Some Fancy Hotel (despite the name, it really isn't)...

Giorno rapped his knuckles on his son's door. "Giorgio? Can I come in?"

"Go away," he heard a sleepy growl.

"I'm coming in anyway." He forced open the door and find himself in a room lit only by dim lamps. All the windows were boarded shut, leaving no source of sunlight to be found. Giorgio was not in his bed. Giorno knelt down and found him hiding under the bed, staring intently at him like a cat. "Wrrryyy..." he growled.

"Allarmante," Giorno said sarcastically before he held up a shield bug that turned into a plate of bloody meat. "I brought you breakfast." He set the plate down. Giorgio extended his fingers and the tendrils that were his blood veins shot out and impaled the meat before sucking up all the fluids, turning them into jerky. Giorno thought to himself, "There was a time he couldn't stand the sight of blood, now he can't get enough of it. Is it because he's now a vampire, or did his time in Amphibia desensitize him?"

When Giorgio was finished, he retracted the tendrils and resumed hiding. "What do you want, Dad," he asked. "It's still daytime."

"I need you to take a shower and get dressed. I'm taking you to the dentist."

Giorgio got out from under the bed and asked, confused, "Dentist? Why would I need to go to the dentist?"

"Because it's been five months, and I don't think you've been paying attention to your oral hygeine."

Giorgio stared, then poked himself in the cheek. "Now that you mention it, my teeth have been hurting lately. Oh, the irony. I'm an immortal being, yet I can still get cavities. Can't you use Gold Experience Requiem to fix them?"

Giorno smiled. "You're not getting the easy way out. Think of this as part of your punishment for running away."

"Mmm," Giorgio whined. "But you know I can't go out in the daylight!" Giorno handed him the umbrella. "Seriously?"

"Get cleaned and dressed. We leave in five minutes."

"Mmm," Giorgio whined again.


"So, Dad," Giorgio said as they rode in the darkened limo. "Has the Speedwagon Foundation found anything in regard to dimensional travel, or at least found a Stand user that matches the power of Funny Valentine's Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap?"

"No," said Giorno. "That Calamity Box was ahead of its time, combining magic with science. Nothing like that exists on Earth. And if there does exist a Stand with the same ability as D4C, the Speedwagon Foundation hasn't found it."

Giorgio sighed as he rested his chin in his hand and looked out the tinted window. "So, we've reached a dead end at this point."

Giorno hated to admit it, but he was right. There were no leads at this point, so all they could do was wait. When the limo arrived at the dentist's, Giorno stepped out first, opened the umbrella and handed it to Giorgio so he could get out.

Upon entering the waiting room (there were no windows for the sun to go in, but the overhead lights made Giorgio wince), they were surprised to find Mrs. Boonchuy reading a magazine. She looked up from the magazine and nearly gasped. "Mr. Giovanna? What are you doing here?"

"Taking my child to the dentist," he replied. "What are you doing here?"

"Same," said Mrs. Boonchuy. "Anne really didn't want to be here, but I insisted."

"It's the same with Giorgio," said Giorno as he walked to the front desk to check in. "He really didn't want to get out of bed."

Giorgio looked around and asked, "Wait, if Anne's here, where are the Plantars?"

"Taking Domino to the vet," said Mrs. Boonchuy. "While my husband helps out at the restaurant."

Giorgio's eyes widened. "You left THE PLANTARS in charge of that cat?! Oh, God, I gotta-" Before he could leave, he suddenly felt something hold him in place. He looked down to see small roots wrapping around his feet. "Dad, what are you-"

"You're not going anywhere," said Giorno sternly. "The Plantars can handle one cat."

"It's not the Plantars I'm worried about, Dad! That cat is a loose cannon! One that hates me..." Giorgio recalled trying to pet Domino, but every time he did, the cat would hiss at him. One time, he was just passing by when Domino suddenly leaped onto his face and began scratching him. "It's like she has it out for me and I don't know why. I gotta-"

"The only thing you 'gotta' do is get your teeth checked. Now sit down."

A few minutes later, an assistant came in. "Giorgio Giovanna?" he called out.

Giorgio stood up. "My friends call me JoJo."

"Uh-huh. Well, step right in, Dr. Johnson will see you now."


Giorgio sat in the dentist's chair, waiting patiently for the time his teeth were to get clean. As he looked to the right, he realized he was not alone. "Anne?"

Anne was sitting in another dentist's chair with a cloth tied around her head. She had a dopey grin on her face and giggling to herself. She pointed at something only she could see and said, "There he is, my little guy. There he is, my little guy. Isn't he cute?"

"Oh, man," Giorgio said with a smile. "Whatever painkillers they gave you, they must have been strong." The sound of footsteps made him turn around. "This must be my dentist," he said to himself.

The dentist was an African American man with short hair, a groomed beard, and on his white coat was his name tag that read "Johnson". "So, you're my next patient," he said with a gentle voice that reminded Giorgio of Mike Tyson. He shined the light in Giorgio's face, making him wince. "Say ahh." Giorgio opened his mouth and Dr. Johnson looked into his mouth. What he saw disturbed him. "My, God! You're as bad as my last patient!"

"Last patient," questioned Giorgio. "You mean Anne?"

"Yes! So many bug bits are lodged in between your teeth! Wait, did you go to the same place she did for five months?"

"Uh...yes?"

Dr. Johnson face palmed. "Honestly, you two! You spent so much time on vacation you forgot to brush and floss! You should have seen your friend! Eight cavities and a whole bunch of cricket legs!"

Well, when you're fighting for your survival, you kind of not pay attention to these things. Giorgio's train of thought was interrupted when he thought he saw something scuttle by, but he couldn't get a good look at it.

"Alright, I just finished with Miss Boonchuy here," said Dr. Johnson. "Let me just get my tools and we can get started with you. Let me know when it hurts."

Giorgio leaned back in his seat, opened his mouth and allowed the dentist to work on his teeth. Then he saw it crawling on the dentist's shoulders: it was small, about the size of a gecko, and blue in color. Its head was olive-shaped with small, black, beady eyes, and a mouth full of strangely shaped teeth. Instead of two human legs, it had four crab-like legs. It was smiling at him with anticipation. His eyes widened a little.

Dr. Johnson noticed this and followed his eyes. "Wait. Can you...see this little guy?"

"MUDA!" DARE appeared and grabbed the small Stand and gave it a squeeze, making the dentist cry out in pain. "This is ridiculous," muttered Giorgio. "A dentist Stand user of all things." He shouted to Anne, "Anne! Get your loopy carcass out of that chair and run! The dentist is a Stand user!"

Anne giggled, "I got a Stand too! I call it Number Nine! Number Nine! Number Nine! Number Nine! Number Nine! Number Nine! Number Nine! Number Nine!"

"Aw, you're useless! Augh!" The small blue Stand bit down on Giorgio's hand and began traveling up his arm, taking huge bites out of his flesh. DARE appeared and quickly brushed it off. The Stand got back up and was about to eat some more when Dr. Johnson grabbed it and said, "No! Dentist, don't hurt him!"

Giorgio almost laughed. "You named your Stand 'Dentist'?"

Dentist, the Stand, tried to squirm and bite its way out and made squeaky noises of protest. "Dentist, I told you, you're not allowed to attack anyone," said Dr. Johnson.

"He hurt me first," Dentist squeaked. "He deserves to get bit!"

"A sentient Stand," said Giorgio. "Hmm. I only know two sentient Stands, Zio Mista's Sex Pistols and Koichi Hirose's Echoes. And if it is sentient, I can converse with it." He approached Dr. Johnson and said, "Sorry for attacking you like that. I just assumed that..."

"You assumed too much," Dentist shouted. "Attacking me out of the blue like that when I was just trying to do my job!"

"Shush, Dentist," scolded Dr. Johnson. He said to Giorgio, "I apologize. Dentist has a fowl mouth, but is good in heart. Did you say it's a Stand? Is that what it is?"

Giorgio raised an eyebrow. "Did you happen to get pricked by an arrow that came out of an app on your phone?"

Dr. Johnson's eyes widened. "How do you..."

"I met someone who experienced the same thing you did."


Giorgio sat down in the chair, letting DARE touch his temples and dull his sense of touch, allowing Dr. Johnson and Dentist to work on him without causing any pain. Dentist crawled around Giorgio's mouth, pulling his teeth out of his mouth and eating them. Then, Dr. Johnson spat out a new tooth and placed it back into Giorgio's mouth.

"It's so nice to meet someone with a power like mine. I read about stuff like this online, but never actually seen another power like mine," said Dr. Johnson. "Dentist is a Stand that eats anything that has calcium such as organs, bones, and skin, and due to its higher concentrations of this mineral, it prefers to go for the teeth first."

"Hence the name Dentist," Giorgio communicated through DARE. "But every time it eats something with calcium in it, it somehow regenerates in your body, all clean and new. This explains how you're able to put my teeth back into place, all shiny and new."

"That's right," said Dentist. "Now shut up and let me do my work!" It yanked out another tooth out and ate it. "Your friend Anne had my work cut out for me! All those cricket legs and cavities, seriously, where the hell did you go to get all this crap between your teeth?!"

"Dentist," chided Dr. Johnson. "Behave yourself! He doesn't have to tell us if he doesn't want to. The same goes for that Anne girl." He spat the tooth out and placed it back into Giorgio's mouth.

"I would tell you, but you probably wouldn't believe me," said Giorgio. "So, you didn't answer my question. You touched the arrow app and it gave you your Stand?"

Dr. Johnson made a thoughtful look. "I'm just an ordinary dentist. I don't know why I was chosen. Five months ago, I had just finished cleaning a patient's teeth when I got an app on my phone I didn't remember downloading. Curiosity peaked, I touched it. All of a sudden, I couldn't move and I couldn't speak. An arrow came out of my phone and stabbed itself in my throat. When I came to, the app was gone, and I found this little guy," he gestured to Dentist. "Trying to eat my teeth."

"Kee, hee, hee," giggled Dentist.

"I thought I was going mad, as I was the only one who could see, hear, and even feel it. Eventually, I managed to keep it under control, after several, several, SEVERAL hours of training and behavioral management. Eventually, I learned that I can replace the calcium it devours and we made a mutual arrangement. I help repair my patients' teeth and in return, Dentist can eat all the calcium it wants."

"And you don't have to worry about it going on a rampage and eating everyone's teeth," asked Giorgio.

"No, no. I won't have to worry about that," said Dr. Johnson.

"There, he answered all your questions," snapped Dentist. "Now shut up and let us do our work!"

Giorgio glared at him. "You know, you're lucky I'm getting my teeth checked out, otherwise I would have to deck you."


Stand: Dentist

User: Albert Johnson

Power: D

Speed: A

Range: E

Durability: C

Precision: A

Potential: E

Ability: Dentist is a stand that feeds largely on calcium (flesh, bones, organs and other tissues), and due to its higher concentrations of the aforementioned mineral, it prefers to go for the teeth first. Anything Dentist eats, its user is able to regenerate inside his body and replace it upon regurgitation.


"Thank you for your time," said Dr. Johnson with a friendly wave as he watched his patients return to their parents. "And don't forget to brush and floss this time!"

"Or you'll have to deal with me," snapped Dentist, even though Anne and Mrs. Boonchuy couldn't hear it.

"Anne, how are you feeling," Mrs. Boonchuy asked her daughter.

"I have seen raccoons and oysters dancing in the head of a pin with the angels," wept Anne over-dramatically. "They are laughing!"

"Ooh, boy," laughed Giorgio. "I'm so glad I didn't get what she had."

"I'll take her home," said Mrs. Boonchuy as she led the woozy Anne to her car. "Hopefully my husband and the Plantars are back home by then."

"Good luck, Ma'am," said Giorno.


"A dentist Stand user," Giorno asked his son as the two of them rode in the darkened limo back to the hotel.

"Yep," said Giorgio. "One whose Stand eats calcium. The good news is he's a nice guy, so we don't have to worry about him going rogue. Although his Stand could use some behavioral control lessons."

"Either way, the Speedwagon Foundation should keep a close eye on him."

"So, what were you and Mrs. Boonchuy talking about while Anne and I had to contend with Dentist? Well, mostly me. Anne was too hopped up on pain killers to do anything."

Giorno didn't respond at first, then he said, "Oh, nothing important. Just talks about what we do for a living, and how our children are doing, and how we should keep a closer eye on them in case...in case something bad happens."

"Oh. You're still worried something bad might happen to me? I think I can handle it, stop worrying so much."

"I'm a father. I'm supposed to worry. Now, let me see your teeth, won't you?" Giorgio smiled and Giorno was taken aback by how shiny they were. "Wow. That dentist works wonders with that Stand of his."


Meanwhile, the man in pink headed for the dentist's office and called the front desk clerk, who said, "May I help you?"

"Yes, I'm here for my regular appointment to get my teeth clean."

The clerk looked at her schedule. "Ah, yes. I have you written here. Wait here, I'll call your dentist."

The man in pink went over to sit in a chair...upside-down and read a book he kept in his pocket. A nearby boy saw this and tried to imitate him, only to be scolded by his mother. Ten minutes later, an assistant called out, "Mr. Funny Valentine?"

"Present," said the man in pink.

"Your dentist will see you now."

Valentine closed his book, got out of his chair and walked in with the assistant.

The boy whispered to his mother, "Do you think that guy joined a circus at one point?" That earned him a slap upside the head.

⬅ To be continued...