Well, I started a new poll. One of these three JoJo villains (DIO Brando, Kars and Funny Valentine) will play the role of main antagonist alongside the Core and King Andrias Leviathan, but doing so may change the dynamic and plot while keeping the basic story the same. Personally, I would prefer Kars, but what are your thoughts?

That night, Johan looked at himself in the bathroom mirror, garbed in a bathrobe. He said to himself as he brushed his hair, "Ho fatto la doccia lavando ogni parte del corpo con vero sapone; comprese tutte le mie principali fessure; anche tra le dita dei piedi e l'ombelico, cosa che molte persone non fanno e penso diano per scontata. Mi sono lavato i capelli con uno shampoo alle erbe e ho usato un risciacquo in crema per quella lucentezza appena lavata. Io e Anne non abbiamo portato i nostri spazzolini da denti, quindi dovrò comprarne di nuovi quando esco oggi. A parte questo, sono in buona forma."

"JOJO!"

"AAHH!" Johan yelped as he accidentally scratched his head with the brush. "What is it Sylvia," he called out.

"The Plantars and your weirdo friend are here!"

"Anne?"

The Plantars and Anne were soaking wet and looking miserable. "What happened to you guys?"

"There was a leak that flooded the cellar," said Anne.

"We learned a thing or two about there being no such thing as perfect roommates," said Sprig.

"We fought giant lampreys," said Polly.

"And I forgot to fix the leak, so the whole house is flooded," said Hop Pop sheepishly.

"So, we called a plumber and until the house is fixed, we're staying here," said Anne.

"Hold on, there," Sylvia said. "This isn't a boarding home! We already have one monster living in the guest room," she pointed Johan, who gave her an offended look. "We don't have room for two, plus a whole family of frogs!"

"Sylvia," said Hop Pop. "Please? There must be something you can do. You wouldn't kick out an old friend, would you?"

"Don't try the pity game on me, Hopediah Plantar. Besides, you know I'm right. There's no room for all of you."

Johan thought it over and said, "Well, there's that tavern nearby. Why don't you try there?"

"Tavern? What tavern?" asked Hop Pop.

"One of BOC's deeds in the lockbox includes a tavern that they used for a hangout and where they produced Blue Pearls. Since Samandarin's death, it's just a normal tavern now. And since I own the deed..." Johan made a smirk. "...that makes me co-owner."

"Co-owner?"

"Yeah, the other owner is a rather crotchety woman frog that used to work for BOC. They treated her badly from what she told me, and she was glad to see them go. She was happy to share the profits with me when she found out I killed their boss."

Hopediah thought it over. "Well, we got enough in our budget to stay the night at the tavern. Maybe we can..."

"WAIT!" shouted Ivy. "We can share rooms! Anne and Polly can stay with me and Sprig and JoJo can stay in the guest room."

Anne let out a gasp of excitement. "Does this mean what I think it means? GIRLS ONLY SLEEPOVER!"

"SLEEPOVER!" cheered Ivy.

Polly stuck out her tongue. "Bleh. Sounds boring."

"But where do I sleep?" asked Hopediah.

"On the couch," said Silvia.

"Oh, come on!"

Sprig looked up at Johan and said, "So, we're sharing a room. I guess this means you're going to need to learn a few things about me." He took out a scroll and unrolled it. Johan was surprised at how long it was. "First of all, I prefer to keep the windows closed because the cold breeze freezes me solid, I shed my skin on a nightly basis so I like to exfoliate, I collect action figures, I sleep with my tongue out..."

"Oh, my God," groaned Johan.

"So, what exactly do you do at human sleepovers?" Ivy asked as Anne and Polly laid out sleeping bags.

"Well, let's see. Sasha is the one that usually rules when it came to these things," said Anne. "Pajamas, junk food and gossip galore. Pillow fights, movies and tearing up the dance floor. And listen up 'cause this I won't repeat, never ever go to sleep."

Ivy made a strange look. "Was that a rhyme?"

"Sasha was the one who made it up."

"Wait. It said never, ever sleep," said Polly. "Isn't the point of a sleepover to...you know, SLEEP? Seriously, I hadn't had a good one in days thanks to you and Sprig."

Anne shrugged her shoulders. "It's kind of an 'in name only' thing. NOW LET'S MAKE THIS THE BEST GIRLS ONLY NIGHT EVER -" She plopped down on her face and began snoring.

"Ugh, finally," Polly said.

Ivy pouted sadly. "I was kind of hoping for a little excitement," she said as she absentmindedly looked out the window. Then she saw something that caught her attention. "What's JoJo doing up so late?" Before she could investigate, she heard a strange noise coming from Anne's backpack. It sounded like, "Meow!" Curious, she opened it and gasped. "Aww, aren't you adorable? What are you doing here?"

The black caterpillar looked at Ivy intently and licked its lips.

Ivy shook Anne awake. "No, Sasha, I would never..." she muttered.

"Anne?"

"Mmm?" Anne opened her eyes groggily. "What is it, Ivy?"

"You didn't tell me you had a pet." Ivy giggled as the caterpillar licked her foot.

Anne looked at the caterpillar and smiled sleepily. "Oh. That's Domino 2. I found her while I was in the woods. We've been together ever since."

Polly looked at Domino 2 and Domino 2 looked back at her. "I don't like the way that thing is looking at me," she said. "And Hop Pop doesn't allow pets, not since Charlie Bigbottom broke loose."

"Who's Charlie Bigbottom?" asked Anne.

"Our pet tarantula. Every time we bring him up, Hop Pop goes crazy and shouts, 'You had fun with him for two weeks, but who was left cleaning and feeding? ME! Poor old Hop Pop, that's who!' And that's when we usually just stop paying attention."

Anne thought it over. "Okay, maybe I should keep Domino 2 hidden until the time is right. I mean, I've been feeding her and cleaning her since I found her. If he sees I can be a responsible pet owner, Hop Pop will allow her to stay, right?" Polly made a look of uncertainity.

"Guys?" asked Ivy. "Should we be concerned about this?" She held up her foot to show Domino 2 biting it.

"That's play biting," said Anne as she took the caterpillar and held her close.

"I don't think that was playing. Looked more like she was tasting me."

"That's ridiculous. Trust me. I know cats."

"That's not a cat," said Polly.

Johan snuck around the house, where he met Suave Rico. "I'm surprised you're working so late," he said.

Rico chuckled. "You're the best partner I ever had."

"I think I'm your only partner."

"Ha-ha," Rico said sarcastically.

"You got the potion?" Johan asked, arms folded.

"Got you covered," Rico said as he handed him a bottle of clear liquid. "Water laced with enough mystic mushrooms to make a god see visions. I didn't know how to measure that in numbers, so I used a million of them. Just remember to put a drop of it in the Plantars' food when the Pot Luck begins. More than one drop, and people will be seeing things that will make them want to tear out their eyeballs."

"Thanks for the heads up," Johan said as he stuffed the bottle in his pocket and returned to the house.

"Hey, I'll call you again if we need a new job," Rico called out.

Johan climbed into the window and tiptoed his way back into the bedroom. He found Sprig, snoring and croaking on the bed. He sighed in relief, "Phew. Good thing Sprig is a heavy sleeper."

"Meow."

Johan froze. Was that a cat? But, he didn't see a cat anywhere. He looked down and saw a black caterpillar staring up at him. "Where did you come from?" he asked. The caterpillar hissed at him. His eyes widened when he realized, "You! You're that caterpillar from the cave!"

"Domino 2! There you are!" Anne came into the room and picked the caterpillar up. "Sorry, JoJo."

Johan scared at her incredulously. "'Domino 2'? Anne, do you know this thing?!"

"Shh!" Anne looked around carefully before whispering, "Yeah, I do. I found this little girl while I was in the woods a month ago. She was about to get eaten by wasps until I rescued her."

Johan looked at the caterpillar with caution. "Anne, are you familiar with the phrase, 'You can take an animal out of the wild, but you can't take the wild out of the animal.'?"

"No."

"It means..."

"I was being sarcastic!"

Johan face palmed. "Are you even sure that thing is tame? Does Hopediah have a no pet policy?"

Anne said, "Well Hop Pop does ever since Charlie Bigbottom, but..."

"Santo cielo."

"Look, please don't tell. I mean, wouldn't you want a companion of your own if you were lost in the woods? Not that you would know, since you got lucky and lived in a house."

"I wouldn't consider myself lucky, since I almost became a freak show." Johan exhaled. "Sometimes I wonder if I still am despite my progress." He nodded. "Fine, keep the caterpillar, but she's your responsibility."

Anne held Domino 2 close. "You hear that girl? You get to stay!"

"But if Hopediah finds out, you're going to be the one to have to explain to him."

"I'll figure out a way," said Anne as she held up Domino 2 up to his face. "I mean, how can anyone resist this cute face?" Domino 2 hissed at him. "First things first, we gotta get you two to be friends."

"I doubt that will happen," said Johan as he settled in the sleeping bag. "Night, Anne."

"Night, JoJo," Anne said as she returned to the girls' room.

It didn't take long for Johan to fall asleep.

"Excuse me," a postman frog called out the next morning. "I'm looking for Johan Shiobana? I got a bunch of crates with fennel, anise and wormwood."

Johan's eyes perked up. "That's me!"

"Sign here." Johan took the clipboard and signed the papers. The postman looked him up and down and said as he left, "Good Olms, he's ugly."

"MUDA!"

POW! The postman went flying over a line of trees. "Well, that's the last time we'll be getting deliveries from that specific postman," said Felicia.

Johan laughed manically as he opened the crate and held up handfuls of seeds. "Manna from heaven! Sweet nectar of life!"

"Uh, do we need to leave the two of you alone?" asked Anne.

Johan blushed a little before he cleared his throat. "Ahem. So, Hopediah, I got you the herbs. You can start planting when the house is no longer flooded. However long that will take. I guess this is my way of saying, welcome to the family business."

Hopediah looked at him with suspicion. "By 'family business', you mean gang, right?"

Johan started to look nervous. "Well, Felicia, Leatherleaf, Ram Bamboo and I are part of an organization, but..."

"I mean," Hopediah said with sternness. "Criminal organization, right?"

Everyone stared at Johan. He sighed and said, "Nothing gets by you. What gave it away?"

"The tactics, the whole killing BOC thing, your activities with that Suave Rico sleaze ball, that messy haircut... You got gang leader written all over you."

"Actually, I prefer Gang-Star. Second, I'm the son of a gang leader, I don't actually lead a gang."

"Wait, you weren't joking after all this time," Anne asked, shocked.

"You knew about this?" asked Sprig.

"He did say he was the son of a gang leader at one point, but Sasha thought he was joking."

Johan said, "Okay. I'll confess everything. Right after I get these boxes in the store."

"My life just got more exciting," said Polly.

"Polly!" scolded Hopediah.

"Alright, start talking," said Sylvia as soon as everyone got in. "And just give me an excuse to have you locked up!"

Johan said as he sat down on a couch, "Where do I start? I suppose I should tell you frogs about Passione. The real Passione." He began his story, "Where I come from, Passione is the most influential Mafia organization in all of Italia. Even other Mafia families know not to cross us. We consist of at least 756 members, and have control of hotels, shipping ports, construction companies, funeral services, barber shops, and restaurants."

"Lucrative," said Hopediah. "No wonder you know your way around money."

"Indeed. Even members on the lowest rung of the ladder get paid a weekly total of fifty-thousand euros."

"Holy shit, you're rich," exclaimed Anne. "How come you never told this to me, Sasha and Marcy?!"

"That's why. I didn't want you to look at me and only see dollar signs." Johan sighed. "Not that it matters now. Now that I'm stuck in a world where paper money doesn't exist, I had to start somewhere small."

"So how come you didn't wear fancy clothes when you arrived in America," Anne asked.

"Gangsters in Italia aren't like in other countries. We like to remain discreet. Being conspicuous lends itself to assassination. Even the capos prefer to dress in civilian clothes and jobs. Anyone on the streets could be a member. Whether it's the local barber, a passing taxi driver, even the owner of a toy store. That's their public life. In private, expect the sort of luxury lifestyle you see gangsters enjoying in Hollywood films."

"Oh, my frog," exclaimed Felicia. "Did you intend to turn my tea shoppe into a den of criminals?!"

"I knew I couldn't trust him," Sylvia snapped.

"Hey, I had no intention of doing that! I really did want honest work."

"And what about Blue Oyster Cult?" Felicia asked suspiciously.

Anne made a confused look. "The band?"

"Totally different," said Johan before explaining to the frogs, "That was an accident. I didn't even know there were gangs in this world. I killed them to save Ram Bamboo. Besides, she needed the revenge. Her parents were eaten by one of their lieutenants and made her steal things for them."

"And you got the kids involved?!" Hopediah screamed.

"Hey! I didn't want them involved."

Sylvia scoffed. "Maybe if someone kept Sprig and Polly on a tighter leash..."

"What was that?!" Hopediah shouted. "If anything, that Ivy girl is a bad influence on Sprig!"

"Excuse me?!" Felicia snapped. "If it weren't for Sprig, Ivy would..."

"Ahem," Johan loudly cleared his throat. The frogs looked at each other before they scratched the backs of their heads in embarrassment. "I promised to keep the kids safe and I did. And from what I've seen, with Anne and Sprig's Ripple training and Ivy's Stand, they seem capable of taking care of themselves. Age means nothing to Passione, only skill and trust. You'll find there are several members around mine and Anne's ages in this gang."

"Hey, does this mean I have a shot," asked Polly. "I got plenty of skills with my mace!"

"Polly, no!" shouted Hopediah. "JoJo, I'm not okay with my grandkids in a gang!"

"And I'm not okay with my granddaughter in one either," Sylvia snapped.

Johan turned to Felicia. "And what about you?"

Felicia said, "You said age doesn't matter in Passione, only skill and trust. I'm sorry, JoJo, but I don't trust you to keep my kids safe. Besides, you said your father is the real boss of this gang, not you. How would he react if he found out about this?"

For a moment, Johan went silent. Then he said, "Well, he would probably scold me for wanting to recruit someone too young and inexperienced." He glanced at Anne, Sprig, Polly and Ivy. "Then he would probably lecture me for putting them in unnecessary danger." The grown ups seemed to agree. "But, he would also be impressed with their potential and may consider recruiting them. Or keep an eye on them if nothing else. Especially Ivy."

"Me?" asked Ivy, confused. "Why me?"

"There are Stand users in Passione, too."

"Okay, now I REALLY don't want Ivy in this gang," said Felicia.

"JoJo, there's one important question I have to ask," said Hopediah. "Has your father killed innocent people?"

Johan frowned before responding. "No. But the previous boss of Passione did. It's one of the many reasons my dad killed him and took over. The former boss, a man named Diavolo, when he started this gang, he promised to rid the streets of drugs and violent crimes. That's why the people happily accepted Passione into their lives. Despite that promise, Diavolo was actually providing the most harmful drug Italia had ever seen and he sold them to minors. And yes, he did kill innocent people, especially if they got too close to him. Italia was falling apart because of him. That's one of the many reasons Dad killed him and took over. He improved the lives of everyone once Diavolo was gone and he got to fulfill his dream." Johan sighed before resuming, "But not before losing many friends in the process.

"It's why I want to help this town. Improve their lives without telling them what to do. Anyone is free to join Passione or not. The only thing that matters is if you can trust me and if I can trust you. If you still don't want me around, well, I'm pretty sure there's room in that cave Anne mentioned."

"JoJo," said Anne. "I had a living nightmare of living in that cave for a month, I'm not letting you having to endure it." She leaned into his face and whispered, "A spider tried to make its nest in my left ear. I didn't sleep for a week."

"Oh, God!"

"Wait. JoJo," said Felicia. She thought about what she was about to say before she said, "I admit, I do not approve your actions and methods, but you did bring some good. I mean, we never found out about the worms in the water well until you showed up." Anne looked at the cup she was holding then dunked its contents out the window. "And I haven't seen Ivy be this happy since you came. Most kids find her Stand creepy." Felicia nodded her head as she said, "I don't want you to leave, no matter what Mom says. We promised to take you in and we intend to keep it."

"So, you don't mind having a Gang-Star as a house guest?" Johan asked.

"I do!"

"Mom," Felicia chided Sylvia.

"Oh, fine. As long as you don't give us a reason to kick you out."

Ivy leaped up and hugged Johan. "Hurray! He stays!"

"Easy, easy," he said as he set her down.

"I still don't think this is a good idea," said Hopediah.

"Whatever profits I make, you can share," said Johan.

"He stays!"