Ch. 7
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After Joseph and Smokey calmed down, Smokey sat down on a bench to have a cigarette. Joseph sat down and I was the only one left standing.
Joseph noticed this and smirked. "Only single men can sit on this bench." We all laughed, then the mood changed. Joseph explained to us what he talked to Straights about, and what he's going to do about it.
He told us of the man in the column, and how it sucked the blood of the men Straights injured. "I'm going to Mexico, and I need help from you both." Smokey was sweating. "I'm sorry Joseph, but I can't go with you. I need to stay in the city." Joseph just smiled and patted his back. "No, that's perfect, because I wanted to ask you to look after Grandma Erina while I'm gone."
Smokey was relieved, then he nodded. "Of course, Jojo. You can count on me." He smiled, then turned to me. "Jotaro, I need you to come with me to Mexico. I may need your ability when the time comes."
Sticking to a Joestar will basically guarantee you running into strong people. Going on an adventure with one... Now that was the opportunity of a lifetime. I nodded. "Alright."
We went back to the hotel where Grandma Erina was staying, and we told her the news. She understood. Her and Smokey wished the both of us luck. Joseph bought a motorcycle, and then asked to attach a sidecar for me. Grandma Erina surprised me with extra sets of clothes, as well as a canteen. I thanked her, and promised to repay her one day. Me and Joseph set off to Mexico the next day.
It took around 37 hours to reach Mexico, It wasn't too hot thanks to it being winter.
We didn't talk that much on the way, unless it was for directions.
We came across a town. Joseph got out of the bike first and stuck his head in a horse trough. "Jojo, what the hell are you doing?" I laughed. He looked up, and was face-to-face with a horse. "Shit, this was the horse's water"
Behind us, a gang of men on horseback laughed. "We got gringos!" "There are gringos here!" "They smell!" Hey! In my defense, I wanted to stop to change, but this animal of a man wouldn't stop!
"I don't like it... Let's steal their stuff and leave them in the desert." I glared at them. "You listening, idiots?"
I was about to go over there and whoop their asses, but Joseph raised his hand, signaling me to calm down.
He touched his goggle lens, then flicked it. The shards of glass nearly avoided one of the men's hand. His hand was resting on a wooden post, and he soon realized that Joseph wasn't a person you mess with. I grabbed one in a headlock and Joseph came over and knocked his head.
"Knock knock, who's there? My name is Jojo. I come from New York. This may be rude since we just met, but... Bring us food and gasoline in the next 3 minutes. Got that?"
The men agreed and ran off to do so. Joseph rest his arms on the bike, looked up to the sky and took a swig of water.
