"Alright (Y/n), your turn."

You looked up from your magazine and gave Mista a confused look as you chewed on your now-tasteless piece of gum.

"What? I wasn't paying attention. Repeat what you just said." Mista sighed as he went on another rant about something you didn't pay attention to as you continued to flip through your magazine with your feet propped up on the dashboard.

You, Mista, and Narancia were sent on a stakeout outside a candy store. It was the most random place to stake out, but you weren't complaining because you got to flip through a random magazine Trish gave you before you left. She said you were going to need it, and god was she right.

Mista hasn't shut his trap the whole three hours the three of you were in the car. Narancia was somehow sleeping through the noise as he leaned against the window and quietly snored.

You wish you were Narancia right now.

Quietly sleeping and probably dreaming about riding a flying dolphin-bird that had muscules for arms as it screamed car alarms and rainbows.

That actually sounded like a great dream.

Too bad you couldn't sleep because you were too busy being semi-responsible as Mista continued to chat away. Besides you were pretty sure you should wake Narancia up because he probably had an important role to play in this stakeout. It must've not have been important if you forgot, so you decided against waking him up and continued to let him have his trippy dream.

"So that's what I would do if I could do one illegal thing and get away with it. What would you do?"

Once again, you looked up from your magazine, totally confused from not listening to Mista's ramblings again.

"You weren't paying attention, were you?" You slowly looked at Mista and gave him a sheepish smile. "Sorry. I got engrossed in reading again." Mista gently smacked the back of your head and huffed.

"If you could do any illegal thing and not get in trouble, what would you do?"

You hummed for a second and looked up at the candy store the three of you were supposed to be watching. What was it Bucciarati said to look out for again? A drug trade? You weren't really paying attention to him too.

"Uhhh- I would definitely go rob that candy store, so I can replace my snacks the two of you ate." He looked away guiltily at the mention of your snack bag being raided.

Speaking of your snack bag. "Oi Narancia, wake up." You turned around in your seat and shook the boy awake.

He jumped and instinctively started panicking before he realized you woke him up. "Awww- (Y/n)! I was having a good dream! Why did you have to wake me up?!" You pointed to the back of the van where your backpack was resting. "I want my snacks. If I'm going to be forced to sit in one place for another few hours, then I'm going to be on a sugar high."

He pouted slightly before turning around and reaching in the back of the van for your bag before flinging it upfront, almost hitting Mista in the face from the sheer force he used to throw it. "Watch it! You could've messed up my best feature!"

"What? Your hat?" You joked as Mista put his hand against his chest in fake offense at your joke.

"Very funny, (Y/n). You know you like this face as much as I do." He grinned as you rolled your eyes and opened your bag before you rummaged around in it. "You wish (Y/n) liked your face. She likes mine a lot better anyway." You snorted and spit your gum out into its wrapper as the two of them glared at each other.

Mista turned around and swatted at Narancia as the two of them began to argue about who was more attractive. You finally found a pack of Fun Dip and ripped the packet open before dumping the whole thing in your mouth like the monster you are. You then proceeded to rip the sugary stick from its prison and munched on it.

"What are you eating?" Mista pointed the wrapper as you crumbled it and shoved it into a separate trash pocket on the side of your bag. "Pure sugar... the whole world is about to become my oyster." Your pupils slowly dilated as you stared out the window and mindlessly rummaged through your bag for more sugar.

"I want a snack too!" Narancia thrust his head between you and Mista as he motioned for you to give him a piece of candy as you continued to stare out of the window. "Yeah- sure- ok..." You held the bag out for the two of them to grab a piece of candy as you stared at the shop that was only a couple of meters in front of you.

"So why are you doing this stakeout again?" You questioned the gunslinger as he stopped the argument and looked at you.

"Bucciarati got a report about some rival gang trading drugs on his turf, so he wanted us to keep an eye out at this hot spot and stop whoever was trading." You hummed and zipped your bag up before flinging it on your back.

"What are you doing?" Mista questioned as you opened your door.

"About to restock my stash and speed up this process. Besides, I'm pretty sure a pimp or someone entered the store earlier, so pay more attention." You gave the two of them a peace sign before slamming the door shut and strutting over to the store.

You stopped outside the store for a brief inspection of its exterior. It had a glass door and windows that had colorful swirls painted on it that looked like giant watercolor lollipops. It was mostly a white building with a few potted plants that were no doubly fake since it was the middle of winter and there were flowers in the pots.

"Very cute..." You muttered before pushing the door open as a soft chime of a bell alerted the employees of a new customer.

You gave a small wave to the employees before strolling over to a shelf of gummies. Some were in boxes and others were in glass jars with a scoop resting inside, most likely to shovel it into a plastic bag and have it weighed for its price.

You picked out a few boxes of gummies before strolling over to another shelf to pick out even more boxes of your favorite candies.

You hummed along with the catchy jingle that was playing within the store as you glanced around for anything else you might want to purchase. You were stuck on the fence about getting some hard candy or a new pack of gum. They were both pretty good choices.

"Hey there, sweetheart." There was the assumed target you were looking for earlier. You ignored him and grabbed the hard candy and pack of gum, and made your way to the counter.

"I'll be buying all of this~!" You sang as you dropped the pile of sweets onto the counter. It would take the cashier a good couple of minutes to scan everything.

"Hello? Doll? Can you hear me?" He snapped his fingers a few times, causing you to glance at him with an emotionless expression as you tried not to fidget from the sugar rush you were on.

"What's up?" You leaned against the counter and confirmed your suspicion about him dressing like a pimp. The man was dressed in all white with a pink feather standing out in his hat. Black hair slicked back with a few grey strands standing out.

"You don't need all of this candy. I got the better kind on me if you know what I mean." You gave him a small amused smile and shook your head.

"I don't know man~ I don't think anything can beat gummy worms..." You tapped the backpack strap on your shoulder as your ears tuned out his talking and focused on the beep of items getting scanned.

The beeps sounded a lot better than this guy's voice. His voice sounded stale to your ears and slightly annoying. Would Mista be mad if you wiped the floor of the store with this guy? Actually, wasn't the whole point of the mission to beat this guy's ass?

"There you are, babe!" You felt an arm wrap around your shoulder as you were knocked out of your train of thought. You looked up to see Mista smiling at the guy with an annoyed smile.

"We were looking all over for you! Let's finish getting your snacks and head back so we can watch that new movie you were talking about." It took you a minute to figure out what he was doing until you realized he was trying to get this guy off your back.

"Yeah, yeah-" The cashier tapped your shoulder and motioned to your total. You pulled your bag off your shoulder and grabbed your wallet before handing the cashier more money than needed. "Keep the change. You'll thank me later." You scooped your snacks into your bag along with your wallet and zipped it back up.

"Hey Mista, guess what." The gunslinger looked down at you as you flung your backpack back onto your back.

"This guy says he has better candy than this store. Isn't that crazy?! I was just about to show him how to get gumballs for free from the machine." The drug dealer gave you a confused look as you motioned for him to follow you over to a gumball machine.

"Watch closely. I'm only doing this once." You made sure you had the two male's attention before you started again.

"You turn the knob five times," You turned the knob on the machine five times before stopping. "then you lift the flap three times," you lift the flap three times before stopping again. You motioned for the pimp to lean closer. "then you just grab a bitch and smash their face into!"

You grab the back of the dealer's neck and slammed his face into the gumball machine. You watched as the glass shattered on impact as gumballs spilled with glass shards.

The man's face was definitely fucked up beyond repair. Not even Fix-It Felix could save that shit. The man's body went limp under your hand; he most likely fainted from the shock of having his face slammed into a gumball machine.

"And that's how you get free gumballs." You picked the glass shards out of the machine and looked for your favorite flavor of gum before popping it into your mouth.

"You're fucking crazy..." Mista mumbled as you let out a small giggle.

"Crazy people are the best kind of people. Plus, I'm just REALLY high on sugar. I probably shouldn't have eaten a whole thing of Fun Dip before coming in here..." You mumbled the last part to yourself as you chewed on your piece of gum.

"You fucking bitch! I'll kill you!" You dodged a knife flying your way and lowered your center of gravity and prepared yourself to fight.

"Dude, I'm pretty sure I can rock your shit without even trying. Just give up and stay off our capo's territory." You nonchalantly spoke as Mista was about to step in, but you held a hand up and stopped him.

"No, no- I got it." You readied your fist as the guy put some brass knuckles on and charged at you. You dodged a punch and tripped him up, and tried not to laugh when he busted his ass on the floor. "Is that it? I honestly thought this would be more entertaining..."

You were proven wrong when the guy fished a whistle out of his breast pocket and blew into it. Whoever he was calling for outside had thirty seconds to bust into this store and possibly fuck you and Mista up. "Sounds like our cue to leave!" Mista picked you up and tossed you over his shoulder as he hauled ass out of the store.

"Sorry!" You yelled at the cowering cashier as Mista ran out of the store with you thrown over his shoulder.

"Narancia, get in the van!" Mista screeched as the boy dumbly looked up as he tossed his switchblade.

"You honestly didn't have to carry me..." You grumbled as Mista ran over to the van. "Then where would be the fun in that? I get a good view." It took you a few seconds to register what he meant and when you did you brought your foot back and nailed him in the balls.

He immediately dropped you and hunched over in pain as Narancia laughed. "My thicc ass is only meant for the worthy. And you, Guido Mista, are not worthy." You opened the van door and tossed him into the van with the help of your stand.

You quickly pushed Narancia in before jumping in yourself and climbing into the driver's seat. "Wait (Y/n)... did you ever take a driver's test here?" Mista questioned through his pain as you buckled up.

You hit the visor clip and grabbed a pair of rounded sunglasses out before popping them onto your face. "Nope, but I've driven you guys before~! Just never in a chase." You added the last part quietly as you started the van's engine.

You could see a bunch of guys in suits running towards the van in the rearview mirror as you adjusted it slightly. "Buckle up, boys; I'm going to show you how real Americans drive." Mista and Narancia had a bad feeling about this.

"Hit it, !"

You put the car into gear as you slammed the pedal against the metal and took off. You could hear Mista and Narancia screaming behind you as you drifted around a corner and almost hit a car.

You had sugar and adrenaline running through your veins, and pupils were blown out from the rush you were experiencing. It seemed like everything was moving slower as your mind moved faster than what was happening around you. You glanced at the rearview mirror and could see two black SUVs chasing after you.

You hummed along to the song and took another sharp turn as the two vehicles sped up from behind you.

At this rate, you were probably going to have to crash the two cars. You jumped out of your thoughts with bullets hitting the back of the van as the three of you ducked. "Don't just sit there and look pretty! You both have stands with range!"

You didn't have to say anything else as flew by the outside of the car and shot at the two vehicles. You hummed in approval and refocused on the road ahead of you as you took another sharp turn.

You were weaving between vehicles as a few people hit their horns in annoyance as you wormed your way through the traffic. "Good thing it's only two vehicles, I wouldn't know how well I would do with more..." You joked before the side of the van almost got rammed by a third vehicle.

"I spoke too soon..." Mista gave you a look of disbelief as you looked back at him with a smile before focusing on Narancia. "Oi, Narancia! Why haven't you gotten those two off of us?!" He seemed to struggle a bit before looking back at you.

"I'm trying! One of the people has a stand and it's making it extremely difficult to even land a hit on the cars!" You looked at the vehicles and saw a three-headed serpent snapping at .

"Well, that explains a lot-"

"Keep your damn eyes on the road!" Mista screeched as you snapped your head back to the road and avoided a truck on the opposite side of the road. "Relax~ I don't need to drive because can drive for us... I think." You added the last part quite loudly as your stand's hands took the wheel and switched spots with you.

"Just put the pedal to the metal and avoid the traffic. You got this big guy..." You patted your stand on the shoulder before climbing into the back.

"I'm never letting you drive again..." Mista looked at you horrified.

You ducked when another swarm of bullets hit the van and knocked the rear windshield out. "Maybe you should stop sitting on your ass and help Narancia!" You yelled over the gunfire as Mista nodded his head.

You watched as he fired a few rounds at the cars behind you as you looked around the car for something creative to make and throw. You looked around the van and saw a bottle of some mystery liquid rolling around on the floor.

You picked up the bottle and muttered the label out loud. "Sambuca?" Mista looked over at you confused as you inspected the bottle. "It's Abbacchio's. He usually leaves a bottle in the car in case he needs to knock himself out for a long trip."

"Well, I hope he doesn't miss it!" You looked for the first-aid kit before pulling it out from under a seat and fishing around for a cloth. You popped the cap off and tasted a bit of the alcohol before grimacing at how strong it was.

"What are you doing?" Mista questioned as he watched you shove cloth into the bottle and tip it upsidedown for a good few seconds. "Making a light show they'll never forget!" You reached over into the front and popped the glove box open before finding Abbacchio's spare lighter.

You lit the cloth on fire before laughing like a maniac. "Burn baby burn!" You threw yourself over a few seats before hurling the makeshift Molotov out the busted window and onto one of the SUVs which caused the driver to panic before crashing into a lampost.

"I didn't actually think that would work... but I'm glad it did!" You laughed again before another round of bullets were fired at you and the vehicle. Mista fired another few rounds at the vehicles as Narancia distracted the serpent.

You watched as Mista popped one of the car's tires and watched them swerve before flipping. You grimaced at the metal flying everywhere as you climb back to Mista and Narancia near the front.

"Now we just need to deal with the serpent..." Narancia and Mista focused on the purple three-headed snake while you decided to get creative.

"Mista can I have three bullets?" He gave you a questioning look as he reloaded his gun with . He fished around inside his hat for three bullets before handing them to you. "What are you going to do with these exactly?" You put the bullets into your pocket and gave Mista a quick smile.

"Something stupid that will be a miracle if it works." You climbed into the passenger seat and fixed your sunglasses before looking at your stand. "Good job, buddy. Now I need you to find me a clearing, so we can stop the car."

Your stand nodded before speeding up and swerving around cars. You could see Mista and Narancia tumbling in the back while you hang onto the grab handle above your head, and squealed as your stand pulled the emergency brake and spun the wheel so the van would start spinning.

You joined in on the screaming as you got pushed against your car door as the van spun before coming to a complete stop in a wide empty parking lot. The van parked perfectly in a spot while your stand tapped the wheel and waited for everyone to stop screaming. The three of you calmed down as the last SUV pulled into the parking lot, and three men exited the vehicle with their guns ready and a giant three-headed purple serpent behind them.

"Soooo, maybe I didn't know my stand would do that..." You laughed nervously as you fixed the sunglasses on your face.

You looked into the back and saw Mista laying on top of Narancia as the two groaned. You chuckled slightly before exiting the van.

"!" Your stand emerged from the van and took his respected spot from beside you and flipped a tape between his fingers.

"You know what to do..." Your stand nodded his head before switching the tapes out.

You moved your body to the music as they opened fire on you. Your stand was quick to deflect the bullets before ripping the van door off its hinges and using it as a shield. It was a pretty poor shield as a few bullets broke through it and almost hit you.

"If you can't find a way out then yeet your way out!" Your stand took this as his cue to frisbee the car door at the men. Only two of them dodged it as the unlucky third guy got launched across the parking lot.