Guest: To answer your question, the battle with Exodus was based off of the fight with Metal Gear Ray from the first MGS game. However, the fist fight between Momo and Ulrich was based off of the final bout between Sherlock Holmes and Professor Moriarty, Moriarty being my initial inspiration for Ulric's creation.
I wanted to create a mastermind that Momo could match wits with, and learn from. Obviously, Ulric wasn't nearly as devious as Moriarty, but his preparedness and several talents were based on him.
Also, not a bad idea for the Ripoff Ravagers!
Boy: That would be a fun fight!
Spaghetti Sauce: I'm really glad you liked it, I'm really proud of the way it turned out!
DeathlyJazzHands55: I agree, this arc is definitely the best so far! I always try to treat characters a bit better than simply "the love interest", or " the fanservice", and I genuinely wanted to give Momo a chance to shine in this story. Ulric...was sort of my attempt at redemption for the Necromancer, as I made the Necromancer more of a clown than an actual character.
I'll actually miss him...he was really fun to both create and write.
I still have to learn how to balance comedy with storytelling, considering I may have repeated that mistake with Shadow Moth. All in all, I'm pretty satisfied with how it turned out.
Euphoria: I cried too. Ulric was my baby...but he'll have a lasting impact on Momo's character! Also...I'll consider the Hamon realm idea, but I'm not sure it will work. Kyoka will be getting more guidance from Jonathan though!
Jay: We really have...hard to believe this story is going 137 chapters strong!
Dumpstertrashfire123: The Stranger is important...but so is Shigaraki.
Kyeo307: I really enjoyed the arc too, but it couldn't last forever...
Bearticguy7: The Hunchback of Notre Dame has some of the best songs in Disney, and you cannot convince me otherwise!
Also, I drew Momo's new Ulric-inspired suit as the new cover, let me know what you think!
*One Week Post-Exodus*
Momo hummed to herself as she finished brewing her tea, and walked over to her library. Her onyx eyes perused the shelves in search of what she was looking for. Finding a copy of The Hound of the Baskervilles, she sat down on a very ornate chair and took to reading.
On the wall to her right was a collection of ancient tribal masks, and a gold necklace that looked to be quite old. Pottery from what appeared to be Ancient Greece was piled neatly in a corner, and blueprints of several different inventions were stacked neatly on a mahogany desk. A gold chandelier hung above her head.
To someone who saw this scene in a photo, they would assume that she was in some sort of library inside of a Victorian mansion...
Instead, she was inside a broken down Metal Gear...her Metal Gear, now that Ulric had passed down his legacy onto her.
She was putting his library to good use, already working on repairing some of Exodus' systems based on how he designed them. Whether it would walk again was entirely up to her...but having such a weapon in their possession could prove useful down the line.
"He took me in here, you know."
Momo lifted her head to find that Toshinori had entered the room. "Ah, All Might...can't say I expected to see you here."
"Just...paying respects to the man who saved my life, that's all. It's honestly a shame...he was idolized in the medical community, even if he wasn't official. I can guarantee no one else would've been capable of saving me from this." Toshinori lifted up his shirt, revealing the nasty scar left by All For One. "He was a good man, but he had to be stopped..."
"Yes." Momo's face turned solemn as she observed the library she inherited from her mentor. "I miss him dearly. However...I will use his knowledge to further our hero careers, as he wanted. His work and ideals will always make a difference as long as I have anything to say about it."
"I heard you're planning on moving the team from the treehouse into here."
"We all agreed that it would be beneficial, even though Bakugo was a little sour that we were going to be repairing something that we worked hard to destroy, but we eventually got him on board when I bribed him with adding a rocket launcher."
"What about the treehouse? I'd hate to see it go, you kids put a lot of hard work into it."
"The B team wants it. Of course, we're all going to hang out in there, but Todoroki wanted to use it as a starting point for the new branch of our team. I feel bad, I don't want them to get hand-me-downs, especially because we still value the treehouse...but he insisted. He's become their de-facto leader of sorts."
"Does your group even have a leader?"
Momo blinked, and frowned. "No...I don't think we do. The leader is usually who's best suited for the situation, like I was for the detective work and strategy, Kyoka led the stealth expedition, and Gyro the attack. We simply follow the person who takes the lead."
Toshinori nodded. "Well, I'm glad you seem to be doing well, don't forget...today is a big day."
"How could I forget? I suppose I have to get ready soon." Momo said with a sigh, marking her page in the book and gently setting it down on the table beside her.
Grabbing her tea cup, she and All Might began heading back towards the dorms together. "I think we needed today, those two couldn't have timed it better."
"I agree...Aizawa told me something interesting today."
"What is it?"
Toshinori smiled. "Apparently, there is an option of registering the Musketeers as an 'agency-to-be.' I'd highly recommend that you all consider it, because people will recognize you all as a unit, plus you could get a head start when the group graduates."
"That would make sense, that the school would accommodate those who wish to form an agency together...in other words, we would be making the group somewhat official...what would we have to do?"
"Everyone who wishes to be involved would have to sign some paperwork...however, there is a downside to this, should one of the team's members come under controversy...it will reflect all of you, so be careful. With the acts of vigilantism your group often commits, while for the greater good, if exposed could get you all in trouble with the law." The retired hero warned, and Momo nodded.
"Lucky we have gotten good at covering our tracks then. Every single one of us would be willing to take the fall for each other."
"That's what I thought. Just wanted to bring that option to your attention, now...I believe you have a wedding to prepare for." Toshinori said with a wink, and they exited Exodus, onto a rope bridge between the broken down Metal Gear and the treehouse.
Momo briefly glanced back at Exodus, and smiled.
Our own agency...and perhaps a mobile base of operations, one day. A Joestar Family wedding too...
Perhaps this is a glimpse at a brighter future, although we still have many battles to achieve it. Thank you once more Dr. Stewart, your sacrifice has pushed us towards this future...now it's up to us.
"Johnny, can you zip me up?" Kyoka asked, sporting a strapless white dress with a green sash, one worn by the bridesmaids for the wedding.
"Leaning into cliches?" Johnny asked. "You're losing your touch."
"No, I can't reach the fucking zipper...how dare you insinuate that my cleverness has a limit!" Kyoka retorted with a smirk.
Johnny got behind his girlfriend and zipped up her dress, and Kyoka leaned backwards into him. "You'll have to forgive me for that. You've been pretty mushy lately."
"You're mushy."
"Yeah, but I embrace it."
Kyoka snorted, and turned around to give Johnny a quick peck on the lips. "Alright Lover Boy, how do I look? If you're so keen on embracing mushiness."
"Angelic, stunningly and strikingly beautiful. My heart stopped for a bit when you first came out."
The purplette gagged, earning a grin from her boyfriend. "That was gross...and...sweet. Why are you so good at both frustrating me and wooing me?"
"You're asking me that question as if you expect me to know the answer."
Kyoka chuckled as she examined herself in the mirror. "I suppose that question was rhetorical...eh, I'm passable."
"You're a hell of a lot more than passable, you idiot."
"I don't think I'll ever truly agree with you on that. I have to admit, I'm pretty excited...this is the first wedding I've ever been to." Kyoka said, smiling. "I'm really happy for those two..."
"My dad actually scared Midnight because he's been smiling, she almost fainted." Johnny replied.
"I wonder if this secret girlfriend of his is gonna show up...I mean, if she's gonna be your stepmom she's got to come see the wedding, right?" Kyoka asked as the two exited Johnny's dorm room. They passed through the common room, and onto the campus grounds.
"Maybe..."
The couple headed towards the UA barrier, and both back up as Class 1B entered their line of sight. The entire class was simply hanging out, having a picnic of sorts.
"Please tell me Tokage isn't there..." Kyoka muttered as several members of the other class turned their attention to the well-dressed couple. "Fuck, she is."
For the briefest moment, Setsuna's face fell, but then she resumed her normal cheery demeanor, something that Johnny picked up on.
I mean, a boy and a girl leaving school together dressed like this...it's only natural to assume it's some sort of date. I mean...if our relationship gets out it's not like it's the end of the world, we're both already showing affection in public...
However, stupid drama such as this will make us late, and I refuse to let Jolyne down, not on her big day!
"Hey you two, you're both looking good!" Setsuna said, walking up them. "Er...what's the occasion?"
"His sister's wedding, I'm one of the bridesmaids." Kyoka answered.
"Really? His sister must really like you then."
"Well, she's also kind of a sister to me." The purplette replied, knowing that Setsuna would undoubtedly get the implication. "She's always had my back whenever I'm down, and vice versa."
"Huh..."
"Kyoka is definitely a close friend of the family...listen, Tokage, I'd love to stick around and chat, but we don't want to be late." Johnny said, checking his watch. "We'll catch up some other time."
"O-oh, of course...I...wouldn't want to keep your sister waiting. Tell her I said congratulations." Setsuna said, her grin wavering slightly.
"I'll be sure to." Johnny said, and he and Kyoka began walking towards the gate. Setsuna stared at them for a good while, and her grin faded into a sadder expression.
Kyoka waited until they were out of earshot before groaning. "Oh my God...just talk to me about it for God's sake! Why is she treating this like a fucking battle?! I mean...that was totally an interrogation."
"She's apparently quite the tactician." Johnny replied. "With so many theories about us undoubtedly buzzing in her head, she's probably overthinking a few things."
"A few? It's obvious at this point that there is some kind of misunderstanding going on, I must have done something to make her think that I'm not right for you...but what the hell could I have done?! I mean, you and I have absolute trust in one another...and while we've argued in the past, it's never hurt our relationship. I...didn't do something to hurt you, did I?" Kyoka asked, her eyebrows raised in concern.
"Well if you did, I've forgotten all about it, so it probably wasn't a big deal."
"Did she see me attack you with my jacks? You know that I would never actually hit you outside of training."
"I do...but it's clear to pretty much everyone that you aren't attacking me seriously, so I don't think she would suspect abuse..."
"Plus, you'd flatten me if I did. You've had enough abuse in your life...my job is to correct that." Kyoka shook her head, confused. "If I don't think I did something wrong, and you don't think it either...why the hell does she clearly think that I'm going to hurt you?"
"I have no clue, Kyoka...plus, we still haven't officially come out as a couple, so maybe she just thinks her chance is being stolen from her, even though it already was a long time ago."
"It's so frustrating...like, she's treating me like a criminal!" Kyoka ranted. "Kissing your cheek right in front of me, passive-aggressive conversations, seriously, just tell me what I did to make you hate me already!"
Johnny shook his head, and checked his watch. "Our ride should be here by now..."
It was best to change the subject when it came to Kyoka's rival. It was obvious that Setsuna was jealous of the purplette's closeness to him, but there really wasn't any way she could hope to be as close to him as Kyoka was. They were in different classes, after all.
Johnny knew that the other girl admired him. He had quite the fanbase from the Steel Ball Run, as he basically had the perfect underdog story. He could understand why his comeback would inspire someone...
It was weird, being idolized. Although...Izuku had been idolizing him since they were kids. Setsuna's admiration of him had turned into a crush, and he'd be a fool to not acknowledge that he might have had some impact on her growth...
However, Setsuna was being somewhat antagonistic towards someone who brought new meaning into his life. It wasn't malicious, rather it was out of concern for his well being, and Johnny knew that...but Kyoka was the only person he could ever see that way. His best solution was to let the two girls talk it out...
Hopefully without fists.
"I really don't want to be late...I mean, she's getting married. This is a big deal, so today has to be perfect as possible." Kyoka began playing with the hem of her dress, frowning. "Johnny, are you sure I look okay?"
"Just because we were joking around earlier, doesn't mean I didn't mean what I said, you're beautiful." Johnny assured her.
"O-okay...where the hell is our damn ride?!"
A red car pulled up alongside them after about five minutes, and Kyoka was already in a grumpy mood. "About damn-"
"That isn't the car..." Johnny cut her off as the window rolled down...
A crimson fist punched Kyoka right in the stomach before either of them could do anything, and the hooligan drove off just as an enraged Tusk materialized to retaliate, recklessly driving down the road and leaving tire marks in it's place.
"FUCKING ASSHOLE! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" The Joestar bellowed as the purplette stumbled back, holding her stomach with a sick look on her face.
Johnny wanted to send Tusk after it, but checking on Kyoka was his top priority. He gently took her arms away from her stomach to examine the damage, and she seemed to be fine, even her bridesmaid's dress was undamaged.
"You okay?"
"I just got punched for seemingly no reason, I think I'm gonna hurl." Kyoka wheezed out, but got back to her feet. "I'm...fine."
"What a dickbag...that arm didn't look human, probably a Stand. A weak one at that, since you appear to be okay. What the hell was that for?!" Johnny wondered aloud. "What would motivate an unprovoked attack like that?!"
"And why did they go straight for me?" Kyoka said, annoyed. "Santana isn't focusing on us right now, so it can't be one of his guys...Shigaraki? No...he's focused on Santana...has to be a third party."
"On Jolyne's wedding day...when we're all dressed up for it. Seems like odd timing, doesn't it?"
"Huh? Sorry...I'm still feeling a bit woozy from the punch."
"I said it's a little suspicious that we were attacked just before the wedding." Johnny said, his eyebrows coming together in concern. "Kyoka, are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine! I actually feel kinda happy...heheheh..." Kyoka chuckled, her face turning a bit red, as she stumbled a bit. "Woah...looks like I got two left feet."
"Kyoka...I'm sorry, I know you're sensitive about this stuff, but I'm going to need to check your actual body, if this is a Stand we're dealing with..."
The purplette glanced down at her body, and grimaced. There was no way she was ready for Johnny to see her like that...not yet...
But if something was wrong with her...
"Get in the bushes and make it quick, and when I say quick, I mean it."
"I know...I'm really sorry to make you uncomfortable, but your safety is the most important thing to me right now."
They both ducked into the bushes, being careful not to rip anything, and Johnny unzipped the top of Kyoka's dress, and she quickly fidgeted with her bra, her body confidence issues flaring up. Feeling the air on her bare skin, Kyoka bit down on one of her jacks in an attempt to fight her anxiety as Johnny checked her out.
He's looking at me...
"Oh...oh that's not good."
My body?! No, don't be ridiculous Kyoka...
"W-w-what's not good?"
"...you've been marked by something."
Kyoka finally looked down, and found a furiously blushing Johnny looking at her stomach. Right next to her belly button, there was what appeared to be a brand shaped like a cup. Johnny slowly put a finger to it, his skin on hers, and Kyoka yelped.
"I'M SORRY! Does it hurt?!" The Joestar quickly backed away, but Kyoka shook her head.
"N-n-n-no...sorry, I'm just...really fucking anxious right now."
Johnny quickly helped Kyoka back into her dress, and zipped it up. "I'm so sorry...I know you weren't ready for me to see you like that yet, and-"
"Johnny, you aren't Mineta. It needed to be done." Kyoka cut him off, putting a hand on his shoulder and kissing his cheek. "Although I'm glad you respect my boundaries so much...now the real question is what that mark actually does..."
"Are you sure you're okay with that? I just..."
"God, you're adorable when you're worried. Johnny...it's fine because it's you." Kyoka assured him, holding her head. "I'm still a little woozy though, now that you've asked."
"Your blush isn't dimming down either, it's not from embarrassment." Johnny said, examining his girlfriend's face. "I really hope it didn't give you a fever..."
"I can't get sick, I have to be there for Jolyne!"
"That might be our Stand User's goal. Who would want to..." Johnny's eyes widened as he began to piece things together. "We need to take that guy out before his ability has too much of an effect on you, I have a theory about his identity...our ride isn't coming, which means we're going to have to do this the old fashioned way..."
"Stand jumping? Please be careful...I'm getting a bit dizzy..."
Johnny shot her a worried look as Tusk presented itself, slowly picking up the dizzy heroine in a bridal carry as it merged it's legs with it's user, and lept over the buildings in an attempt to catch up with the assailant.
If Johnny's theory was correct...Jolyne's big day was at risk.
"What do you mean you couldn't pick up my brother?!" Jolyne yelled into the phone, eyeing her wedding dress. "Gramps! You know damn well I can't have this wedding without him!"
"Someone slashed the tires on my car! I'm going to have to take Shizuka on my motorcycle instead, but I can't fit four people on that thing!"
"Why the hell did something like that have to happen today?! Gramps, have you called him?! Kyoka?! Either of them?!"
Joseph sighed over the phone. "Johnny said something about Jiro not being ready...although he sounded pretty worried. I hope she's okay."
Jolyne's nose scrunched up upon hearing that. "In other words, something is happening to them and they don't want to ruin my wedding day. For fuck's sake...I'm going after them."
"Jolyne, you're getting marr-"
"Do you really think you can talk me out of this?"
"...no."
"Just keep the guests busy...and we'll be right on track before you know it. OI, NARCISO!"
"COMING!"
Anasui kicked open the door and came to a stop in front of Jolyne, grabbing her shoulders. "Are you okay? Are you nervous? If so we can postpone if you feel we are going too fast-"
"You're going too fast right now."
"...right, what is it?"
"Johnny and Kyoka might be in trouble...and that isn't the only problem. Midoriya is on edge because someone threw a brick through his mother's window, Dad found shit in the middle of gazebo we are going to use, literal shit, and the priest was crying about someone manhandling him."
"...well, there's a bit of irony in that last on-"
"My point is, we have a saboteur on our hands. Someone doesn't want us getting married, so they're making sure our friends and family can't show up."
Anasui's face turned dark. "Who?"
"My brother and his girlfriend are probably chasing them...although I have an idea on who it might be..." Jolyne looked at the window with a piercing glare. "Last time I knew...he didn't pose much of a physical threat...if it's him, and he's trying to hurt those two...I'm giving you permission to turn him into an optical illusion."
"Which one? Any preferences?" Anasui said, cracking his knuckles.
"ALL OF THEM."
Johnny knew what their assailant had done to Kyoka.
"WOOOOOO! HIGHER JOJO HIGHER!" The purplette yelled, her words slurring as she pumped her fist into the air. Her face was now as red as a tomato, and she was giggling like a child.
She was drunk.
Patch...you mentioned that you became an alcoholic as a means of coping with the massacre of your original class...
Why...why didn't you tell me that you couldn't handle alcohol?
Tusk landed on a rooftop, and lept off again, vigilantly searching for their assailant.
"HAHAHAHAAA! Ohhhh...I loooove you, ya know that?" The intoxicated purplette said, reaching out for Johnny from Tusk's arms. "I wanna kiss your face!"
I probably should have been clued in by the mark on her stomach being in the shape of a cup...a plastic, disposable cup used primarily for beer...damn it!
"Jooohnny, I have to piss...yer not gonna let me...piss mahself are ya?"
"You'd kill me if I did."
"Haha...there's a...restaurant down there. Wooo boy am I feelin' good!" Kyoka flung her arms up into the air, almost throwing herself out of Tusk's grip in between a set of buildings.
"KYOKA!"
"Haha...I'm juss playin' with ya..."
"That's not funny!"
This is bad...Kyoka is normally pretty damn sharp in combat situations, but now she's a blubbering mess! I need to find a way to reverse this, because she can't right now.
Johnny landed in front of the restaurant, but not so Kyoka could go to the bathroom, (although that was certainly a perk), but because the red car of their adversary was parked outside. Johnny kicked open the door, startling the patrons inside.
"Calm down, hero business! Tell me...which one of you is the sorry fuck that did this?" Johnny said, pointing towards the giggling Kyoka in Tusk's arms. "Because I'd like a word with you."
All of the patrons shook their heads, still terrified by Johnny's sudden entrance. The former jockey scanned the room, his eyes cold and unforgiving in his search. "I know you're in here. Your car was parked outsi-"
A red fist came from beneath the wooden floor, but Tusk stomped on it in an instant, causing one of the patrons, who was wearing a hood to cry out in pain. Johnny marched over and yanked the hood off...
There was fear in the man's eyes...but it wasn't the fear of being caught.
Thinking quickly, Johnny turned towards the restaurant window and shot nail bullets straight through it, popping the tires on the enemy vehicle, preventing their assailant from proceeding with his escape route. The villain had used his stand to wound the civilian to draw attention away from himself.
The assailant stepped out of the vehicle...revealing his identity. His blond hair was cut in an undercut, with and blue eyes gave of a sense of kindness at first glace, but Johnny knew this was a selfish bastard.
The man was Romeo Jisso, Jolyne's ex boyfriend.
How the hell this pathetic excuse for a human being ended up being a stand user, he didn't know, nor did he care. This man sent his sister to jail to save his fucking career, and was now trying to ruin her wedding...
He was going to beat this asshole all the way back to Florida.
"Come in here...you fucking bastard." Johnny said, his voice full of venom. "NOW!"
Romeo winced, frightened by the Joestar's tone of voice. "So...you're Johnny. Jolyne confided in me about you...how you were dead...I bet she's happy that she was wrong."
"And you took advantage of her trust, didn't you?" Johnny responded. "Here to try and ruin her life again?"
"No...I'm here to take her back."
"TAKE HER BACK?! YOU...DO YOU HONESTLY EXPECT HER TO JUST LEAVE ANASUI AT THE ALTER FOR YOU, AFTER WHAT YOU DID?!" Johnny screamed, pointing a nail bullet directly at his adversary. "YOU AREN'T GETTING NEAR HER AGAIN!"
"I love her!"
*BANG!*
A nail bullet clipped Romeo's ear, making it gush blood. The older man shrieked and held it in shock. "OW! WHY-"
Johnny fired again, and Romeo ducked out of the way, sprinting down the street. Johnny was about to charge after him, when he noticed something that made his heart skip a beat:
Kyoka was missing. Tusk was holding absolutely nothing, and it was giving it's user a guilty look.
"Of all the people in our group to be a wild drunk...it had to be the one that specializes in stealth."
"Oi, Lizard Lips."
Setsuna's eyes, and only her eyes, widened as Kyoka began stumbling towards them. She had decided to follow the two in order to confirm her suspicions about the purplette, but had lost track of them by Johnny's third jump.
She had gotten an anonymous tip by text that Kyoka was blowing Johnny off, and despite it being an unreliable source, she had to check for Johnny's sake.
"Uh, Jiro I can explain-"
"You see a blond guy around here, bad haircut? I need ta beat 'is ass." Kyoka slurred out, gesturing wildly. "And no talkin' bout Johnny right now, this is serious."
Setsuna's body walked over and put her eyes back in her head. "Jiro? Is...something wrong?"
"This guy...he's...JoJer waz angry at 'im." Kyoka continued. "Didn't really hear why...but JoHnny doesn't get angry offen. That means I should be angry too."
"Are...are you drunk?!"
"No, I'm...fine...lissen, I need ta know if you saw this guy."
Setsuna stared incredulously as Kyoka hobbled around, still clad in a dress, and ranted on. None of what Kyoka was saying was making any sense to her.
Only that the purplette had clearly been drinking.
She shouldn't be drinking alcohol at this age, the legal limit is 20! Did she run off on JoJo to go fool around?! She was invited to his sister's wedding...and she blew him off for this?!
"How the hell does he trust you?"
Kyoka froze. "What?"
"I just...I...I really don't want to assume the worst of you, but you've been seeing Kaminari on the side, ditching his sister's wedding, and you've just rubbed me the wrong way ever since you started getting near him. You...you need to stop using him! This is wrong!"
The purplette proceeded to get distracted by a butterfly, completely ignoring Setsuna's plea and chasing after the insect, leaving the greenette with a deadpan expression on her face.
Setsuna checked her phone, looking at the text that was sent her way.
I wonder who tried to clue me into this? I'm glad they did...Jiro is not only going to hurt JoJo, but herself with the underage drinking... I should get a teacher to intervene, this behavior is unbecoming of a hero.
Hopefully they can set her on the right path...away from JoJo.
"Kyoka!"
The purplette wobbled around, almost falling, but Johnny caught her. "Hey handsome! I...tried to get the guy...but I couldn't find 'im."
They were currently near a playground, where a gaggle of Moms had just gotten done with berating the drunken heroine.
Johnny had pursued her all the way back near the school, and needless to say he was a bit frustrated. He loved Kyoka, he really did, but she had proven herself hard to manage when intoxicated.
"Of course you couldn't, you're drunk!"
"I'm not drunk."
"Yes, you are. It's his ability, I saw his car after he ran away, it was littered with beer cans. The more he drinks, the more you feel the effects. It's because he marked you."
"I'm not drunk!"
"Can you tell the time?"
Kyoka grabbed Johnny's wrist and pointed at his watch. "I'm not fucking drunk!"
Johnny sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Yare yare daze...please stick with me Kyoka, you're not exactly all there at the moment. We need to catch this bastard before he does something to ruin the wedding..."
"Johnny?"
"Hm?"
Kyoka grabbed onto his shirt, leaning close enough for Johnny to smell the alcohol in her breath. "I would...never use you...y'know that, right?"
"Well, yeah. What is this about?"
"That...green bitch...said I was using you, but I'd never do that, I would never..." Kyoka was now just trying to keep herself from falling over.
"Kyoka...listen, you aren't in any condition to fight-"
"Of course she thought that, I told her."
Johnny whipped around with a glare to find Romeo Jisso standing by a street sign, all while pedestrians were giving the three weird looks. "What the hell do you mean?"
"I observed the school gate, and saw that this girl was wearing one of Jolyne's bridesmaid dresses, so I targeted her. Then I saw the tension between her and that Tokage girl, so I decided to exploit their rivalry, and I sent her an anonymous text saying Jiro was ditching you. Now...she's going to get in trouble after being found drunk, as are you for protecting her."
"So I couldn't go to my sister's wedding, you fucking bastard. How did you even get Tokage's number? How the hell did you become a Stand User?!"
"Pucci. He visited me shortly after I covered for Jolyne, and gave me the stand Red Solo Cup. It actually suits me pretty well, did your sister ever tell you that the two of us used to kill it at parties?"
Johnny's face twisted into a snarl. "Ruining my sister's big day and framing my girlfriend for a crime? You really are a spoiled brat, whining because he's finally suffering for his mistakes!"
"She's your girlfriend?"
"YES!"
"Dude, I'm sorry, I thought she was just one of your friends."
"I would've gotten angry regardless!" Johnny snapped. "I'm giving you one chance to clear out, otherwise I'm sending you back to your rich daddy in a body cast!
"Look, I know my actions seem bad, but hear me out-"
"HEAR YOU OUT?!"
"Yes...did you know that Anasui was thrown in jail for homicide?"
"Did you know that Jolyne was thrown in jail because of you?!"
Kyoka's ears perked up. "Wait...this...this guy was...?"
"Yes Kyoka, this is Romeo Jisso."
The purplette was about to go down one of the slides, but something finally clicked in her addled brain. She slowly slid down the curly slide, giving Romeo a death glare the whole way down.
It would've been bone-chilling if Johnny hadn't found it so comical.
"How...dare you..." Kyoka muttered, stumbling towards Romeo with her jacks raised. "You hurt Jolyne...you dickless little prep boy, how dare you show your face here, especially today!"
Romeo simply opened a can of beer, and took a swig.
Kyoka stumbled and put a hand to her mouth, her eyes twitching as she struggled to hold in what was undoubtedly vomit. She was getting worse...
"Red Solo Cup, a Stand that doesn't pose much of a physical threat until it marks a victim. Once it does, I can drink alcohol all I want, and I'm completely sober. The victim, on the other hand, gets the full effect of my drinking. It would sure be a shame if she threw up all over that white dress...imagine going to a wedding like that." Romeo said, taking another swig as Kyoka fell to her knees.
"STOP!" Johnny shot the beer can out of Romeo's hand, but the college student produced another one out of thin air.
"Did I mention my secondary ability is a mini-fridge in it's chest?" Romeo said as Red Solo Cup materialized behind him. It had a plastic texture, and a cup-shaped head, and white lines covered several parts of it's body. "I have quite the stock...so you better listen, or I may as well just drink until your girlfriend gets alcohol poisoning."
"All I have to do is shoot you." Johnny pointed a rotating nail bullet at Romeo's head. "I won't hesitate either."
Romeo's face twitched, indicating his fear, but he nervously stood his ground.
"Shoot me? Maybe. Aim?"
Johnny fired, but the bullet flew wildly much to his shock. In fact, his vision was getting a bit blurry, and was starting to spin...
Somehow, Romeo had put him under Red Solo Cup's ability without touching him, he was becoming intoxicated, fast.
"The hell?"
"You made a mistake, assuming that my ability required physical contact with my Stand. You have to touch alcohol that my Stand has touched. You really shouldn't have shot the beer can...in a matter of seconds you'll be just as wasted as your girlfriend."
"Hero toooo, I am a hero tooo...my heart isss...is it still beating? Did I die?" Kyoka asked from the ground.
"I coated my Stand's hand in beer when I punched her, and you just splattered it all over yourself, meaning just like her, you will be feeling the effects of all the alcohol I have drank, just as she is. I know I made a mistake...but I'm not giving up on your sister! She is the best thing that ever happened to me, and there is nothing I won't do to win her back! Do you hear me, Johnny Kujo? I LOVE YOUR SISTEEER!"
"I...love...your mom." Johnny said, shakily pointing a finger at Romeo.
"HAHAHAHAHAA!" Kyoka chortled, crawling over to Johnny. "That comeback was weak!"
"I'm losing braincells."
"You're losing your touch." The purplette responded with a grin.
The couple began giggling on the ground, leaving Romeo staring at them in disbelief.
Did...did I turn them into idiots?
"Hey, hey Kyoka!"
"What?"
"You know what else is losing it's touch?"
"Oooh, tell me!"
"His mom."
"HAHAAHAAHAAHAAAAAA!"
I made them idiots. This guy is really Jolyne's brother?
And why are those two really cute together?! Why the hell weren't Jolyne and I able to joke around like that?!
I mean, she was really cutesy to me and all...but back then I took it for granted...
Kyoka rolled onto all fours, still laughing, before suddenly spitting up brown liquid as though it was coming out of a fire hose. Romeo cried out as it struck him and sent him flying, before landing on the ground with a THUD!
"Now that's actually funny." A now sober Kyoka said with a smirk, wiping her mouth with a napkin she picked up from the restaurant. "I used Hamon to regurgitate all the alcohol from my body, and my new lungs made it into a powerful stream. All we were doing was biding time for the process to be complete."
Romeo was wearing a tux, intending to marry Jolyne in Anasui's place, but it was now drenched in the foul stew. The entitled brat stared at his ruined tuxedo in disbelief, and began to clench his fists. "I'll... I'LL KILL YOU!"
He was then knocked back by another stream of pure alcohol, and Johnny got to his feet.
"Since when did Gyro teach you how to expel poisons?" Johnny asked, grinning.
"Last week...ugh, that felt really gross." Kyoka replied, making a sour face as she spat out the remaining gunk. "Remind me to never drink, ever."
"Tastes like piss, doesn't it? Not to mention you have never been more chaotic."
"To be honest, I don't even remember half of it."
"MY TUX! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MARRY JOLYNE LIKE THIS?!" Romeo roared. "IT'S NOT FAAAAAAAIIIRR, NO FAAAAAAIIIIR!"
The only thing Romeo got from his tantrum was two looks of disgust.
"Damn...he really is a spoiled brat." Kyoka commented as Red Solo Cup emerged with the intent to kill.
"YOU KNOW WHAT, FINE! WHAT BETTER WAY TO RUIN A WEDDING THAN A FUNERAL?!"
The red Stand barreled towards the two, which was a pretty poor decision on the part of the socialite, considering that the two were not only sober...
But also looking for payback for what he did to a woman they both loved.
"ORA!"
A gold fist smashed into the right side of Red Solo Cup's head. Romeo's cheek caved in as Johnny easily bashed in his handsome features, his right eyeball nearly popping out of his head.
"DORA!"
An earphone jack whipped it in the side, drawing blood from the user. The two began beating the enemy down with as much venom as possible, taking revenge for Jolyne.
"ORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORAORA!/DORARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARARAAA!"
They didn't even notice that Setsuna Tokage had brought Aizawa, their sleepy teacher witnessing the beatdown with an "unamused but secretly proud" expression on his face. Aizawa shook his head at Setsuna, who looked shocked, and led the confused 1B student away, knowing full well that Kyoka's apparent "misbehavior" was probably due to the man that was getting his shit kicked in.
When they were finished, Romeo was a broken, bloody mess on the ground, groaning in agony.
"So...how are we gonna finish this bastard off? The Twister Nutpunch?" Johnny asked.
"You are a man after my own heart, Johnny Kujo. Hell yeah we're doing the Twister Nutpunch!"
"What's that?" Romeo asked, his bloody face turning white as Kyoka's jacks wrapped around his ankles and yanked his legs in opposite directions, all while Tusk began spinning it's fist, cocking it back. "WHAT'S THAT?! WAIT! PLEASE, MERCY! MERCYYYY!"
Tusk was still spinning it's fist, and it leaned over to come face to face with the man who had sent his sister to jail. The man who had attempted to ruin Jolyne's big day...
"I could do it...I will do it...unless you stay the hell away from my sister. I will grind them into paste."
"I can't let her go...my life went downhill when she was aquitted! My dream college didn't take me...please...she's all I have left...I can't lose her..."
The only response Tusk gave was lowering it's spinning fist closer to his balls.
"PLEASE!"
"STAY. AWAY."
The spinning fist ripped Romeo's pants clean off, tearing them to shreds. It was now only a few millimeters away from the unthinkable.
"OKAY! OKAAAAY!"
Kyoka released Romeo's legs, and Jolyne's ex-boyfriend scrambled away from Tusk, whimpering as Red Solo Cup helped him to his feet. Romeo fell to his knees and began sobbing pathetically.
"Okay...I guess that settles it." Kyoka said, and her face suddenly fell.
"What? What is it?" Johnny held his girlfriend by the shoulders, before quickly realizing the problem.
There was stale beer and blood all over her white dress...
"Oh no."
"A red stain on what's supposed to be a bright day..." Kyoka muttered, somberly lowering her head. "You've got it on you too...this is why we can't have nice things..."
"...fuck me." Johnny said, and the purplette hugged him upon seeing the pained expression on his face. "How are we...how are we supposed to go to a wedding like this?"
Kyoka bit her lip, already feeling the guilt bubbling up inside her.
"Hey, Kyoka."
"Jolyne, hi!" Kyoka said brightly, closing her lyric book. "What's up?"
Jolyne sat down across from the purplette, and took out a dress, laying it on the table. "Can you try this on? It's too small for me."
"Oh...I mean, sure." Kyoka took the white and green dress and went over to the restroom to try it on, not entirely sure why Jolyne would come to the punk rocker of the class of all people to wear a dress.
Soon, she came out, having struggled with the zipper for about 15 minutes, and stood in front of Jolyne with her hands on her hips. "Alright, it's on."
"Good, I knew it was your size, keep it."
"...huh?"
Jolyne smiled at her. "That's the dress my bridesmaids are wearing next week."
Kyoka's mouth fell open, and Jolyne used her finger to push it closed.
"Sorry, I knew you would be all humble and say that you didn't deserve it."
"Well...I'm...honored, but...there could have been other people you could've asked..."
Jolyne laughed and put her hands on Kyoka's shoulders. "Those people aren't going to be my sister, sometime in the future. Hell, in many ways you already are. It would mean a lot to me."
"...I...I don't know what to say...thank you...I'll...I'll wear it with pride!"
Jolyne pulled Kyoka into a hug, one that she returned. It lasted for a while, as Kyoka was legitimately touched by the gesture. She meant every word, she would wear the dress with pride, regardless of how she felt she would look in it.
There was no way she would let Jolyne down.
"FUCK!" Kyoka shouted, clinging onto Johnny tighter in an effort to keep tears at bay, but it wasn't working. "Why can't things ever go right, just for one day?! There is no way we can just waltz into the wedding like this..."
Johnny could only remain silent.
"My plan...worked, in a way."
The couple turned their heads to glare at Romeo as he was getting up, blood dripping from his shredded tuxedo as he took out two beer cans from the damaged Red Solo Cup's mini-fridge. "In case you two forgot, you're still marked by my Stand! All I have to do is guzzle down a few beers, and you'll be wasted, and I've already had two! I used to impress Jolyne by chugging entire cans in a matter of seconds, and now it will be used to ensure my escape!"
"...why can't villains just stay down?"
"My will is greater than yours! I'll drink you both to death! I'll-"
*THUMP!*
Romeo proceeded to get a face full of car.
The car in question proceeded to open up, revealing a rightfully pissed Jolyne.."Oh noooo, I hit someone with my car. That's not good...what ever will I do?"
Jolyne knelt down beside the downed Romeo and tapped him with her foot, earning a whimper.
"Oh...oh nooo...I'm so sorry, that was totally an accident." Jolyne continued, her eyes burning with fury. "At least you're alive...unlike the man you framed me for murdering."
"Jol...yne...I'm...sorry..."
"If you were really sorry, you would let me move on. You would attempt to make up for your actions through kindness, instead of terrorizing the people I love out of desperation. I let you off easy before...with your tongue...because you seemed to regret your actions...but you're just going to repeat your mistakes, aren't you?"
Anasui came out of the car and walked over to the other two, taking note of the splatters of alcohol and blood all over them. "You two look like shit."
"No shit Sherlock..." A despondent Kyoka muttered.
Jolyne noticed the looks on both of their faces, and bolted towards them, stepping on Romeo's hand in the process. "Hey...are you two okay?"
"Jolyne, we're covered in your ex's blood."
"I'm sorry...I ruined it." Kyoka muttered, her head hung low in shame. "I ruined the dress...I...I really didn't want to let you down...but..."
"Stop it, both of you. They're just outfits." Jolyne said, pulling them both into a hug. "The only thing I really care about is that you two are gonna be there. You could be covered in tar and feathers, and I'd be just as satisfied as if you showed up looking like you're on the cover of VOGUE."
"This is a big deal Jolyne...I'm your brother for Christ's sake! I show up to your wedding smelling like piss and covered in blood, I'd ruin it...we'd be in full view of everyone."
"...in case you both forgot, I'm a Joestar. Do you really think I expected to have a normal wedding? I was prepared for something like this." Jolyne responded with a smile.
"I suppose that logic is sound..." Kyoka said with a sniffle, but she was beginning to smile. "Is it...really okay if we show up like this?"
"You're both family. That's all I care about. Although if you're really uncomfortable you can change into your outfits from I-Island, you still have those right?"
"Yes." Both teens said, and Jolyne gave them both a squeeze on the shoulder.
"The wedding will be a bit late anyway, you guys weren't the only people this bastard screwed with. I just found Kaminari trapped in a baby swing, passed out, and Yaoyorozu was trying to get him out with butter. We've been rescuing people all day."
"I would've paid money to see that." Kyoka said, stifling a giggle. "Unfortunately, Johnny was busy babysitting me while I was...I can't remember much of it, to be honest. I hope I wasn't too much of a burden on him."
"...I'm keeping you away from alcohol for the rest of your life, I hope you know that." Johnny responded.
A rustling sound drew all three's attention to Anasui, who had brought out a trash bag and was about to stuff Romeo's head into it. "Uh...Narciso?"
"Yes, my love?"
"...what are you doing?"
"I was going to stuff him inside this bag by breaking his limbs and rolling him up into a ball, like Play-doh, and then I was going to hang the bag over the alter so we could hand out sharp sticks to the guests and have them beat him like a pinata. Then we were going to toss him off a cliff during the afterparty, on fire. You know...just to be safe." Anasui casually replied.
"Why was that so specific?" Kyoka asked, concerned.
"Narciso, as disturbingly considerate as it is that you want to brutally murder my ex...I don't want to kill him."
"He broke your heart, he framed you for a crime when you had nothing but trust in him! I won't tolerate that!"
"I think it's better if he lives with the guilt." Jolyne said, slowly prying the garbage bag out of her future husband's hands. "He's already ruined his own life, and chances are, he'll be arrested for the attack on the students. Perhaps we can pull a few strings so he ends up in Green Dolphin."
"I suppose that revenge will suffice." Anasui said with a huff.
Jolyne chuckled and knelt down beside the beaten Romeo once more, and her face became a bit sadder when the man's blue eyes focused on her. "Jol...yne...forgive...me...please...I'm...nothing without you..."
"I loved you. I truly did...back then, I thought I would be meeting you at the end of the aisle. In the end...you used me, and that brought me a lot of pain, especially when my mother betrayed me not long after you did. I should hate you, and to an extent I do...but...I pity you more than anything."
Jolyne got up and jerked her head towards her car, any indicating to the other three that it was time to go. As Romeo closed his eyes, Jolyne said one final thing to her first love:
"Goodbye Romeo...I'm moving on now, and you're in the past. I suggest that you do the same...although I suppose that is expecting too much of you."
A small DISC popped out of Romeo's head as soon as he fell unconscious, and Jolyne bent over to pick it up.
Pucci's DISCs survived past his death...probably because they still had Stands in them. Red Solo Cup wasn't really Romeo's Stand...
Sorry Pucci, even in death you can't ruin our happiness. My family will endure.
Everyone stood up as two figures appeared in the doorway to the gazebo area, and Anasui immediately started fangirling, so much so that Weather Report, the best man, had to put a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.
Jolyne stood at the ready, in a butterfly print wedding dress, accompanied by her father. As the music began to swell, the two began walking down the aisle, passing by friends and family on the way.
Both Izuku and his mother were bawling, drowning out the music.
Johnny was sitting with the rest of his friends, although Gyro had taken to lounging across all of them so that his head would be in Momo's lap, much to the other's chagrin.
"Momo, can you teach your boyfriend proper wedding etiquette?" Kyoka grumbled, now wearing her punk-esque dress from I-Island.
"You know as well as I do that he and etiquette don't exactly mix." Momo replied with a smile. "Besides, with all the rushing around that went on beforehand, this isn't exactly a proper wedding...and that is strangely welcome."
"She's so pretty..." Ochako breathed out as Jolyne made her way down the isle.
"Allow me to rephrase, can you get your boyfriend off of me before I fold him into origami?" The purplette countered.
"I'd like to be a crane." Gyro responded, jokingly kicking at Kyoka's shin, and wincing when she punched his leg. "Ow..."
Jolyne got up to the alter and let go of her father's arm, and Jotaro put his hand on her shoulder, giving her one of his rare smiles.
"I never thought I would get the chance to walk you down the aisle...but now that I have...I just want to say that I'm proud of the woman you have become. Thank you...for giving me this opportunity, and for being the best daughter anyone could ask for."
A tear slid down Jolyne's cheek, and she leaned over to kiss her father on the cheek, before heading up to the altar.
The priest cleared his throat, sporting a black eye thanks to Romeo, and began to speak. "We gather here today to commemorate-"
"AAAACHOOOOO!"
Everyone turned to see Kyoka frantically duck under the seats, embarrassed.
Jolyne chuckled. "I love her."
"I'm so sorry..." The purplette muttered from beneath the seats.
The priest shot the punk-rocker a death glare as he continued with the normal wedding stuff. "Narciso Anasui, do you take Jolyne Kujo as your lawfu-"
"I DO! I FUCKING DO! YES SIR, ABSOLUTELY!"
"...okay...Jolyne Kujo...are you sure about this?"
"That's not the line."
"I-I know...but...this is the most bizarre wedding I have ever done. I mean, the groom is crazy, your brother is bleeding-"
"I am?" Johnny asked, and put a hand to his forehead, which unbeknownst to him had a cut on it. "Oh...I am."
"-one of his friends is wearing a baby swing-"
"Hey! You don't see me judging the way you dress, do you?!" Kaminari yelled, standing up to reveal that there was, in fact, a baby swing hugging his waist, earning a few chuckles from his peers.
"-your godfather is a robot-"
"Formerly a turtle." Polnareff added.
"-and your 'aunt' is younger than you! Not to mention she's a fool-"
Shizuka, who had been stacking cheese from the snack table on Katsuki's head in order to see how many pieces could get him to crack, turned to look at the priest, pulling her sunglasses down. "And proud of it."
"She gets it from me." Joseph said with pride.
"-and your uncle has the weirdest ha-"
"I wouldn't recommend finishing that sentence!" Kyoka called out, noticing that Josuke was about to get up from his chair. Josuke slowly lowered himself back down, glaring at the priest.
"Honestly, the only normal person here might be your grandmother!"
Holly Joestar Kujo gave the priest a sincere smile. "Oh no, I'm just as weird as they are!"
"If you wouldn't mind, I would greatly appreciate it if you finished marrying my niece and Narciso instead of criticizing my family." Giorno Giovanna said from behind the priest, causing the man of faith to freeze in terror.
"Y-yes sir...(how the hell did he get behind me?)...Jolyne Kujo, do you take Narciso Anasui to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do."
"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss now...I need a vacation..."
Jolyne and Narciso Kujo, (of course he would take her last name), locked lips, earning a rowdy cheer from everyone around them. Joseph pulled out his tommy gun and began firing it into the air, screaming at the top of his lungs, sending the priest running into the night.
Johnny, noticing this, began laughing at the chaos that erupted upon the ceremony's closure, Kyoka joining in, the purplette planting a long kiss on his cheek. They honestly should have expected this...
Forget white weddings, bizzare weddings were better.