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[pucci just lets this happen, because whatever this is ~*~gravity~*~ he guesses. he guards his bag from the hellhound mangos, giving them Looks in hopes they'll know shame. they don't. he sighs and glances up in time to see the cherries come out.

his brow is raised. when odin does his trick his expression goes from surprise to legit, sincere joy because. he's just. a stupid person with bad priorities. holy shit.

he claps his hands together.] Odin! Fantastic! Have you been practicing?

Absolutely not. [ absolutely he has. religiously, for hours on end, literally every night. insomnia is a useful tool for someone like odin, who gets all his best creative work done at night.

he is overwhelmingly proud of himself and it shows. he's almost teary, even, but it's hard to tell if that's because of misplaced emotion or if it's just a part of the sour face he's pulling over the taste of cherries. so disgusting. he eats a cherry, though. they're disgusting but he's gotten a taste for them after all this. ]

That's it, though. That's all I wanted to show you. I really wanted to make you proud of me. [ ~~daddy issues~~ ]

But! Sleepover time, so as to avoid the sad and scary murderer going hog wild out there. I want to gossip about your friends! Tell me some scandals. SHARE WITH ME THEIR SECRETS.

[he's definitely been practicing.

so the weird thing, given pucci usually takes odin's nonsense with the typical grain of salt, is he does look legitimately impressed. not humoring or whatever, he claps his hands together, pleased.]

Odin, you took something you had difficulty with and fought through it, even though you don't care for the taste. I am quite proud, that tenacity is something to be celebrated. You have it in you to work through these obstacles, small or not. Well done.

[it's cherries pucci fucking calm down. he's in a decent mood now despite murder so he smiles and shakes his head.] Ah, yes, I suppose that's classic sleepover talk. Hm... ah, well there is the fish question.

Eheheh. Thanks.

[ It turns out one of the ways to make Odin speechless is to genuinely feel proud of him, because Odin actually goes pretty quiet for a while, just warmly glowing and mulling around with the cherry stems. He wants to buy Pucci a present, or something. Maybe he'll do that next. Eventually, though, he snaps back to attention. ]

... What's the fish question?

Oh, this- [he opens his phone, tapping at it in that older person way before reaching his conversation with giorno.

he hands the phone over] Do you know Giorno Giovanna?

[ odin reads through the text, steel-faced and serious. this is... this is big. this is something Big. ]

Yes. I fell off of a tornado and he admired my resolve. We went on a quest together.

[ he takes a deep breath, steadying himself. this question deserves respect. ]

The answer is very clearly that it stuffs a cigarette in every hole. Every hole, Pucci. Every hole. In fact-- hold on.

[ he types something up, giggling to himself, then sends it out.

he shows it to pucci, excited and expectant. ]

Thoughts?

[a normal person would say 'odin don't bother this fifteen year old.' a normal person wouldn't want odin impersonating him or using his phone. a normal fucking non-jojo wouldn't be having this stupid fish saga, half to continue pissing off jotaro and half because why the fuck not.

pucci looks over this response and nods, solemnly.]

Odin, you have brought up a point none of us have considered. Why do we feel the need to limit the fish to a single cigarette? Are we so tied to our limited human perceptions we cannot imagine a different way.

[ this is stupid ]

Well, the truth is, I actually have definitive proof as to which way a fish would smoke a cigarette, if it only had devil's sin stick to smoke. I've met many smoking fish in my life. [ This Is A Lie ]

But I think as far as cowardly human beings go, we are setting a prime example of how they should act by forcing our own preconceptions on how a cigarette should be smoked. These things deserve better from us than a world full of orders. We should not force limitations on another living creature. This is how tyranny is born.

[ he nods. he nods again. nods a third time. ]

Okay, that's settled. Do you have a crush on anyone? I know you're a priest but just like pretend you aren't.

Ah, I see. Please tell as much to Jotaro Kujo, if you get the chance. I'm sure he'd be fascinated to hear about it.

[weaponizing odin against jotaro, true battle begins]

Quite so. Still, my primary concern is the fish burning itself if it uses it's gills. No doubt the cigarette would brush against it.

[... anyway...] I was never one for such things Odin, I apologize. Even when I was young and my plans to become a man of the cloth were merely possibilities I never truly 'crushed' on my peers.

You'll find that disappointing, no doubt. What of you then?

He's a badass! He ain't give a heck. Humans burn their lungs all the time when they smoke. I burn my hands every time I shoot fire from them, or cook, or touch things that are hot to see if I can touch them without getting burned. The nature of living beasts is one of curiosity and an eternal quest for joy. That will always take precedent over self-preservation. Let the fish hurt himself if he so chooses.

Or herself. Or themself. Honestly, we're talking about being oppressive and still enforcing gender norms on these poor guys. Stop it, Pucci.

[ but, okay, fine, his crush talk is getting rejected. he folds his arms over his chest, dissatisfied. the truth is, he gets crushes on everyone, but none of them are worth mentioning. ugh. he raises his hands a second later in defeat. ]

No. This is stupid. Do any of your friends have crushes on anyone? I need to hear about a crush or I'm going to lose my mind.

Well regardless of the moral state of his rear, I wish to guide this fish down a healthy and happy path. He need not prove some pointless display of pride with burns on his scales. There is love in the world, and in God's heart, for him.

My apologies, Odin. I did not mean to box the fish in, genderwise.

[this is stupid.]

Hm... I'm not entirely sure why you thought I would be a useful on this front. I believe Archie has that large man, does that count?

I think we've said all we need to say about that fish.

[ wow, it must be pretty stupid if odin's the one who gets bored first. that, or he's just focused on typing something on Pucci's phone and he doesn't care enough to keep their conversation going in the light of something better. ]

Oh, yeah. Large man. Lorge. I think they're just friends, though. And I know you aren't useful, but at least you're trying. I just want to cross off items from the Hero's Standard Guide to a Successful and Playfulle Slepoverre, and talking shit about your friends who aren't here is, like, number one at the top of the list. What's the point of having one if we can't do that?

Oh, and, um. By the way?

[ and he hands pucci his phone back. ]

Edited (wtf a sentence was gone did i hallucinate typing it) 2017-10-29 05:12 (UTC)

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