even though i would've liked to put a mista themed chapter for chapter 4 i didn't want to write the theme i already had for him so oof
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Narancia screed like a 14 year old girl in 2015 getting a one-direction concert ticket for Christmas. Except for the fact that he was just gifted a cat 🐈 meow. It was a narancia tabby cat.

"Do you like him?" Bucciarati asked. While giggling Narancia nodded. "I'm glad." Bruhcciarati said. "You better take care of him good, we all know you and responsibility don't mix so if you ever need help just come to one of us ok?" He said.
Narancia nodded, kicking his hands and feet in the air to try and balance the cat whilst it meow.

"Just whatever you do, absolutely do not Shane Dawson the cat ok?" Mista said. Narancia looked at him questionably. "What the fuck is that?" he asked. "You don't want to know" Mista responded.

Anyway,

"I'm gonna name you pizza" He said while the gang watched in silence. "What the fuck that's a horrible name for a cat" Mista said. "I'll name MY cat whatever I want to name him" orenge peel responded. "You should name your cat something good, (like an actual name) not the name of a famous food, that's lame" Fugo said this time. Narancia stopped what he was doing to think of something to say back, then it hit him.

"At least i'm not naming him narancia 2, I almost did but that's just..... ugh"

The the gang facepalmed while fugo let out a huge sigh. "I knew this was a bad idea." He said. He walked over to Narancia on the ground and bent down. He pried the cat from Narancia's grubby little hands and walked back over to the rest of them while the cat mow "nooo" at his part from sadcat orange. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO PIZZA!?!" He screeched.

"Taking him to the pet store, we need to get him things. You do want him to feel at home don't you?" Fugo asked.

"Can I come?" orangutan said.

"No, ok bye now." Fugo said. Giorno was told (more like ordered by Abbacchio) to stay back with Narancia, so he did just that.

Narancia had the cat for a total of two weeks with the cat. Not including the days they were out. But one day when they came back from a mission, Narancia noticed pizza wasn't in his room. He checked the cat's favorite spots in the house. Over the air vents, Abbacchio's closet, Giorno's floor, the welcome carpet (above and below), the bathroom cabinets, and most importantly, in Narancia's lap. He had grown to love the cat and the cat had grown to love him. But even when Narancia checked his own lap, no pizza. This got Narancia worried, he was scared for where his cattatttatttatttat could've gone to, and when it will come back.

~on the other side of the house~

"shit"

"piss"

"fuck"

"mamma mia"

grunt.

The rest of the gang was crowded in a circle surrounding a corpse of a familiar tabby cat. Many thoughts filled their heads but there was one common thought,

"fuck"

And also how someone needed to tell Narancia that his cat was horridly mutilated and what looks to be Shane Dawsoned. Mista sighed at the sight, hoping he won't be voted to tell the small boy. He also went out of his way to warn Narancia about Shane Dawsoning and his cat and he let it happen, he'd have to be punished later. It was discussed that if Narancia questions anyone, they should change the topic as soon as possible. Bucciarati said he would deal with the body.

~time for interrogation~

"where's pizza?"

"I don't know, where's your brain?" Mista said. Narancia frowned at went to go find someone else.

"Where's pizza?"

"I don't know, where's your mom?" Abbacchio said, Narancia cried and ran away to find someone else.

"Where's pizza?"

"I don't know, where is your math homework?" Fugo asked.
"Oh yea, I'll do it later." Narancia replies, walking away.

"Where's pizza?"

"There's some in the fridge if you want any, it's got some pepperoni on it; I hope you don't mind." Digorno said, eating a slice of pizza.
"Oh, ok" Narancia said, getting a slice of pizza and then going to find someone else.

"Where's pizza?"

"Isn't it in your hand?" Bucciarati said, point at Narancia's hand and nervously sweating.
"Oh yea, right!" Narancia said, leaving to go to his room.

"Wheres pizza?" He said to himself in the mirror.

"I don't know, ask Aerosmith to find him." He said. "Ok" He said back to himself.

"Wheres pizza?"

".............."

"Ok"

Narancia looked everywhere but could not find him. He even went outside. But when he did he was told that the team is going on another mission, so then he decided to go out on a walk because he wasn't going on this one. Maybe he could find pizza on that walk, it is worth a try. After the team was out the door, Mista was pushed back in for a moment, through the window.

"By the way, your cats dead." He said, and then ran outside. A few seconds later Narancia heard a car speeding away.
Narancia was silent, but he soon spoke up.

"I have a cat?"

-the team is getting back ha ha ha-

The gang arrived home, not very excited to see the state Narancia was in after hearing the news about his cat. Bucciarati hesitantly approached the door, key in hand, hand shaking. He looked at the boys behind him, begging with his eyes if someone else wanted to do it, but alas, no one did.
He opens the door to this:

Narancia was laying on the floor, in his pajamas (that he doesn't remember putting on). He was listening to his boombox (that was still broken because of Mista, making it sound a whole lot more sad), with Abbacchio's headphones that he stole. Abbacchio would have to beat him later. He was listening to something the team didn't know he had, a very sad song indeed. He was cradling a picture of him and pizza, crying and getting his salty tears all over it. He was also gnawing on something, it was his math homework. Fugo would have to beat him later for that (with his preferred weapon, the fork). And he was washing it down with Abbacchio's favorite wine. Abbacchio would have to beat him later for that. And on top of all that, he was also eating vanilla ice cream, because Abbacchio and Bucciarati like vanilla 😏😏😏😏😏.

Narancia was on the verge of falling asleep, so the gang made Fugo take him to bed. Because him and Fugo are best bros. And they're also the "forks"  It's kind of an open interpretation kind of slogan, they wanted it to be inspiring to people.

Fugo set Narancia down on his bed and made his way to the door.
"Fugooo" Narancia said.
Fugo hesitantly turned around and faced Narancia.
"Yes Narancia?" Fugo said.
"I'm sad."
"I know, Narancia."
"Can you come here?"
"....Why?"
"Cause I wanna hug dumbass"
"I'm not the dumbass here, dumbass."
"Fugo just come sleep with me already!" Narancia screeched.
"Alright, fine Narancia." Fugo said, doing the sims changey clothesey spinny thing. He then got under the covers with Narancia. The drunk child latched onto him, like he was about to die. But Fugo knew it was understandable, he was just in denial so he'd help a friend out.

Well let me just say Fugo was helping out a "friend" who was in denial for a month after that. Fugo was not sure whether he was actually in denial or started to enjoy Fugo's company way more than he should.

Also, Narancia also got what he deserved, the next day (whether he recovered or not) was when Narancia was realizing how many people he angered and now have to be injured by. But he doesn't really care who it is, he gets beaten by Fugo all the time. And let's just say, Giorno was very busy that day (with healing and stuff)

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