You let out a shrill scream of laughter as you ran downstairs with a fuming Fugo on your tail.

Yes, you were better, but at what cost? Well... The first day you wouldn't stay still, and you kept injuring yourself, so Bucciarati had to have you tied down to your bed. After getting out of your restraints the first time, Bucciarati had to have a guard at your bedside, and posts were changed often. After tricking Narancia and tell him you needed to use the bathroom, Bucciarati ended up zipping your legs off and making you stay in bed until they were healed. You ended up calling him a 'little bitch' and got your mouth zipped shut. Was it worth it...? Yes, yes, it was. Not to mention you got a shit ton of money for scaring the absolute shit out of that one guy who had his pizza ruined because of you. He apparently corporated the next day.

Another scream escaped your lips as you went flying down the stairs and into the open garage door. The door slammed shut as you tumbled and hit your head on the bookcase at the bottom of the staircase. You heard a groaning noise as you looked up at the bookcase and watched in horror as it started to fall.

"Nonononononono!" You grabbed the bookcase and tried to push it back in its original place as books started to rain from above. You summoned ,and with a little effort, you pushed it back up.

You let out a sigh of relief and looked at the books on the floor. You heard someone clear their throat and looked up at a fuming Fugo, with a ruler in hand. "Fugo! Have I told you how much I love your company?" You tried to sweet-talk the boy, only for your efforts to be in vain.

"(Y/n)... If you tell Narancia the truth, I'll forgive you." Fugo said as he slammed the ruler in the palm of his hand, causing you to flinch at the sound. "This is why I hate teachers..." You muttered under your breath as Fugo's eyes narrowed, "Mind repeating that?"

"Uhhhhhhh, if you hit me with that ruler you're going to regret it. I will make a noise that a human shouldn't be able to make." You pointed at the strip of wood as Fugo almost broke it in half from how hard he was gripping it. "Also, I'm telling you, Pluto is not a planet! It was proven in the future, I swear!" You watched as Fugo swung at you and you quickly dodged the ruler that was inches from slapping your torso.

"Watch my tits!" You yelled as you grabbed a book off the floor and chucked it at him, successfully clocking him in the forehead. You watched as his head flew back as you put your fist to your mouth in a moment of silence for how bad you fucked up. "Oh, shiiiiiiit..." You mumbled as you sucked in your teeth.

Fugo looked back at you with a visible red spot on his forehead as he readied his ruler again. "Sorry!" You screamed as you bolted for the couch and jumped over it. You slid to Mista's door and almost fell when you slammed it open and locked it behind you.

"Mista! Fugo is trying to kill me!" You yelled as the gunslinger sat up in bed as he tried to hide his definitely 'PG' magazine.

You didn't have time to acknowledge the fact he was shirtless and was still wearing his weird hat as Fugo pounded on the door. "Don't listen to her Mista! I only want to talk to her with my ruler!"

You silently begged Mista to shoo the strawberry blonde off as you put your hands together in a pleading manner. He sighed and motioned for you to step away from the door as he unlocked it and swung it open. You had a smug grin on your face as Fugo tried to force himself into the room as Mista kept him out.

Fugo may have been slightly taller than Mista but Mista was stronger as he forced the boy back. "Come on Mista, she has to leave eventually and own up to the fact that Pluto is a planet." You blew a raspberry at the angry strawberry and did a victory dance as Mista slammed the door in his face.

"You're lucky I like you," Mista grumbled as he plopped back down on his bed. "because if I didn't I would have fed you to the wolves." You laughed and plopped down next to him and swung your arm around his shoulder. "But you didn't!" You poked his side as he let out a small laugh and shoved you off of him playfully. "You're stupid." "And so are you Mr. Tetraphobe!"

You got off his bed and stretched as you looked around the messy room. It didn't smell as bad as you thought it was, but it did smell kinda bad. Your eyes landed on a window on the right of his nightstand as you flung the thing open. "I'm off! Wish me luck!" You jumped out his window and closed it as you made your way back inside, via the front door.

You quietly closed it and tiptoed to the living room and peeked into the room for any signs of Fugo. He was on the floor picking up the books you spilled as he reshelved them. He seemed sad as he rubbed his forehead a few times as the redness went away. You almost felt bad until you saw he still had the ruler by him. "Not today, Satan." You whispered to yourself as you stayed in the hall of the front door.

You waited until you heard him go upstairs, and you finally went to sit on the couch. You put on some cartoons and kept it on low volume as you heard people walking around upstairs. You were humming some random song you listened to earlier today as you laughed at the cartoon.

You heard something upstairs that sounded like music as you lowered the volume on the tv. It was piano...? You remembered a piano being by the staircase but you assumed it was just for looks, you didn't know it was tuned.

You slowly crept towards the staircase as you heard the music grow louder until you peeked through the railing. You could see Fugo playing the piano as Narancia did his work on the couch. The piece he was playing sounded sad but really calming at the same time.

Narancia noticed you and giggled slightly as you shushed him and crept up the stairs silently. You snaked over behind Fugo as you looked at Narancia and winked. You covered Fugo's eyes and giggled as the music stopped. "Guess who~! I'll give you a hint, your favorite person." "Narancia?" You uncovered his eyes and faked a hurt expression as you held your chest in pain.

"My heart- I think you killed me Fugo." You fell to the ground dramatically as you reached for the ceiling and fake your death. Narancia was howling with laughter as Fugo looked down at your form. "Get up (Y/n). You still have to admit Pluto is a planet." You cracked an eye open and glared softly at Fugo, "Never, bitch."

You watched as he grabbed something off the piano and tried to hit you with it. You rolled out of the way and narrowly avoided the ruler that would've stabbed you in the gut. You laughed as Fugo almost fell out of his seat as he grabbed the piano and pulled himself back up.

He sighed and threw the ruler at you as you ducked and heard it hit the wall behind you. "I love you too, buddy!" You snorted as he glared at you slightly before going back to playing the piano.

You laid on your stomach as you traced the wooden pattern on the floor and idly kicked your legs. You hummed quietly to the song and looked up at Fugo as he continued to play. You could see his left hand going in and out as he hit certain notes quickly as his right hand played slow and melancholiness notes as his fingers danced across the keys.

You got up and slid in next to him on the piano and watched his hands hit notes as he subtly glanced at you before looking back at the music sheet. "Nocturne Number 2 in E flat Major, Opening 9, 2." He spoke to you as you tried to figure out what his words meant. You realized it was the piece he was playing as you looked at the music sheet and let out a quiet 'oh'.

The song was soothing as he slowly came to an end. As soon as he stopped playing he looked at you with the faintest glimmer of emotion reflecting in his eyes as you continued to stare at the keys on the piano.

"Can you play Heart and Soul?" Fugo gave you a confused look before nodding his head. "The actual version or the simplified version?" Now it was your turn to give him a confused look, "Simple version?" He started playing that familiar beat and you got up to do your little dance behind him.

Little did you know... Mista and Trish were peaking through the railing on the staircase, recording the whole thing with their phones.

Narancia was trying not to laugh when you finished your little dance as you gave a little bow to the orange boi. He clapped his hands as Trish and Mista joined in. You lightly laughed and shooed Mista and Trish away as they rewatched the video on their phones.

Narancia ran after them yelling, "Send me that!" he almost tumbled down the stairs like you, except he caught himself with the railing.

Fugo huffed and looked at the unfinished worksheet he made earlier for Narancia. He looked at you as you took a seat next to him, again on the piano. You started playing the easiest song, everyone knows how to play on the piano, Chopsticks. Even if you didn't play it right...

You finished your quick song and flashed a goofy grin at Fugo as he sighed and shook his head in amusement. "You're something else, (Y/n)..." "Awwww~! You're so sweet." You elbowed his side a few times and giggled.

manifested behind you and looked at you and Fugo before deciding on the perfect tape to embarrass you with. You didn't notice him until it was too late and he had a tape in his mouth starting to play.

", no! Don't ruin this moment with your music!" You yelled at your stand as you tried to grab his arm.

He backed away from your reach and formed a heart with his hands as he motioned to you and Fugo. Your cheeks reddened as you buried your face in your hands in embarrassment. "I should have never accepted those tapes from grandma..." You muttered under your breath with a huff.

You looked at Fugo, who was awkwardly sitting on the bench next to you as the lovey-dovey music played in the background. "So- uhhhhh..." He trailed off as he idly traced the piano keys with his fingers.

"Pluto is still a planet." He finished finally as you scoffed. "Wait a few years dumbass, I'll be laughing while you cry." You snickered as Fugo elbowed you.

You grunted and elbowed him back as he moved slightly from the force. He looked at you and elbowed you back harder until a full-blown war broke out between the two of you.

Your stand stood there and watched as you ended up elbowing Fugo so hard he snapped and tackled you in a fit of rage. A laugh escaped your lips as you hit the ground and rolled Fugo over.

You both ended up rolling on the floor as Fugo yelled at you to admit Pluto was a planet as you denied it and laughed. "You remind me of the flat earthers!" You yelled as you pinned him to the floor and laughed.

Your whole body was shaking as you struggled to get oxygen through giggles. You ended up dropping your head and resting it on Fugo's chest as he calmed down and ended up dropping the subject.

He hated the fact that you drove him crazy like this. Emotionally and mentally. But at the same time, he enjoyed it. You were smarter than you let on, and you were able to cheer him up, even if you didn't realize it. He loved that part of you and wished you shared more moments like this. Even if it was just the two of you rough-housing. He was like a moth to a flame, getting burnt in the end for something so warm and lovely.

You moved your head off his chest and looked up at him in his eyes as he stared back at you. You moved one of your hands off his wrist and booped his nose before getting off him. You held your hand out for him to take as he continued to stare at you from the floor.

"You going to gawk at me from the floor all day or take my hand?" He finally sat up and took your hand as you hauled him to his feet. "Thanks..." You ruffled his hair and glared at your stand.

"I'm provoking your tape priveledges." You motioned for him to hand the tapes over. He rebelled by crossing his arms and looking away from you, like some toddler that refuses to eat their veggies.

You huffed and walked up to your stand as you reached in their pockets and started to pull out the ungodly amount of tapes in his pocket. You ended up changing your mind 30 tapes in as you just handed him the tapes back in defeat. "I fucking hate you..." Your stand patted your back and shoved the tapes back in his bottomless pockets as you sulked.

"So, tapes from your grandma? What's up with that?" Fugo questioned you as he took a seat on the couch.

"Ehhhh, my grandma had a box of tapes she was going to throw out, so me and my dad volunteered to take them." You shrugged as faded away with a peace sign.

"I actually found some really good keepers in that box." You remembered how you found a tape that had a baseball game recorded on it as you replayed it over and over again until your mom finally got fed up with you.

Fugo hummed in response as he fiddled with the holes in his clothes. You walked up to him and patted his shoulder before leaving him to go downstairs. "Nice thong by the way!" You yelled as you reached the bottom of the staircase.

Fugo let out a noise of confusion before looking down to realize his pants were riding up and showing off his strawberry printed thong. His face became a heavy crimson as he adjusted his pants. "F-fuck you!" He yelled as you chuckled.

Mista, Trish, and Naracnica were sitting on the couch rewatching the video they took on Mista's phone for the hundredth time. "Yo, weirdos!" You yelled as you flopped down on the couch between Mista and Trish.

"(Y/n)! Perfect timing, I need help with laundry." Mista swung his arm around your shoulder as he looked at you hopefully. "No. Absolutely not, I just got freed of chores." You shook your head as Mista pouted, "But I saved you from Fugo earlier~!" Mista whined as you crossed your arms.

"Please, (Y/n)~!" Mista begged as you finally caved. "Fine... but if anything goes wrong it's your fault! Got it?" Mista nodded his head and handed his phone off to Narancia as he hopped off the couch and walked to the garage door.

He turned the knob and tried to open the door as it didn't budge. "The hell?" He put his foot on the wall and pulled as hard as he could until the door gave in and opened. He fell flat on his ass as you struggled not to laugh. He sent you a glare and got up and flipped the switch in the garage so you could see.

He opened the washer and deposited the clothes into the dryer and then immediately started putting clothes in the washer. "Come help me (Y/n)..." He motioned for you to come over as he threw clothes into the washer.

You grabbed some dirty laundry and shoved it into the washer mindlessly as you filled the small metal machine up. Mista poured the detergent in and turned the machine on as it rumbled to life. You shrugged and made your way to the exit with Mista before looking back at the washer one last time before spotting an error.

Bucciarati's suit and Giorno's suit was in the same load as the machine continued to spin. "Not my problem..." You mumbled as you flicked the light off and followed Mista back to the couch.

Narancia and Trish were laughing their asses off as Narancia motioned you to come over and look at what he found on Mista's phone.

You shoved Mista out of the way and bolted to the couch as Mista yelled at them to stop. They played a video of where Mista was singing some cheesy romance song as he used a hairbrush as a microphone. "Holy shit!" You broke down and started howling with laughter as Mista snatched his phone back from Narancia.

Mista tried to quickly click off the video as the three of you laughed at his efforts to turn the device off until he finally ran out of the room with the video still playing.

You finally calmed down and stopped laughing as you held a content smile on your face. "That was great... but the real show starts in an hour." You snickered as Narancia and Trish gave you a confused look. "How so?" Trish questioned you as you gave her a mischievous grin.

"Mista fucked up on laundry... you'll see." Narancia snickered as Trish hummed in response.

So the three of you sat on the couch for a bit until Narancia got up to go make himself a snack. You and Trish idly watched tv while chatting, not really paying attention to what was playing.

"So are all kids that stupid in the future?" Trish questioned you as you hummed in response. "Yup~! Even yours truly!" You nudged her side jokingly as Narancia exited the kitchen with snacks in his arms.

"(Y/n)! Catch!" You barely had enough time to react as he threw a mini bag of chips at you. You extended your body into the air and caught it before sitting back down. You winced in pain as you felt your lower abdomen and back cringe in pain. A few thoughts popped up in your mind on what you think it could be but you shrugged it off for sitting down for too long.

You opened the bag and started devouring the whole bag before Narancia could even open his. "Geeze (Y/n), you're eating like it's your first meal in weeks." He joked as you rolled your eyes and smiled.

Narancia claimed the recliner and opened his bag of chips as you heard the familiar ding of the washer go off. "Mista! The washer went off!" Narancia yelled as you and Trish giggled as you heard the smelly man's door slam open.

Fugo was dragging himself down the stairs as Mista and his path crossed for a brief moment before the gunslinger disappeared in the garage. You motioned for Fugo to come to sit next to you as you patted the couch's leather cushion.

He dragged himself over to you and plopped down next to you as he lazily stared at the tv. "What's wrong? You're being grumpy." You elbowed him a few times as you heard Mista gasp from the garage.

Fugo didn't respond and just continued to watch tv as you continued. "You're going to miss the show if you don't pay attention~" You sang as you motioned to the garage door Mista disappeared into.

"(Y/N)!!! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!?" Mista screamed as he busted out of the garage with a pink suit with zippers all over it. "BUCCIARATI IS GOING TO FUCKING KILL ME!" Speaking of the devil, the man himself walked downstairs with a confused expression.

Mista quickly hid the suit behind his back as Bucciarati stopped in front of him. "Why am I going to kill you?" He questioned Mista as the man gulped. "N-no reason- I was just joking around with (Y/n)." He chuckled nervously as Bucciarati quirked a brow at him.

"What's behind your back?"

"Laundry..."

"Who's laundry?"

Mista went silent as Trish and Narancia struggled not to laugh. Fugo was paying attention now as he gave a confused look to silently ask, 'what did you do?'

You snorted and watched as Mista revealed the pink suit to Bucciarati.

Bucciarati stood there in silence for a few seconds before quietly taking the suit in his hands with a deadpanned expression.

"What did you do...?" Bucciarati quietly asked as Mista moved away from him quickly and towards you.

"MIIIIIIIIIISTA!" He yelled as the gunslinger ran past the couch and for the hills with a fuming capo on his heels.