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“He’s actually going to kill us,” Formaggio yells in a whisper at you as he examines the damage done. “Hey look maybe we can like buff it out or like-“ you try to shine some light on the situation but he cuts you off. “HE’LL STILL FIND OUT AND HE’LL FREEZE OUR FUCKING NOSTRILS SHUT.” You sigh looking back at Ghiaccio’s previously beautiful red convertible now scratched up after the failed mission you and Formaggio had just finished.
The ride back to the base was quiet, eerily quiet, both of you were thinking about your final moments. As Formaggio pulled up to the base and was parking you were met with the decision to ignore the whole situation or blame it all on Formaggio, you opted for the latter.
“GHIACCIO BRO HE LIKE DESTROYED YOUR CAR THAT SHIT IS TORN UP” you yelled as you slammed the doors open to the base. Ghiaccio didn’t even have time to look mad before he rushed out to check on his car. Gelato and Sorbet look up from their usual seat eyebrows raised in either curiosity or fear of what happens next.
“YOU’RE A LIAR WHAT THE HELL” Formaggio is rightfully mad but you care to live another day so you choose not to acknowledge him. “CHEESY BITES OVER HERE HIT LIKE 8 MAILBOXES ON THE WAY HERE” “WE NEVER LEFT THE CITY DUMBASS.”
You two were so caught up in your bickering that you didn’t even notice that Ghiaccio had come back inside, emitting steam like a walking dry ice cube. “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID YOU GUYS DO TO MY CAR I’LL KILL BOTH OF YOU” you and Formaggio jumped out of your skins. Illuso along with Sorbet and Gelato sat snickering from the couch, “Ghiaccio as an empath I feel like you’re angry” Gelato said from his spot on the couch enticing more laughs. “YOU’RE NOT HELPING ” you shriek as you cower in fear behind the couch. Formaggio is long gone having shrunk done and ran off somewhere as soon as Ghiaccio came back.
Rissotto suddenly walks out of the office area disturbed by all the noise. “HEY” he snaps catching everyone's attention, “what the hell is going on” he asks directing his attention to the stoic Prosciutto. “y/n and Formaggio wrecked Ghiaccio’s car and now he’s trying to kill them.” He calmly explains before going back to his cigarette.
“Well-“ Risotto says, thinking about his next move. “I’d prefer if they were alive” he states looking at Ghiaccio.
“I don’t know boss thats two less people on the payroll” Illuso reminds with a smirk , obviously not siding with us. You quickly glare at him before you hear Melone speak up, “perhaps they can settle this in a more human fashion.” “What were you thinking?” Risotto asks with a look of curiosity. The lavender-haired man stops for a second before looking back with an evil grin “Just dance.”
You can’t help the cackle you let out and neither can anyone else. “I’m game,” you say poking your head up. “Ghiaccio what about you, do you agree?” Risotto asks with legitimate question in his voice.
Ghiaccio looks dumbfounded, “are you shitting me” he asks “IM NOT PLAYING JUST DANCE TO END THIS ARGUMENT MY CAR IS SCRATCHED AND I WANT COMPENSATION, IN BLOOD.” “Oh but thats where you’re wrong Ghiaccio, its not just any Just Dance its Just Dance TO THE DEATH” Melone announces from his spot of the couch. “WHAT” you scream, not believing that your life depends on if Ghiaccio can dance well or not.
You, Formaggio and Ghiaccio stood in front of the TV as Pesci was forced to hook his Nintendo switch up. “This is absolutely ridiculous” Ghiaccio mutters, seemingly a lot calmer then he was five minutes ago.
Illuso was watching the situation unravel in curiosity, “so what song are you guys gonna do” he asks tilting his head in mock amusement. Melone quickly interjected, “I will be deciding the songs for the night” he announced. “Well I think we should do that song by that one metal group” Formaggio interjected with a smirk he could hardly contain. “Korn?” Melone asks in question, “nah the other one.” Illuso joins back into the conversation “oh do you mean slipkno-“ “SLIPKNOT ON THE FLOOR BUT ONTO YO MAMA” Formaggio screams followed by you “RAHHHHHHHHH”
Pesci finished up hooking up the TV and melone stood up from his chair and announced the first song. “Okay first up is Formaggio and y/n, they are going to be dancing toooo-“ he pointed to Prosciutto to give a drumroll and was met with a blank stare. “Okay then- well its the final countdown” Melone stated handing the joy cons to us. You and Formaggio had always been the closest to one another out of everyone else in the group. When you first joined Formaggio seemed the most approachable and even if he did tease you for being the only girl in the group he still always kept you company and as a result you two frequently got paired up together for mission, thats what got you two into this mess in the first place. Formaggio gave you a quick fist bump before leaning down to whisper something, “good luck, our life kinda depends on it.”
“JUMP DUDE JUMP” you yelled at Formaggio as you jumped as directed by the song “IM TRYING DUDE BUT THE SONG IS GOING TO FAST.” They two of you were dancing you hearts out as the other guys laughed at you from the couch, “AH QUICKLY JUMP,” you demanded “IM TRYING” he snapped. The song was finally over and you and Formaggio were out of breath. Risotto looked at you guys in disappointed “I’m gonna ignore how out of shape you two are for the time being, you two could only glare up at him as you gasped for breath. “Well as much as I would love to see that again-“ Melone stated earning more snickering from the others, “Ghiaccio it’s your turn.” At this point Prosciutto had put out his cigarette and was fully engrossed in the dance off like the others.
Ghiaccio glared at you as you handed him the joy con, it reminded you of a chiuwawa, “and what song with Ghiaccio be doing?” Sorbet asked from his spot with amusement dripping from his voice. “I am SO glad that you asked Sorbet, Ghiaccio will be dancing tooooo-“ he pointed to you and Formaggio cueing a drumroll. “STARSHIPS” Melone announced with enthusiasm. “No” Ghiaccio deadpanned not even entertaining the idea, at this Formaggio rolled his eyes “you’re just refusing cause you know you’ll suck” “WHAT” Ghiaccio screeched turning his head to look at him “YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING” “BIG RED DOES’NT KID MY GUY.” Ghiaccio let out a large sigh, obviously very tired and still angry about his car, you felt bad for him you really did. “Fine I’ll do it-“ you cut him off before he could continue. “If I payed for the damages would you let us live?” you asked taking pity on him. Everyone flipped their gaze over to you in confusion, Ghiaccio most of all. He looked at you with resentment in his eyes, “is this some sort of sick joke” he asks “no I just, I don’t know I guess I just feel bad for destroying your car, I probably should’ve offered before Formaggio and I had to dance tho” you stated rubbing your hand over head as you looked down. “YEAH YOU THINK” Formaggio yelled slapping the back of your head before sauntering off to the couch. “Well Ghiaccio?” He thought for a second before I guess he was convinced that this wasn’t a sick joke. “Yeah that’ll be fine” he says looking at you with genuine gratitude in his eyes and what you think might’ve been a blush, “thanks”, you smiled at him before grabbing his phone and giving him your venmo information. The others didn’t know what to say as they watched this interaction unfold, Gelato looked up at Sorbet with a smirk as he nodded in acknowledgment. Formaggio couldn’t help but laugh at Ghiaccio’s flushed state along with Illuso. Prosciutto was disappointed that he didn’t get to see Ghiaccio embarrass himself and as a result went back to his cigarette.
The next day Ghiaccio woke up and got ready to take his car to the shop but on his way out he noticed y/n was missing from the living room, he just assumed she was getting food or something and continued to his car, however when he got outside his jaw almost dropped. You sat on the hood of his now repainted and fixed car, “you should close your mouth flies will get in” you teased. “I just don’t know what to say I-, thank you” Ghiaccio thanked you with an unusual softness to his voice. “Hey of course I mean I scratched it up in the first place” you smiled shyly looking down. “But I don’t know if I’ve truly expressed my sympathy enough soooo-“ you looked down at your shoes as Ghiaccio tilted his head, truly confused as to what you were implying. “We should go to dinner or something” you announced shocking the blue haired man “I MEAN I’D PAY OBVIOUSLY I WAS JUST LIKE THINKING CAUSE-“ he cut you off “sure” he said smiling every so slightly. “Oh right thats, nice cool” you said stumbling over your words. “Well um I’m gonna go now and we can decide on dinner or something later” you stuttered before walking off back to the living room. Little did you know the smile that Ghiaccio let out as you walked away, “idiot” he muttered with a smile, looking down.