Narancia was laying on his bed doing the math homework Fugo gave him. It was really confusing to him so he decided not to do it. But if he didn't do it, and Fugo asked about it, What would he do with it. He can't just hand in the empty sheet, he'd done it before and well, Fugo had to retire a fork that day. And even though Narancia hated the forks, they were Fugo's rightful companion besides Purple Haze. Narancia checked the time and then panicked
Narancia needed to think fast, Fugo would be coming to his room soon. In probably about five or six minutes. He comes at the same time all the time which narancia thinks is weird but it's Fugo so...

But suddenly, Narancia heard footsteps in the hallway. It was far but he didn't think Fugo would come this early! Narancia panicked, he didn't know what to do. His small brain space was so incredibly limited that he couldn't think of anything. But suddenly, his stomach made a weird noise. And it came to him. The footsteps were getting closer, so Narancia shoved the paper into his mouth and chewed as fast as possible for easy swallowing. Thankfully, he got it down when Fugo opened the door. Narancia froze, he didn't know what to do now. Fugo could've helped him with the math and he could've eaten it later but now it's gone and in his stomach and he doesn't know what to do.

"Uhh, Hey Fugi boy" Narancia said, sweating intensely and hoping that Fugo wouldn't notice. But Fugo paused for a second in the doorframe, probably at that nickname.

"Narancia" Fugo said with a menacing look.
"Yes Fugoo??" Narancia acted as innocent as possible, batting his eyelashes and also giving Fugo his best puppy dog eyes. Now Fugo was even more suspicious. He walked over to Narancia, looking around where he was sitting (probably for the math homework) Fugo now knew something was up, so he leaned into Narancia's ear.

"What did you do this time?" He sighed, sitting himself down on Narancia's bed.
"What made you think I did something??" Narancia scratched the back of his neck, just a weird gesture people do when either embarrassed or trying not to look guilty or suspicious.

"Narancia, Just give up the act. I know you did something, You're horrible at lying." Fugo said. This made Narancia think back to the time he was so good at lying but it turned out to be a stand.

"Fugo you dumbass I'm not hiding anything from no one!" Narancia said. Fugo leaned in to his ear again and he moved his hand at the back of Narancia's neck, where he previously was scratching nervously, it made Narancia's breath hitch. He spoke quietly and low.

"No, Narancia. The real dumbass here is you. I never said you were hiding anything, I was just wondering where your math homework was. Either you misplaced it or are hiding it... somewhere." Fugo said. Narancia was breathing heavier. If Fugo had Aerosmith and could see how ragged his breathing was he'd know what's up. But he only has the movement from Narancia's chest and quiet breaths from Narancia's lips.

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"Panni, Panni, Panni, I'm telling you, I didn't do anything." Narancia whispered back in his ear, their cheeks were brushing together. Narancia then decided to mess with Fugo, so he slowly ran his hands down Fugo's chest (Or torso??), even though Fugo's choice of clothes made it quite.... weird. This time Fugo's breath hitched, but he grabbed Narancia's hands before they could get any lower.

"Narancia" Fugo said.

"Hmmm?" Narancia batted his eyelashes again. He could feel Fugo's breath on the back of his neck. But Fugo suddenly pulled away with a smug smirk, that quickly shifted to a frown. He crossed his arms.

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"Narancia where the fuck is your math homework?"

"Uhhhh I ummm....."

"Aha! So you did something to your math homework!"

"Uhhh- Gotta go bye!" Narancia said, then sprinted out of the room.

"Narancia!" Fugo tan after him.

After a while Fugo lost Narancia somewhere in the house. Fugo decided to ask around and see if anyone knew where Narancia and his math homework was. Unfortunately, Abbacchio was closest. He was listening to music in his headphones while manspreading on the couch. Fugo trudged his way over.

"Hey Abbacchio, do you know where Narancia went? Or where he put his math homework?"
Abbacchio lowered his headphones and gave a blatant stare at Fugo.
"No, of course not. Now go, shoo!" Abbacchio swatted him away. Fugo gave up and left. Fugo went upstairs to where everyone's rooms and offices were. Mista's room was straight ahead, and he was probably with Giorno. Fugo opened the door and saw the two making out on Mista's bed.

"Fuugoooo, why must you interrupt ussss!" Mista whined.

"I'm looking for Narancia and i'm trying to find what he did to his math homework." Fugo said.

"Um, excuse you, I ate it" Mista said. Giorno looked at Mista weirdly.

"What." Fugo said. He was reaching for his forks. In he blink of an eye there was a fork lodged in Mista's leg. Mista started screaming. Giorno did nothing.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO ME YOU LITTLE SHIT?!" Fugo screamed. Mista kept screaming.
"IS THIS SOME KIND OF JOKE? ARE YOU MESSING WITH ME?!" Fugo kept screaming. Mista screamed even more and ran out of the room. Fugo sighed and calmed down.

"I don't suppose you saw him either?" Fugo asked Giorno. Giorno shook his head no. And he got up to follow Mista. Fugo thought they're probably going to go bother Bucciarati about it so he'd go ask Trish. Trish was in her room, in the turtle. And the turtle was in the closet. Fugo approached the closet.

"Oh? You're approaching me?" Closet said.
"I can't open your door without getting any closer" Fugo said.
"Oho! Then come as close as you'd like!" Closet said.

Fugo opened the closet door and saw the turtle, he looked inside just to make sure Trish was in there- and she was. Fugo got in the turtle room and saw Trish chilling on the couch and looking at TeenVogue magazines (idk if that's real or not) and listening to some music. Fugo walked over to Trish and tapped her shoulder.

"Hey Trish, have you seen Narancia anywhere? He did something with his math homework and I'm trying to find out what." Fugo huffed and angrily shoved his hands in his pocket.

"I haven't seen him, sorry Fugo." Trish said. Fugo sighed and left the turtle. Fugo noticed the door was closed. He started sweating profusely. He tried to open the door but it refused. Fugo tried again. Fugo then got angry because Narancia locked him in the closet while he was talking to Trish. Fugo literally growled and started aggressively punching the door. But he stopped when he heard a voice on the other side of the door.

"FUGO! No punching the doors! How many times must I tell you this!!" None other than Bruno Bucciarati said with his own damn voice. "sorry" Fugo said back. Fugo realized how much his hands hurt after that so he started crying. Also because he couldn't punch the door and he can't get his anger out any other way.
Through his quiet sobbing he heard Bucciarati speak up. "Narancia what are you doing?" Fugo perked up at this. Narancia, the punching bag of the group, was outside the door of the closet that was locked by no other. The turtle was long gone now, escaping through the turtle-sized hole in the bottom of the door. Suddenly, Fugo got an idea. Fugo looked through the hole to see Narancia's shoes and the turtle walking away. Bruno's distant shoes were also viewable. Narancia was fading away from the door so he wouldn't see it coming. Fugo all of a sudden quickly grabbed Narancia's ankle through the hole and yanked as hard as he could. He heard a satisfying thump shortly after. Fugo started laughing to himself and then let go of Narancia.

"UNLOCK THIS DAMN DOOR ASSHOLE!" Fugo screamed.

"No!" Narancia responded, getting up off the ground successfully. Fugo grabbed his ankle again and yanked, Narancia falling once again.

"Stop that!" Narancia whined.
"No asshat! Not until you unlock this damn door!" Fugo yelled back.
"Ugh! Finee" Narancia said. He unlocked the door and Fugo came tumbling out. Fugo hit the railing and was stopped. Fugo immediately got up and before Narancia could do anything Fugo tackled him to the ground infront of the closet. But Trish suddenly appeared from the turtle, just her top half. "Guys, please don't do this right infront if the closet and turtle, at least go to your room or take it outside." She said, and then went back in the turtle. Fugo groaned and then stood up, dusting himself off. He picked Narancia up off the ground. He dragged Narancia down the stairs and outside. Narancia was screaming the entire time.

(just saying since they went outside, bucci gang's gonna hear groans, but if they went into one of their rooms they'd hear moans)

Narancia was brought back with so many wounds caused by a metal three-pronged utensil used to eat. There were so many that Fugo had to retire one of his forks.

And that was the story of how Fugo retired one of his forks.

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