a golden experience with you ???.?

"Giorno Giovanna, just who are you...?

Abbacchio spoke up again, which made you to regain your senses back. "And how are we supposed to trust your words," he spat out each word like venom. "I bet that the Stand User is hiding below somewhere below deck. We don't need to trust this new guy at all, and I don't know why you're putting so much trust in him too Bucciarati. We can force the Stand User out, and give them payback."

Giorno's voice became more firm and determined. "Unless you die first, which will likely happen if we rush in now we won't be able to-

"Cork it you idiot! You're just a piece of shit." Abbacchio seethed. You had just about enough of this argument.

You closed your fists tightly in anger and screamed. "Abbacchio! Will you shut up for once and focus at the task at hand! Giorno is trying his best to help in this situation and you're being awfully stubborn! Don't you see what you're causing?" You were about to shout at him more with you being on edge about Abbacchio when Giorno put his hand on your shoulder. He smiled at you again.

'There goes that smile again,'

He put a hand to his chest and proudly said. "Come what may, but I refuse to give up my dream."

Abbacchio, now looking totally over it, rolled his eyes. "What the hell does that mean."

All of a sudden, Giorno ran to the place where Fugo had exactly been taken and yelled, "Go on, if you think you have it, then solve it yourself." He winked at the three of you before being dragged down by the enemy stand.

"Giorno! You ran after him, but it was too late. You looked back at Abbacchio with the most annoyed look you could muster.

"What?" He shrugged.

When you turned back, you saw Giorno get painfully stabbed right in the middle of his torso.

"Giorno, no!" Bucciarati reached his hand out as if he could get him. "So that's where the enemy is hiding. Merda! We must get him now."

Abbacchio stepped in front of Bucciarati. A hue of green seemed to envelop him, as if he had energy flowing through him.

Abbacchio spoke clearly. "Giorno Giovanna. You're one vile idiot, to go to these lengths to prove yourself, this kid's crazier than I thought."

You bit the inside of your cheek thinking.

'crap, what do I even do in this situation? i could bring out my stand, well, no bucciarati only said to use it in desperate situations, and if i only need it. my only choice now is to watch and be ready to see what happens next. damn you abbacchio, why'd you have to be so stubborn?"

Abbacchio continued talking. "I still don't consider Giorno one of us, but given his words, he thinks that we're going to come to his rescue, as well as our comrades. Honestly, he's crazy. What the hell were you thinking Giorno."

You scoffed at his remarks and raised an eyebrow. "It took you to see him get stabbed by the enemy and get dragged just for you to trust his words," you rolled your eyes. "How comical."

"I can't let my guard down, and plus I still just don't trust that kid, and I'm telling you to stay away from him too (y/n)." He made a frown as he said the last part, thinking about Giorno.

"Yeah yeah, I'll listen, whatever." You turned your attention to Bucciarati. "You should stay up here Bucciarati, it may be too dangerous for all of us to go, we might all get killed at the same time."

He nodded in agreement and then his eyes furrowed in confusion.

"Wait isn't that Narancia's shoe that turned into a fly? It's still active. Narancia could still be alive. Narancia is here! They could all be hiding down in the safe spot, here! Now Zipper Man!"