AshenOne: I briefly described Blood on the Dance Floor in chapter 42, but I was a bit lackluster in doing so. Susan's stand has a physical form, she just doesn't need to show it for her ability to work. And don't worry, you aren't being dumb, I just need to be a bit better about describing stands.

Here are her stats:

Stand Name: Blood on the Dance Floor

User: Susan Cujoh

Appearance: The main color is a turquoise blue, mirroring Johnny's outfit. It has a bit of silver outlining the joints. It's head resembles that of a piranha, with a protruding jaw lined with razor sharp teeth. It's eyes are like that of a shark, almost dead-looking.

Main Ability: Insult Paralysis: When Susan verbally insults someone, there is a chance to cause the victim's body to completely shut down, rendering them helpless. However, it only works if the insult truly affects someone. If someone, such as Johnny, is no longer offended or hurt by Susan's words, the stand won't

Secondary Ability: Maneater: An ability that is only activated when Susan is desperate. When she is at the brink of defeat, Blood on the Dance Floor will go into a feral state, ripping and tearing into her opponent like a wild animal. This is due to the fact that Susan becomes more vicious as things don't go her way.

Honestly, I pity the winner. No one is getting past BDF:Maneater without getting fucked up. Even if Susan loses the fight, her stand could still do fatal damage.

CoolK: Johnny is going to save Eri, by any means necessary. The only reason he didn't kill Overhaul right then and there, is because Kyoka talked him out of it. She is going to regret that decision.

Johnny and Gyro aren't going to be playing around anymore, if they have to kill someone, they won't hesitate.

PhantomKnightPercival: Unfortunately, Jotaro won't be able to, since it is Aizawa's quirk that prevents Eri from going out of control. Johnny is...going to be a little self-destructive going forward, he will be so determined to save her that he will put his own health on the line.

...

Kyoka was worried.

Johnny hadn't said a word since they reported the Eri incident to Josuke. Is he mad because I stopped him? If he had just killed the guy in the middle of the street, he would've been arrested. Besides, Eri could have gotten hurt...

I should say something...

"Look...I know you're mad..."

"Not at you."

Johnny said that abruptly, as if he was expecting her to say something like that. Kyoka sighed. "Still...what happened back there...are you okay?"

"No...I'm not."

Well, at least he's being honest... Kyoka looked down at his hand, which was still in hers. Normally, she would be incredibly flustered by such an act, but she had a feeling Johnny needed all the comfort he could get.

"You know you can talk to me, right?"

Johnny sighed. "I feel horrible. I know how she feels, I saw her eyes, her bandages...I mean, my mother never hurt me that bad...physically...but I can relate to her. How could I look her in the eye, the same eye that burns with the pain that I once felt, and turn away? I should've done something..."

Kyoka looked down. "I'm...sorry I stopped you...maybe you would've had the chance to-"

"No, like you said, I'm not in a healthy state of mind. I would've done something reckless...I'm not blaming you for anything, that wouldn't be fair." Johnny said. "Still...it hurts."

Kyoka squeezed his hand, and he turned to look at her. She could see the pain in his eyes, and more than anything, she wanted it to go away.

"You always have me JoJo...and Gyro...and Midoryia. If you ever need an outlet, or a shoulder to cry on...my room is always open."

Johnny offered her a half-smile. "I know...thank you."

They reached the doors to the Heights Alliance, and Johnny lifted up their entwined hands. "We...should probably let go before Ashido sees this...she might get the wrong idea."

"Y-yeah..." Kyoka detached her hand, bothered by the sudden lack of warmth. She stuffed her hand in her jacket as they walked into the building. Momo slowly approached them. "JoJo...are you okay? Midoriya said you had a bad day..."

Johnny nodded. "Better...still a bit stressed though."

"You should get some rest man." Kirishima yelled from the couch. "I know I am...that spiky guy tired me out."

"Oh yeah, congrats on your first villain capture, Red Riot." Johnny said.

"Thanks man! Still haven't caught as much villains than you and Jiro have...but I'm getting there!"

"Please...I wish there weren't so many." Kyoka said, frowning. "It's exhausting."

"Speaking of exhaustion, I'm going to bed early." Johnny said. "Honestly, I don't see how this day can get any wors-"

"HELP ME JOHNNY! I'M NAKED AND AFRAID!" Gyro screamed as he ran by the other students, his bare ass out for everyone to see.

Johnny blinked before he angrily stomped after the Italian. "I was gone for two hours...TWO HOURS!"

Kyoka was turned around, shaken by the sudden appearance of a nude Italian, while Momo was lying face-first on the floor. Kirishima sprinted after Johnny and Gyro, anxious to help.

"I have a question...for God..." Kyoka said, looking up towards the ceiling. "Why do you keep shitting on me?"

...

"WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!" Johnny yelled.

"SOMETHING TORE MY CLOTHES OFF!" Gyro yelled. "NOW THEY'RE EVIL!"

Kirishima turned around to see that Gyro's clothes were running after them as if someone invisible was wearing them. "He's right! They're gaining on us!"

"What happened?!" Johnny demanded.

"I was just taking a shower! Next thing I knew, my pants were trying to strangle me!"

Kirishima turned around, skidding as he turned to face the living set of clothes. "Sorry Zeppeli, I'm going to have to tear your clothes apart!"

"Wait!"

Kirishima rushed at the sentient clothing, hardening his hands and slicing them to bits. Then a fist came out from Gyro's collar, catching Kirishima in the chin. The human shield slid back, only for Johnny to catch him with Tusk.

"That's a stand!"

"Really? I didn't notice." Johnny muttered, before unleashing several nail bullets in the emerging stand's direction. A dark shape dodged to the side, moving astonishingly fast, before advancing on the three U.A students.

"...when did this become Five Nights at Freddy's? " Gyro said, staring at the puppet-like stand looming over them.

"It's NOT FNAF!" The stand snapped, pointing a long finger at the naked Italian. It's porcelain clown-like mask glaring at Gyro. "I am the Puppeteer."

"It's totally Five Nights at Freddy's." Johnny said.

"NO, IT'S NOT!"

"That's like, copyright infringement man."

"I CAN'T CONTROL, WHAT MY STAND LOOKS LIKE!" The Puppeteer snapped back.

"You're gonna get sued."

"ENOUGH!" The Puppeteer suddenly threw strings from it's hands, and they wrapped around Kirishima. "Clothes aren't the only thing I can control."

Kirishima turned and punched Johnny in the stomach with a hardened fist, causing the Joestar to choke on vomit. "Kirishima?!" Gyro exclaimed.

"He can't hear you! He's my puppet now!"

"Where's your user?" Johnny choked out as he tilted his head to avoid a punch from his mind-controlled friend.

"You think I'd tell you?" The Puppeteer sneered. "I'm not that dumb, Johnny Kujo."

Kirishima roared as he took another swipe, this time at Gyro, who retaliated with a swift kick to the jaw, hoping to knock him out quickly. Instead, Kirishima simply shook his head and rushed the naked Italian. Gyro backflipped over Kirishima as Tusk emerged from the side, punching Kirishima in the side of his head.

"Wow! Such a durable puppet! I certainly got a good catch! Even now, you two have to hold back, unless you want to hurt your friend!"

Johnny was not in a good mood that day, however, as he was still recovering from his encounter with Eri. He gave The Puppeteer a face that would make All For One recoil in fear.

"LET. HIM. GO."

A nail bullet went straight for The Puppeteer's head. The Puppeteer recoiled, fear plastered on it's mask. "You...actually want to kill me?!"

"I wasn't aiming for you."

Johnny had blasted a hole in the ceiling, and sunlight shined down on the not-FNAF character, and the stand burst into flames.

"GYAAAAAAAAAAH!"

"I noticed you were avoiding the windows, why do you think I was attacking you before? I wanted to see if you would dodge into the sunlight. When you didn't, I knew."

"Atta boy Johnny!"

"NO! IT BURNS!"

Kirishima fell to the floor and groaned. "Dude...not manly, taking control of me like that."

"I MAY HAVE LOST ONE PUPPET, BUT I CAN STILL TAKE YOU!"

Strings reached out for Johnny, but he caught them in his fist. "If the sun can hurt you...imagine what THIS can do."

Johnny breathed in and sent Hamon through the strings.

"OVERDRIVE!"

The Puppeteer screamed as Hamon spread into its body, and it dissipated. Loud crash was heard in the hallway. Johnny peered around the corner to find a janitor with his face in his mop bucket.

"Huh, the janitor did it."

Johnny kicked the bucket, and it wheeled over to the staircase, and the unconscious user went down with the dirty soap water, crashing down to the floor below.

Gyro threw his hands into the air. "Take that bitch! That was some quick thinking Johnny!"

"I can only look you in the eyes right now."

...

"Sorry JoJo, Zeppeli...I'm afraid I wasn't much of a help."

"It's not a big deal Kirishima, everyone slips up now and again." Gyro said, slipping on a purple t-shirt. "I'm just glad we caught the guy before he hurt anyone."

"Aizawa said they had to build a temporary jail here, with all the villains popping up."

"How the hell haven't parents tried to shut the school down yet?"

Johnny frowned and turned to walk towards his dorm. "I'm going to bed...see you guys tomorrow."

"But the sun is setting, we still have so-" Kirishima put a hand on Gyro's shoulder, shaking his head. "He had a bad day today, like, REALLY bad."

Gyro's face quickly turned to one of concern. "What happened?"

"I don't know, but Midoriya and Jiro do. You should ask them."

That look on his face...I haven't seen it since the beginning of the Steel Ball Run...back when he didn't have any hope.

What happened Johnny?

...

"Please...don't go..."

"Oh God...you took the wrong son..."

"I scolded her."

"What are you doing to this girl?"

"I'LL KILL HER JOHNNY, I'LL DO IT!"

Save her...

SAVE HER!

Johnny bolted out of bed, breathing heavily. He glanced at his clock and groaned.

It was only 2:30...in the morning. This was the third time he had woken up in a cold sweat, he just couldn't get the helpless little girl out of his mind. He couldn't sleep.

Johnny slowly got out of bed and snuck through the hallways using a wormhole. He didn't want to wake anyone up. He paused by Kyoka's door.

"My room is always open."

...sorry Kyoka, but I don't want to worry you.

Johnny continued to sneak through the hallways until he got outside, in an alleyway, where he finally emerged from the wormhole.

If I can't sleep...I'll train...I'll get even stronger.

How can I sleep at night, while Eri is clearly suffering...?

I WILL save you...I promise.

...

Izuku yawned as he made his way into the common room, only to find Johnny already sitting there. "Are you okay JoJo?"

Johnny was holding a mug, presumably full of coffee. "Yeah...I'm still thinking about..."

"Eri...I know. I can't get it out of my head either." Izuku say down beside his childhood friend. "I feel like I could've done something."

"Me too."

"What are you doing down here so early? You managed to brew a cup of coffee, so I know you didn't just wake up..."

"I just woke up a bit early, that's all, nothing to worry about."

Then why do you look like you were working out?

But Izuku decided not to pry into it. A decision he would later regret.

"Sir Nighteye says he'll look into it. Your uncle is probably doing the same. We'll get her JoJo...I know we will."

"Yeah...you always were one for optimism..." Johnny sighed. "Yare yare...I need to clean myself up before people get worried. I look like a mess."

"JoJo...are you sure you're all right?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine, just give me a bit of time...I'll be in fighting shape before you know it."

"Okay..."

Johnny walked away, leaving Izuku staring after him, concerned. I already have that girl to worry about...please don't make me worry about you too.

...

"This is horrible..." Josuke said to himself as he examined the evidence board. "Are you sure it's the same guy, Giorno?"

"I wouldn't have come all the way from Italy if it wasn't...there's no mistaking it, that's Kai Chisaki." Giorno said. "He runs the Shie Hassakai, Passione's biggest rival in the underworld. They distribute drugs, they kill, they maim, they are EVERYTHING we stand against."

"And Susan appears to be his right hand..." Rohan said, pointing to a picture of what was undoubtedly Susan wearing a bird mask. "She's STILL HERE."

"That little girl...what is he doing to her?" Giorno wondered. "I heard Fatgum intercepted son kind of bullet..."

"I believe I may be of assitance..." A voice spoke from the shadows, and the Detective walked into the room, startling all stand users present. His bowler hat hid his face as he threw a file onto the desk. "You'll find everything you need in there..."

"You're that ghost detective Valentine was talking about..." Josuke said. "Why do you sound so...familiar?"

The Detective turned his head, and needless to say, Josuke was terrified at the answer.

The face of Yoshikage Kira, his old nemesis, stared back at him. "I would tell you...if I remembered." He exited before Josuke could respond.

"...Here's to the hope that he remains an amnesiac." Rohan said, raising a glass of wine.

Giorno raised an eyebrow, perplexed by the interaction, but nonetheless scooped up the file and began reading. After a few moments, Giorno calmly put the file down, and walked out of the room.

"WRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEAAAAAAHHH!"

*CRASH!*

"That bad huh?" Josuke said, still shaken by Kira's sudden appearance.

"You're telling me...my brother rarely gets like that..." A voice with a clipped British accent came from the sofa.

"Well...he doesn't act like he has rabies, unlike you." A woman's voice responded.

"You're apparently attracted to rabies then, Hot Pants."

"Shut it."

"So...are we gonna bash some Yakuza shit, or what?" Diego Brando said with a toothy smile.

...

Credit goes to JoudNicholas for ThePuppeteer!