" ": You talking

' ': You thinking

* *: Narrator/Voice-off

Your POV:

Pesci: FRATELLO !! WHERE DID YOU GO ?! FRA ! You were right, Fratello ! Bucciarati was inside the train ! They pressed the switch to the AC ! Two trains down, in the cab ! In this situation... Nobody else would think of turning on the AC ! But who do I have on my hook ! ... Wait, I have someone, right... ? The button was pressed...

Mista: This almost looks like a fly buzzing around...

"Judging by how that hook moves, whoever is on the other side of the line must be quite confused at the situation."

Mista: You think they've found the turtle ?

"Nah. They just laid that trap, because the first thing we'd try would be to cool everyone... And of fucking course they made sure it wasn't working anyways... Mista, this Stand's basically a fishing line, so I doubt the user would be nearby. Probably somewhere in this train where it can find ice."

Mista: I see. That line is annoying, can't you do something ?

"if it pass through me, I can't harm it."

Mista: No helping it then.

"Wait, no-"

*BANG*

"... Dumbass."

Mista: Eh ?

Pesci: Ohh ! So there's TWO of them ! That was Mista right now ! He tried to use a bullet to cut the line... It's Guido Mista, their gunman ! Shoot my line all you want... My Beach Boy's line can pass through anything, aside from its prey, like it's water ! You can't cut it ! But the shock from that attack will travel through the line, and that line is... Well, I'm, Not really sure about that one, but my best guess is that it's buried somewhere inside your companion... So anyway ! Where do you think that shock is gonna go ?!

*TWOIIIIINNNNNNG*

"... Ow."

Mista: It didn't work ! And now the hook's coming for me !!

"Forget that line, we've gotta find the user ! he's somewhere in that train !"

Mista: You heard that ! Sei, Sette, are you ready ?!

Sei: FIND HIM ! FIND HIM ! WE GOTTA FIND HIM ! BUT CAN WE DO THAT ?!

Sette: WE HAVE TO ! KEEP LOOKING !

Pesci: Hmm... What... ? What was that noise up front ? Was that Mista's gun ? What was he shooting at ? Could he have been trying to shoot me ? Have you fallen into despair, Mista ? What would you do if you hit one of the passengers... ?

Pesci: Mista... I've stared at your photo long enough to burn a hole into it... But you don't know what I look like... There's no way you can find out where I am in this train... Everyone in the train is aging differently so some of them still look pretty young... Not that you can even make it here in the first place. AND MY HOOK SHOULD BE GOING DEEP INSIDE YOUR EARS RIGHT NOW !!

Cinque: Waaaahh... You gotta go lower or we can't scatter the ice !

Sei: Just aim a bit lower !

Sette: Over here ! Over here ! FULL SPEED AHEAD ! WE FOUND THE ICE, MY BITCHES ! NOW SMASH IT UP !!

Pesci: UWAAAAAAAHHHH !! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST DO ?!

Uno: He turned pale and started screaming ! It's him, isn't he ?

"Well, looks like they found the ice and shattered it... Just as I though, he needed to cool down too, so that ice was important. So much..."

Mista: That he completely forgot about us. The hook and line, are both gone now.

Uno: THAT'S HIM ! HE'S THE GUY WITH THE HOOK AND LINE !

Sei: The fishing rod-looking thing is his Stand !

Pesci: S... Shit ! This can't be happening ! The ice I was using to coll down... MY ICE !!

Pesci: Now, they'll melt as soon as I grab them... I- I gotta pull back and get more ice, or else I'll age to death ! RUN AWAY !!

Old guy: S... Save meeeeeeee... W- What's going onnnnnn .! Everything's all blurry... I can't seeeeee...

Pesci: W- Who the fuck are you ?!

Old man: T... Tell me what's happeninggg... To meeeeeeee... i'm so tired, I don't even want to move... I ordered a juicy steak to eat, but I don't want it anymore...

Pesci: Get your paws offa me ! Ya god damn zombie ! I SAID GET OFF !!

*BANG BANG*

Pesci: AHIIEEEEYAAAAAAHHHH !!

Uno: YAHOO ! GOT HIM IN THE HAND !

Tre: Stop ! Tell Mista to stop or we'll hit the passengers ! Call Mista over !

Due: Wait until Mista's here ! MISTAAA !!

Mista: Sex Pistols ! Get back on the bullets ! All of you !

Pesci: A... Ah...

Mista: ... Whether you answer me or not... I got one simple question to ask you... Just one. And if you don't answer me in two seconds, I'm gonna put a bullet in each of your eyeballs. Uno, due. I won't wait any more than that ! If you don't feel chatty, then I'll just figure out the answer myself ! Capisce ? Okay, here we go. Where's your buddy hiding ? Uno !

Pesci: H... Hell if I know ! He didn't tell me either !

Mista: Due ! Now die ! Ready to meet your maker ?

Old man: Pleaseeeee... You have to help meeee... I love good, juicy steaks, but I lost my appetite all of a sudden... Now I just want to eat something plaaaaain... What's going onnnnn ?!

Mista: Hey ! Get off me ! You'll be hungry for steak real soon !

Fratellold: No... I won't be eating anything ! And neither will you, Mista ! Permanently !

Pesci: Huh ?

Mista: W... WHO THE HELL ARE YOU ?!

Fratellold: [GRATEFUL DEAD] !!

Pesci: Huh ? W... What ?! No way ! That old man was... !

Mistaged: UOOOOOOOOO !! YOU SON OF A BITCH !!

Fratellold: It's faster when I do it directly. I can use my power at full force... When my Grateful Dead has direct contact !

Pesci: F... Fra ?! That's you, right ?

Mistaged: P... Pistols ! Damn... It... He's too... fast...

Pesci: F- Fra ! I didn't even notice ! So that's whereyou were ?! I never expected you to age yourself and hide with these passengers !

Pesci: Fratello ! Prosciutto ! Hot damn ! I always knew you were that badass ! You transformed into an old man and grabbed onto me so I wouldn't get shot !

Pesci: Wha ?! Why'd you hit me, Fra ?! AGHHH ! STOP !! Why are you angry at me, Fra ?!

Prosciutto: You pathetic little shit ! What was that, huh ? What the hell was that back there ?!

Pesci: I... I didn't think they'd go for the ice ! I mean, who'd see that coming ?! They figured out how to slow down your Grateful dead's aging too quickly !

Prosciutto: Yeah... You're right about that... They realized they could use ice right away. That Bucciarati... Looks like he's got one hell of a team together ! But I knew that they'd realize it sooner or later. You still don't get it, do you, Pesci ? You mammone !

Pesci: Eep ! P- Please, no more, Fratello !

Prosciutto: I'm angry at your spiritual weakness, Pesci. I can't blame you for getting shaken up when they shot your ice ! You'd start aging too, after all ! Even I agree that was a tough spot, there. But, if it were anyone else on our team... ! They wouldn't dispel their Stand when it was so close to grabbing the enemy by the throat ! Not even if they got their arms blasted off or their legs ripped apart ! But you've lost your nerve, Pesci ! You're a mammone ! A big baby ! Are you listening ? Are you ?! It's not the ice that's the problem ! This weakness runs deep within your heart ! Grow up, Pesci ! You will never attain glory unless you grow up ! And you will never beat Bucciarati's crew, either ! I'm gonna say it straight !

Prosciutto: Our team... ! We're nothing like those fools trying to pick up girls on the street or partying at the club. Those pathetic losers just scream and shout, going "I'll kill you ! I'll kill you !" Just to soothe their wounded egos. When we truly think "I'll kill you !" From the bottom of our hearts... ! By that time, the deed has already been done !

Pesci: W- Wait, Fra... I just remembered... Mista wasn't alone, there was a second one !

Prosciutto: Second one ?!

"A tad too late. DARKEST... !"

Prosciutto: GRATEFUL... !!

Both: VOID/DEAD !!!

...

*Bam*

Pesci: Y- You got him, Fra !

Prosciutto: We're assassins. Sneaking up and silently taking down our targets is our job.

Prosciutto: Let's go, Pesci ! He came out of the car in front. And I remember something ! You mentioned something else... Inside the cab, right ? I don't know how they're doing it... But the daughter's hiding inside the cab !

*Stand user: Prosciutto

Stand: (The) Grateful Dead: -Power B

-Speed E

-Range B

-Persistence A

-Precision E

-Potential C

Backgammon time !*

Bucciarati: YOU DON'T HAVE TO BOTHER WITH NARANCIA ! ALL THE ICE IN THAT GLASS IS YOURS !

Bucciarati: Don't worry... About Narancia. Just cool yourself down... That small glass is all for you...

Trish: I already tried using a fan and a wet towel, but they don't work... Only ice has any effect. If I don't do this, he'll be the first to die !

Bucciarati: Both Narancia and I knew and followed the boss' orders knowing it'd put our lives on the line. Just keep yourself safe... You're not here because you want to be. We're just doing our jobs... Mista and Y/n are gonna take care of... The guy causing the aging... They're gonna... Stop him... Or else, we...

Mistaged: ... ... ... Hey...

"... ... ..."

Mistaged: ... ... How long... Are you gonna pretend to be dead ?

"... Long enough... So they're far enough, and can't hear us. But also, before they rush back here once they find out what I've done."

Mistaged: Just one sec...

Cinque: Waaaaaaahh ! G- Get up, please ! I know I'm almost out of ice, but you gotta get back on your feet !

"Really... I didn't expect they'd shoot us down while we were already on the ground... For once they got more cautious..."

Mistaged: They weren't the only ones... Or maybe it was plain luck... But that piece of ice I grabbed, and stuck in my hat... That cooled you off, Cinque... Stopping the bullets...

"Hamon... Is about controlling your blood flow... I was just fast enough to use it... Liquids aren't compressible, so even a tiny amount of my own blood could stop that... Lucky me, he didn't shot me first..."

Mistaged: Bullets are out... What left ?

"... Act II..."

Mista: ... ... ... Huh ? Hey, what the... How did you do that ?

"I guess it's about time I explain it. Abbachio's not here to overhear... My ability... Is to say 'Fuck you' to every other ability. And then to bitchslap everyone into submission."

Mista: Oh. But then...

"I don't think we've got much time to loaf around. Grab some ice from the fridge."

Mista: ... Why are you so sure, they'll rush back here ?

"I have my ways. Open up, Core..."

*Blonk*

"Why'd you think I took so long to get there ? I went back and picked something."

Prosciutto: ... 'Where and how are they hiding ? I think I'm getting closer to the answer. They must be using a fourth-dimensional trick or something of the sort. Bucciarati picked up a black object from the boss at the platform. that's gotta be it ! That's what I need to look for !'

Prosciutto: hey, Pesci ! What do you think it was ? Is it still here ? Last time we were here, you sensed a presence.

Pesci: W... Well, about that, fra... You shouldn't... Get your hopes up about that presence. I... I got poor senses...

Prosciutto: Pesci, Pesci, Pesci, Pesci... I believe in you. If you're still worried

that I'll get mad, just have faith in yourself. Nobody on earth can beat your Beach Boy when you really put your mind to it, isn't that right ? I have a feeling about that presence you sensed. The pressure is on, Pesci ! We got their backs to the wall !

Prosciutto: have faith in your own powers, Pesci !

Pesci: Y- You really mean it ?

Prosciutto: Yeah.

Pesci: B... But I really don't know about that presence anymore. My Beach Boy doesn't work too well when it's not wrapped around its target.

Prosciutto: Just think back. Did something look out of place ? Anything ? Like, maybe, a black object ?

Pesci: Oh ! A black... Object... I saw something like that ! That's right, Fra ! I was gonna check under the driver's seat. There was something I wanted to check out under there ! Something was up with that seat !

Pesci: ... ... S- Sorry, Fra. I didn't find anything. It was all just my imagination. You shouldn't put too much trust in my senses.

Prosciutto: I beg to differ. Great work, Pesci !

Pesci: ... Huh ? What did I do ?

Prosciutto: We've solved this mystery ! Where is Bucciarati ? How is he hiding ? And, what did he get from the boss ?! You've figured it all for me, Pesci !

Pesci: F- Fra ? What do you mean ? I... I don't get what's going on !

Prosciutto: Why are there animal droppings under the driver's seat ? It can't be a rat, or it would have expended its lifespan and died by now. And these droppings are fresh. Something left them here

Pesci: Huh ?

Prosciutto: HUMANS AREN'T THE ONLY ONES WHO CAN WIELD A STAND ABILITY ! AND THIS ANIMAL... LIKES TO STAY IN COVER !

Pesci: ... Fra... There's nothing here.

Prosciutto: W... Huh ? But then... Where did it... FUCKING SHIT !!!

Pesci: What ?!

Prosciutto: THE RESTAURANT CAR !! IF WHATEVER WAS HERE SUDDENLY AND RECENTLY DISAPPEAR, IT CAN ONLY MEAN, THEY TOOK IT WITH THEM !! ONE OF THESE BASTARDS...