"stop leaning on me your gonna pop my boob!" Trish yelled.

Narancia was being especially annoying, he was begging Trish to go shopping with him for no apparent reason. So, Trish is now trying to mess with the local house rat and get him off her back (like cheap trick).

"Hu- WHAAAAAAT?! AHHH TRISH IM SO SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO!! ARE YOU OK?!" Narancia screamed whilst crying. The house rat immediately jumped off Trish and she felt like a weight had been relieved off her chest, which the weight had fallen into another's chest. Who's pectoral muscular are not as delicate then their female counterparts.

"What yea i'm fine Narancia, just be more careful next time!" Trish the boss™️ said.

"IM SO SORRYYYY I HAD NO IDEA THAT COULD HAPPEN BUT I HAD A SECRET THEORY ABOUT IT AND ITS TRUE AND AHHHHHHHH!" House rat yelled.

"Narancia, will you SHUT UP- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" An angery Fugo barged in and said these exact words.

"FUUUUUUGO! I DIDN'T MEAN TOO! DON'T STAB ME WITH A FORK ILL BE NICE AND CAREFUL NEXT TIME I PROMISEEEEEEE!!!" Rat screamed.

"What are you talking about? What did you do?" A confused Fugo™️ said, as if he was doing the Narancia™️ huh that he always does.

"I was leaning on Trish and I- I didn't mean to! I'm so sorry Fugo!!!!" Narancia sobbed.

"What?"

"You see Fugo, Narancia here was trying to get me to go with him to the store, so he was annoyingly leaning on me. So, I told him he would pop my boob if he kept leaning on me. (Which of course it won't it's just to get him off me.)" She whispered the last part.

"Ahh, I see. But why would you say something like that?"

"Wouldn't you?"

"lol no"

"no u"

"shit man, now I have to"

"mmhm" Trish being delusional™️ said.

"Hey uh, Narancia? You know Trish is right. You gotta be gentle with women, they aren't just some other human with impenetrable pectoral muscles. Just lay off next time." Fugo said because Trish told him to.

"Ok, I promise Fugo. Sorry Trish." Naranc said sniffling, and left the room. Once he closed the door Fugo spoke up.

"So you're going to do this to the others right?"

"Yea, of course." Trish said being badass™️ like only Trish does.

- moist time-

"Miiiiista! Stop pulling me around! You're going to stretch out my arm and it's gonna get too long for me to use!!" Trish said, being pulled around the store by Mista. Some passerby's looked weirdly at Trish.

"Wait what? That's possible?" Mista the opposite of a woman expert said.

"Yes! Now you better stop pulling me around! I'm the only girl at home and you probably need me! So stop your weird murder attempts and let me live my life free of overstretched arms!"

"Ok, fine I'm sorry!" Moista said.

"You know you're handling this a lot better then Narancia did." People we're still looking oddly at Trish.

"What do you mean? Was Narancia also bugging you?" Mista said.

"He always bothers me."

"Oh."

"But yea, he was leaning on me and j told him an unbelievable fact about the female anatomy."

"Ahhh I see. So what did you-"

-gorno tome-

"Giorno will you turn that of- Ok nevermind I'll come back later!" Trish said walking in on what she thought was Giorno watching something but it turned out to be Giorno giving the succ to moista. Trish closed the door and bumped into her mommy, Bucciarati.

"Oh hey, Bucciarati."

"Hey Trish, do you know what's going on in Giorno's room? It sounds pretty noisy and I just want to make sure everything's ok-"

"I assure you, everything is completely fine! Now come on let's g-" Trish was interrupted by herself tripping and falling from her stupid skirt. She hit the ground with a hard thump and she hit her knee because knees are just so vulnerable 24/7.

"Ahh shit! Thank goodness my ass didn't pop." Trish muttered quietly so that hopefully Bucciarati could make out what she said. Thankfully he did and his expression morphed into one of complete horror.

"Trish! Are you alright? Did you get hurt? How many times have I told you to stop wearing that skirt!" Concerned mommy™️ said.

"I can't not wear this skirt! I don't want to change my style! You know what happens when a woman changes their style right?!" Trish frantically asked.

"Huh? What- No! I don't." Bucci mommy said.

"When a lady changes her style, it turns into a weird natural thing where her body starts changing and maturing to the point-"

"Ok! I think I've heard enough! See you around, Trish!" Mommy said, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone.

Trish felt proud of herself. She gathered herself up off the floor in front of Giorno's room. At least she saved Giorno's ass. If she hadn't then they would've been brutally murdered by Bruno or he would zipped them apart.

All of a sudden Giorno opened his door. "You know, what you told Bucciarati wasn't necessarily tr-"

"Yea yea I know........ Anyways, Giorno... Have you heard of the-"

And off she went, spilling her delusions out to giorno. Because Giorno is still in school. They're the same age. Trish intruded into Giornos room which was boring. Mista was chilling on Giorno's bed so Trish hopped down in a random chair while Giorno sat at the edge of his bed to continue his conversation with Trish about odd parts of the female anatomy.

-abbaco is master of trish and wouldn't even care-

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