Chapter 1 – 『Welcome to Gravity Falls, Jojo』

"Wake up, Jojo! We are almost there!"

A boy, or should I say, young man was woke up from his nap on the reclined passenger seat by a far older man who was driving the car through a road surrounded by trees.

"Uncle Speedwagon…" The 15 year old boy Jojo, a nicknamed so from the syllables of his name, Joseph Joestar, rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "Remind me again why are we driving through the middle of nowhere again?"

Robert E.O. Speedwagon, or Uncle Speedwagon as Joseph called him, was a very rich man since he was in the Oil industry, not to mention he founded the Speedwagon Foundation, dedicated to scientific and medical research for the further help and aid to humanity. Needles to say, he and Jojo could've arrived to whatever their destination was through a private helicopter or at the very least with a driver.

"Because… both Erina and I agree that this trip would do you some good."Erina Pendleton Joestar was Joseph's grandmother and sole legal guardian. "You know that your grandmother only wants the best for you."

"Yeah I know…" Joseph wasn't particularly thrilled by this trip, but he could never truly say no to his Granny Erina. Every since he had memory, Granny Erina was there for him as his sole family member since his parents had perished in an accident shortly after he was born. There was also "uncle" Speedwagon, who was his Grandfather Jonathan's best friend whom also died young.

Joseph always wondered if there was something more between his Grandma Erina and Uncle Speedwagon that they let on, even more so when he had them relocate from the UK to New York. But whenever he brought up the subject his grandma would whack him over the head calling him a scoundrel. He never tried to insinuate that his granny and uncle weren't loyal to his grampa Jonathan, he just wondered why they never gave it a chance since they both were very close and single.

"It's true. A change of scenery and fresh air is always good for the heart." Speedwagon continued to try and cheer up.

"I would've preferred to stay home… and plan for the rest of my summer." Joseph crossed his arms in front of him. It's not like he hated to spend time with his Uncle, but travelling with him to the boonies in the middle of nowhere for a business trip wasn't exactly how he wanted to spend the first days of his summer break.

"Think of it like an adventure." Speedwagon insisted. "I'm sure many interesting things could happen, even in a small town like Gravity Falls."

"Whatever you say Speedwagon."

Once in Gravity Falls, Joseph's suspicions about the place had been confirmed. Though it wasn't as backwards and old fashioned as he initially suspected. The placed lacked several things one took from granted in the big cities like New York. I mean, they one have one Mall.

This place was really small.

But what surprised Joseph the most was the locals. New York was infamous by the assortment of weirdos and freaks you found walking down the streets, but Gravity Falls locals were weird in their own right. It was like a Coco-Cola with Lime. Familiar yet different.

Currently, they were inside their shared room the best hotel Gravity Falls had to offer. Needless to say it wasn't exactly a 5-stars resort.

"So, exactly what sort of business are you here for, Uncle Speedwagon?" Joseph asked confused as he lied on his a twin sized bed which mattress felt old. Who or what was in Gravity Falls that could interest an Oiling billionaire that he couldn't found anywhere else with a nicer hotel?

"Oh, it is not for my Oiling Company. It is for the Foundation." His uncle explained. The Speedwagon Foundation besides its technology and medical research, it also helped with wildlife and nature protection and conservation. All to help in the Future of Mankind.

"So, are you gonna buy out the local logging businesses to save some wildlife or something?" the boy rolled his eyes, "Don't you have people to do that for you?"

"I like to be as involved as I can in both my company and the Foundation, thank you very much." Speedwagon boasted proudly in face of Jojo's tone. "Not only that, there is also the meeting with the Northwest Family, tomorrow."

"The name sounds familiar." The young man tapped him temple with his index finger trying to remember where he had heard that name before.

"The Northwest family always throws a massive Summer Party every year where only the rich and the influential are invited." Of course, it was all just an obvious excuse to flaunt their riches and to try and make connections to further their influences. That is why Speedwagon had received an invitation every year ever since he made a fortune with his oil business.

"Sounds like a bunch of snobs to me."Despite coming from the Joestar lineage, which for many years had a great influence in the UK, and having a close relation with a Oil tycoon, Joseph didn't live a life of luxury.

Relatively speaking of course.

Sure he and his family ate in fancy restaurants, lived in a nice big house and had special tutors to teach him instead of going to school. But despite all that, he and his family never really flaunted their money and influence on nobody or gave in to excesses in life like dozen of sports cars, yachts, private airplanes or their own tropical island.

"Undoubtedly." Speedwagon agreed with a nod. "That is why I never accepted their invitations. But since they own and control the vast majority of business in this whole state, I have to deal with them now."

"Yeah, good luck with that." Jojo felt sorry for his uncle since both really hated dealing with snobs, who acted like they were superior to anyone else.

"You make it sound like I'm going at it alone."

"Wait! You don't mean…"

『x-x-x』

"Welcome to Northwest Manor! We are honored by your visit, Sir Speedwagon!...and company."

Both Englishmen were welcomed by the Head of the Family, Preston Northwest, as they entered the main hall of the enormous family mansion.

"Thank you for receiving us in your home, Mr. Northwest!" Speedwagon greeted with decorum, having been accustomed to the life of etiquette once he became successful. "This young lad here with me is the grandson of a dear friend of mine and heir of the Joestar Family Fortune. Joseph Joestar."

"A pleasure to meet you and your family." Joseph also greeted as it should in formal occasions. He was dressed with a white dress shirt with black suspenders under a black vest and black dress was really uncomfortable wear, but he still dressed accordingly otherwise Granny Erina would be furious with him if she found out. She insisted in him to act like a proper gentlemen despite him being anything but.

"The pleasure is all ours." Despite the head of the Northwest family greeted Jojo with a smile and firm handshake, the English boy could tell his nice demeanor was also an act just to keep up appearances with his rich uncle. "Allow me to introduce you to my lovely wife, Priscilla Northwest." He indicated towards a woman with long brown hair and a smile that definitely had received cosmetic surgery before. "And my precious daughter, Pacifica Elise Northwest." And lastly he showed a girl, with long blond hair who bowed gracefully like a lady at a Gala party.

Before coming here, Joseph was adamant against coming to the mansion, but then when Speedwagon told him that the Northwest had a beautiful daughter around his age he had been intrigued. But when they told him "around his age" what it actually meant was "younger than him", around two or three years younger than him. Said difference was very noticeable in their heights with Joseph being a almost a foot taller than the girl who was around 154 cm ( 60.6 in) to his 182cm (71.5 in).

"Now that everyone has been introduced, how about some lunch?" Mr. Northwest offered. "I have my chefs prepared you only the best in English cuisine."

"That is…fantastic." Speedwagon almost bit his tongue. He really wasn't a fan of High Cuisine and elegant dinners (or in this case lunch), but as guests they had to comply in order for business to go smoothly. "Afterwards I hope we can talk business."

"Of course, of course." Mr. Northwest said but it was clear that to Speedwagon that business was the last thing the man wanted to discuss. The Englishman could tell the man wanted to butter him up in order to establish a connection to his Oil Company.

『x-x-x』

After an uneventful lunch, in which the main topic of conversation was mostly about the Northwest family history and how 'perfect' they were at everything they did. Honestly, Joseph struggled through the whole meal to refrain from bluntly proclaiming how bored he was.

Fortunately, when the meal ended, Speedwagon was quick to suggest moving on with business; something that Joseph didn't have to participate in. Alas that meant he had to wait around until his uncle finishes talking with Mr. Northwest, which by the looks of things, might take a while.

"Pacifica, why don't you show Young Joseph around the house while I discuss business with Sir Speedwagon?" The head of the family "suggested".

"Of course, father."

Great, not only was he stuck inside the mansion but now he had to follow the blond girl around while she gave the tour of her house.

Walking around the big mansion, Joesph was baffled at everything he saw. These people didn't just flaunt they riches at you, they smacked you in the face and forced it down your throat! Rare paintings, fancy rugs and antique furniture he could deal with. But peacocks at the gardens and a goddamed skeleton of a whale hanging from the ceiling were just ridiculous.

Now he understood why Speedwagon and Granny Erina prohibited him from many ridiculous luxuries and why both insisted in a more humble-like lifestyle. They didn't want him to end up like these people.

So instead of looking at the extravagance and honest to god waste of money that was the Northwest mansion, Joseph turned his attention towards the only child of the house. Despite his initial disappointment at their initial meeting, Joseph wondered about the girl when during the whole lunch she never made a single sound, and the one instance when Speedwagon asked her a question, her father answered for her. And now that she was giving him the tour of the house, he could tell these weren't her own words since they lacked any passion into them; as if the whole thing had been rehearsed several times before hand.

Joseph always had been good at reading people, and we could tell that Pacifica was enjoying this whole visit just as much as he did. So when they were outside looking at the extensive garden, carefully avoiding the peacocks, he finally butted in.

"Say, Pacifica…"

"Do you have any questions, Mr. Joestar?"

"Whoa! Whoa!" He stopped her right there "Mr. Joestar makes me sound so old and I'm only 15." Now that turned her whole face into an expression of surprise.

"But you are…"

"I get that a lot." People always thought he was older than he was because of his height, so he couldn't fault her for assuming since he was taller than her father. "Friends call me Jojo."

"That would be improper…" She said looking unsure of herself.

"Then just call me Joseph." He offered not wanting to push the issue. "Just drop the 'mister'."

"Very well, Joseph." She said tentatively. "Do you have a question about the garden?"

"No, but I have a question about you."Joseph answered bluntly. "Why are you so afraid of your parents?"

"Huh? What are you talking about? I'm not afraid of them." She denied a little to fast.

"I didn't escape my notice that during lunch not only you didn't speak a peep, but also you were too preoccupied with the silverware." That fact that she hesitated as to what fork to use for the main dish and the furtive look her mother gave her when she was about to pick the wrong one spoke volumes.

"Proper etiquette and good manners is a sign of respect for our esteemed guests." She spoke almost as if she had been reading from a script.

"Even after I been showing signs that I don't care about this tour?" Almost instantly he could see that Pacifica felt insulted by his comment. "The next thing you'll say is: «Because I'm a Northwest and we have to be perfect at everything.» right?"

"Because I'm a Northwest and we have to be perfect at everything." She responded exactly how Joseph had predicted, which took Pacifica and entire second to realize. "Ha?! How did you…?"

"Simple minded people I can read as easy as a open book." He declared earning an angry look from the girl who was getting red faced.

"That's it, tour is over." She turned away very much in a huff. "We return to the mansion immediately." She crossed her arms indignantly, finally dropping the whole "perfect" doll charade. This made Joseph smile in triumph.

"Nah, I don't want to go back to that boring stuffy mansion." Anything was better than to go back to that borefest. "I'm gonna make myself scarce and check out the town. Wanna come along?" He offered halfheartedly, already guessing what the answer might be.

"No! And you can't leave."

"Why not? Tell me one good reason to stay here, that doesn't have to do with etiquette or being proper?"

"Be-because…" The blond really wanted to rebut but couldn't come up with any good answers. "I will tell on you."

"Perhaps… but when you do I'll already be long gone, unless you want to barge in an interrupt your father and my uncle in the middle of their important business talk." Sure it was a cheap tactic to use her father as a threat against her, but if she really was going to go through with it, then she would demonstrate she had more guts than he initially believed.

"I…I…" She stuttered.

Jojo wondered if he should feel disappointed or not. "So then… see ya later." He turned around to look for an exit but he was suddenly stopped by Pacifica's shout.

"Wait!" She said sounding a little more convinced than before. "You can't leave because the main gate is closed and the only way out is to open it from inside the mansion." She finished with a smug look that clearly said "take that!"

"Then I guess I will have to jump over that wall!" Jojo pointed at a tall wall that surrounded the manor and prevented anyone to just break in or in this case, break out.

The blond girl almost laughed as his insinuation. "Don't be ridiculous, you would need a tall ladder to even try something like that."

"Just watch me…" Pacifica look at him as if he was crazy and watch him take a deep breath in preparation of whatever plan he had that was sure to fail. But it was then when she saw his body glow with a little bit of light. Before she could even question whatever it was she was seeing, Joseph bolted towards the wall then he ran up it!

One, two, three whole steps!

And finally with a final push he latched onto the edge of the wall, pulling himself up.

Running towards the wall, Pacifica shout up. "What are you doing?! You're gonna get us in trouble!" If her tone was any indication she was really worried.

Looking down at her Jojo just said, "Just tell them that I went to the restroom and never came back. You couldn't possibly know that I was gonna run away." And with a final cocky smirk was off.

"I can't believe that guy!"

『x-x-x』

Author Notes:

So I'm sure that the people following my other story are wondering why I wrote this instead of updating my that instead.

Well, long story short: a combination of RL issues of family and work have left me exhausted and maybe a little depressed. So I'm writing this to try and get the creative juices going, and see if I can get my mojo back.

So sorry for the inconvenience.

Now about this story:

Some of the changes I made was to put Joseph and Speedwagon from 1938 to present times. Also I made it so Joseph has lived in America, explaining why he has no noticeable English accent. And before you ask, Phantom Blood did happen but the "details" were somewhat different. There are some more differences, but I'll talk more about it later.

Not much to say besides that and that I really wish there was more Jojo crossover stories. I hope this inspires people to write their own bizarre stories.

Oh also, Joseph is freakin HUGE! AT 18 he is 195cm high, so using height census and studies, at age 15 on average, Joseph should be around 182cm! Taller than me as an adult!