with kisses, baby~ Cover me with lo~ve~!" You turned back around and started to drive once the light turned green.

"Roll me in designer sheets, I'll never get enough~!" You glanced at Giorno's red face and winked and laughed as you tried to continue singing. You stopped singing after hold a particularly long note and just tapped your finger to the beat.

You could see Giorno bobbing his head to the beat as you turned into a neighborhood and turned the volume down. "Which house Goldie Locks?" Giorno elbowed you playfully and pointed to a house.

"Fith house on the right." He responded as you passed it and parked on the side of the road. You continued to sing slightly to the song as you crafted a plan in your mind. The man wasn't a stand user so you could practically have fun with this guy and give him a good scare...

You hummed in thought as you turned the ignition off and sat in the seat for a second. You were debating on how to scare the poor man to death and what to have for dinner when you were done.

You opened your car door and motioned for Giorno and Mista to follow you. They complied and followed you to the guy's front door as you checked the windows by the door.

You could see the poor scrawny guy watching tv eating pizza. You checked the door silently to see if it was unlocked. Fortunately for you, it was, but it was unfortunate for the guy. You motioned for Giorno to wait outside as you and Mista went into the house silently.

You walked up to the guy and knocked him unconscious in one swift blow with . You hummed in approval as Giorno walked into the house and turned the guy's glass of water into vines. They grew around the guy and immobilized him as his unconscious body fell over on his side.

"Well... that was easy..." You snorted slightly and explored the house before finally finding the kitchen. You opened cabinets after cabinets before finding a can of pineapples. "Oh yeah, it's all coming together now." You opened a few drawers before finding a can opener and opening the can of pineapples.

You popped one of the fruits in your mouth and made your way back into the living room as Mista and Giorno chatted idly. They stopped talking and looked at you with the can of pineapples in your hand. "Why did you get pineapples? Why not peppers or something?" Mista questioned you as you smirked.

"Because I know how to ruin food." You nodded at the unfinished box of pizza as Mista looked back at you in horror. "You wouldn't-" "Oh, but I would~!" You laughed evilly. You stopped laughing and popped another piece of fruit in your mouth before continuing your laugh.

You must've been laughing loudly because the man woke up suddenly and looked around with a pale look on his face as he struggled in the vines. "W-who are you?!" He yelled as you swirled the can of pineapples around in your hand before setting them down on the glass coffee table.

"The girl that's going to ruin your week." You replied nonchalantly as you motioned for Giorno to give you the file. You flipped through the folder and stopped.

You cleared your throat and read it's contents out loud, "Accused of smuggling drugs for self-use and selling them without giving the profit to Passione... blah blah blah, it's all boring accusatory shit." You closed the file and gave it back to Giorno, who accepted it gladly.

Mista had one hand on his gun and leaned against the couch coolly as you picked up the can of pineapples again. "So... want to beg for your life like a good dumbass or should I take my sweet time on the psychological torture?" You ate another piece of fruit as you patiently for his reply.

He said nothing and looked away from you as your eye twitched slightly in annoyance. Mista hit him with the back of his gun, "Oi, respond to her when she asks you a question." He growled. Giorno just leaned against a wall and looked around the room as he waited for you to finish up what you were doing.

"I guess I get to take my sweet time today!" You let out a short laugh before motioning for Mista to hold the guy's head still so he was looking at you. The guy struggled in his grasps as you walked over to the pizza and held a slice of pineapple above it. "I think this pizza would taste better with some Hawaiian pizzazz!" The guy pleaded to you not to drop the fruit on the pizza as you said 'whoops' and dropped it.

You then proceeded to dump the whole can on the pizza, juices and all. You tossed the can to the side and accidentally hit the tv as it made the screen break. "I guess I don't know my own strength..." You shrugged and looked around the room before letting your eyes land on a mounted guitar.

Your smile widened as you demounted the instrument and took a seat on the couch next to the guy. "2, 3, 4!" You started randomly strumming with no notes being played in particular as Giorno and Mista covered their ears in annoyance. "AHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHhhhhhh!" You continued to horribly play and scream while Mista started cracking up in the background as Giorno tried not to laugh.

You stopped your performance after a few seconds and tossed the guitar at the tv. The tv fell and broke the guitar. "Alright, I'm done screwing around!" You stood up and stretched as the guy looked like he was about to cry. It was probably because you broke his tv.

"Hey, Mista!" You yelled as the gunslinger perked up at the sound of his name. "Give me your gun!" He quirked a brow and handed you the gun as you opened the cylinder and emptied all bullets from their chambers except one.

You shoved the bullets in your pocket and spun the cylinder before whipping it close and pulling back the hammer on the gun. "Wheres the money?" You questioned the guy as you pointed the gun at his family jewels.

The guy's face drained of all color as he started pleading. "I'll give you anything you want, just don't shoot me there!" You snorted and repeated your question, "Bitch, I asked you where your money was. So answer the damn question or say goodbye to your tictac." He pointed at the cabinet below the tv as Giorno approached it and opened it up.

The guy wasn't lying, the cash was there alright. You shrugged and looked back at the guy before asking another question, "Where's your wallet?" He moved to his side slightly as you saw the fat thing sticking out from his back pocket. Y9ou reached over and pulled it out and flipped it open with one hand.

You let out a low whistle and took the cash out of it before stuffing it in your own pocket. You tossed the piece of leather to the side before you went back to interrogating the man. "Where's the drugs?" You could see the guy panicking. "I sold it all!" You could see him subtly looking away as you sighed and pulled the trigger. It made a 'click' noise as nothing happened.

The guy was saying a few prayers as you pulled the hammer back again and repeated the question. He gave the same response and you pulled the trigger once again. He let out a high pitched scream as the gun made a 'click' sound again.

"I- I swear! I sold all of it!" You looked at him for a really long time before finally letting him off. "Next question! What do you keep looking at outside?" If you couldn't feel the tension in the room earlier, you definitely felt it now as the guy went quiet and stopped talking.

You heard the front door open as Mista grabbed the gun from you and pointed it at the front door. Giorno had ready, and you had summoned as you all stared at the front door in silence.

You heard a clapping noise like pieces of brass hitting each other as something made its way inside. You watched as a monkey with cymbals rolled into the room with the help of a skateboard as it hit its cymbals together.

No one moved as the monkey continued to play its horrible music before slowly coming to a stop. It let out a burst of shrill laughter with the help of a broken voice box, which made it a 100 times creepier.

"What the absolute demonic fuckery, is this?" You questioned as you heard a clicking noise originate from the monkey.

Mista loaded his gun quickly as he pointed it at the monkey. Before he could shoot Giorno told him to stop and listen. You all stood there and listened to the clicking noise. Mista deeply inhaled and turned around and ran at you, "Run!" He screeched as he ran into another room with Giorno on his heels.