When he found her she was tiny, very in fact. She had reached up only barely bigger than his feet when standing on the ground. The only ways she could meet with any of the members eye to eye is to be either picked up or float around inside her miniature UFO, her Stand which had manifested not too long ago.
A tiny figure, her hands and feet being nubs, her one eye white yet round being on the right as the left half of her face was covered up by her black hair. Her hat was probably the most outstanding she wore was her oversized, black hat, matching the black clothing she wore all the time best it could.
This tiny one had been given the name Oregano. As one could tell Oregano is far from a human, at least when she is sized down. She is what one would call an 'Ori'. Oris are not a rarity either, always running around towns, working at various places like humans would. Despite their odd language anyone could at least understand what they are saying, even if all they let out is a varity of 'Ori'. They have a long history, going from a tribe with its own society and rules to living together with humans and even starting to adept slowly to them. Some Oris even started to develop a more grown form, resembeling a human's body from head to toe.
And this is where it all began...

Oregano's behavior recently was unusual, making each of the members scratch their heads in confusion, even the newest member of the team who had only known her for two days at this point in time.
It was not hard to understand that the small Ori was usually bubbly, upbeat and very attached to each of the members. She would always offer to hang out with them or never say no to an offer when it came to merely spend time with them. She even put some time in her (maybe sort of nonexistent) schedeule to get to know the newest member, Giorno Giovanna. She was curious who he was after all, it was as obvious as a clear, blue sky which had no cloud to hide behind. In fact it applied to anything she did.
Next to this she also seemed to listen to her 'Mama' at all times. Should one thing be considered 'bad' she will also think it's bad and not support it. She knew that he only wanted what's best for her and was grateful for him being there. It was visible since Oregano would always give it her all to assist Bucciarati in any way she could, practicing skills which could come in handy, even if it went down to simple things like cooking and baking or keeping all things in tip top shape. She was trying her best however for her 'Mama', the man who had taken care of her since a few years despite going through his own troubles, some she might not even have been able to comprehend at the time.
Yet maybe that is for the best, especially for an Ori. She has more years ahead of her than the any human could have. She should live it to the fullest, see and experience as much as possible in her many years to come.

Yet what came next was something putting Bucciarati in mere disbelief, a big shock which nearly made him collapse the moment he heard it coming from Oregano's mouth.
"Oh, you mean sexual intercourse?" he had heard her say, speaking in Ori of course.
Regardless, his little Oregano was saying such a thing. It was unbelieveable. She did not even have an idea what 'sexual' meant yet something must have happened, someone had told her despite his best efforts to not expose her to such things. It might seem like a move of an overprotective parent at first. Maybe it was, yet Bucciarati's reasoning went beyond the usual "My child must be kept pure at all costs". It had to do with an Ori's development process.

Oris have a rather curious growing process ever since adapting to human society after all. They have to go through the troubles humans have to, learning about things like early death, sickness, murder and much more while living alongside them. This causes them to grow into their human alike forms quicker than it would take them on avarage. It is usually a form they reach in their last 100 years in fact yet as they have to adept to troubles even quicker they grow up quicker, usually reaching their peak earlier than mother nature intended. This causes Oris to usually go into a downward spiral easily, losing those they grew attached to very early considering their own lifespan. They tend to become more cold, maybe even avoiding humans altogether over time.
Bucciarati had witnessed it more than enough, spotting the tiny figures lurking in street corners, all by themselves and running away whenever seeing a human passing by. Yet these were the Oris with a harmless fate, as hard as it was to admit. At least these Oris were capeable to stay alive by any means. Most would decide to meet another fate.
Bucciarati had seen mere corpses of them lying around in a very well hidden alley. A big, bloody puddle forming right beneath them. At the time he had spotted them it was fresh. It later turned out to be the alley known as the "Cimetori" around town, the place Oris usually went to once they lost everyone they held dear and knew. Given their stubborness they even went through with it, not hesitating for even a second.
People would usually shrug it off, seeing the name as another combination of any word and 'Ori' yet those who had seen the truth behind the name found this ignorant behavior nearly sickening. It is as if they made fun of the dead, maybe they even were.
Fact was that Bruno had seen this image himself shortly before encountering Oregano. It was an image he would never be able to forget, it was hard to take in. He could not save them all from this end, he knew that, yet maybe this one he found all by herself with no safe place to go to. Maybe Oregano could escape this fate. All he would have to do is to make sure can develop naturally for as long as he is capeable of doing so, even if it meant to hide reality from her.
So far he succeeded and was sure he could keep it up yet ever since she was made aware of one thing he started to fear for the worst.

His worries became true after only a few hours. Suddenly Oregano would start looking up some inappropiate magazines, wanting to learn more. She even started to refuse her 'Mama', not putting them away when told to and bring them back to whoever they originally belonged to. She was talking back, something she had never done before. Even when trying to take them away the small Ori became all pouty, quickly taking them back on her own or running up to the pile and place herself on top of ended with Bruno admitting defeat, unable to prevent her from learning more about this topic. According to what he had heard and researched this was a sign of an Ori slowly starting to mature. They start to act like a rebellious teenager, to keep it simple. Oregano was probably nowhere near as bad yet it was still out of character for her.
It became even more obvious when she started to behave odd towards the man she claimed to 'like like', Guido Mista.
If Bruno should fail to reason with Oregano the only other one who could get through her easily was Mista. Either because she was very attached to him or because he knew what to say due to his Stand Sex Pistoles. The members would often joke that he was basically babysitting his own Stand yet maybe that wasn't even too far fetched. Regardless, the Ori would usually listen to what he had to say as well. Yet not ever since that day.
She started to puff up her cheeks whenever he spotted her reading said magazines, blankly staring at him for a moment before continuing to read, as if she had been ignoring him. Of course Guido would notice yet whenever asking if something was the matter all she did was turn away, pouting yet she continued reading regardless. One time the Ori nearly threw a magazine right at his face yet stopped midway through, incapeable of doing so after all. That she even considered doing so however was odd for someone like Oregano. After all she was not one for violence.
Others would describe her as 'too soft' for that, literally unable to even smash a fly with something. Instead she tries catching it to set it free. She did so various times before actually.
On top of that avoiding Mista was something she would usually not do either. In fact she was a lot around him as well, clearly enjoying his company as she would stay close by while trying to not become an obstacle either.
Ore was even a bit overprotective when it came to the gunman, trying to keep him out of trouble and always making sure there is barely any mentioning of the number 4. Should one be about to say it in his presence she would scold them and demand on an apology.
Was it a bit overdone? Yes, but all she tried was to keep him save the best she could. She would rather do something than nothing after all.
So even if it was not in her nature to not hurt people Mista would be the last person she would even consider harming, everyone knew that.

This was how it went however. Bruno was unable to prevent any of this, Oregano's development had a sudden speedup. A speedup he couldn't stop once it was set in motion. And now he was witnessing the end result.
A girl was standing right in front of the group, being clearly smaller than any of them, even if it was just slightly. She had a light peach skin, her hair was long and black and covered her left eye slightly. She had two eyes, both of them having a deep red color. She wore a black jacket over a black top, none managing to cover her cleveage however. It was not too much to look at yet something was there regardless, distracting nearly anyone for at least a second. Her behind as well as her legs were covered with a slightly tight leggings which was all black as well, making it hard to tell apart from the black boots she wore. Her hands were covered by white handgloves however, contrasting the overall black outfit she wore.
The most outstanding feature was her hat however. It seemed a little oversized for the female yet it still fit and did not fall of surprisingly. It was a hat any of them could regonize. They only knew one person who would wear such a hat. Yet that it would not even fit her in this size...
The girl who was standing right in front of them with a light smile was no one other than Oregano. The Little Ore who reached the peak of her life by creating a form which looked identical to a human.

From this day onwards Bruno Bucciarati knew that nothing wilk be the sane for her ever again. Her fate has been sealed.