"Trish, we need to get that button..." y/n whispered to the pinkette, as she put her hand on the reclining seat's button. "We can use this to distract the stand and when it haha it's attention to the seat, we can grab the buttton and dash for the cockpit" y/n said again, but before y/n could press the reclining seat's button, Trish grabbed her hand.
"y/n,we can't make a wager like that. Our best option is to hide in the closet and wait this out." Trish whispered back, Ony for y/n to still press the button. As the seat reclined, the stand rushed over to the chair and started to rip it apart. Trish immediately grabbed y/n to make distance between her and the stand. "told you..." y/n said as Trish started to slowly walk towards the ladybug button. "Guess there's no other choice." Though Trish as she grabbed y/n's hand and slowly walked towards the ladybug button
The stand than left the now destroyed chair, heading to the two again. Trish pressed onto the button of the next reclining seat, hoping for the stand to get distracted by it. The stand instead grabbed onto y/n's loose cardigan sleeve. y/n began to scream but it was muffled by Trish, now wanting the stand to get closer to the little girl. "Why...why did it latch itself onto y/n's sleeve and not the seat?!" Trish thought to herself as she watched y/n trying to get the stand off but flapping her sleeve around.
What Trish didn't know was that there was whiskey on the seat that y/n reclined. When the stand went onto the seat, it broke the whiskey, wetting one of he sleeves of y/n's cardigan. "Bucciarati! Help us!" Trish cried out, only for the cardigan to slide off y/n. The stand started to absorb the cardigan as y/n and Trish watched, both having faces of shock on them.
"My cardigan..." y/n said only to turn to see that the arm chair of one of the seats had a claw mark. The same claw mark that was in Coco jumbo's room....
"Now, pick up the button, Trish." A feminine voice spoke out, a voice that sounded a lot like Trish's. y/n and Trish heard the voice and turned around to see where it came from. Appearing from the back of the seat, was a humanoid figure, which was pink in color and seemed to have mathematical symbols on it. "Who...Who are you?" y/n asked as she hid behind Trish.
"You should be aware of who I am, as you have something similar to me." The humanoid figure said. "A stand?" y/n asked, suddenly coming to a conclusion. "Trish, I think that's your stand!" y/n said, pointing to the female stand. "My stand..." Trish muttered as she looked at the stand in front of her. "I've always been here Trish, ever since you were little." The female stand said, "you can basically say, I'm you're essence..."
"Now Trish, y/n, we're going to protect Giorno's left hand!" Trish's stand said again, pointing to The ladybug button that now had fingers growing from it. "If we're able to protect it, we'll be able to save Giorno's and the others future, as well as your twos!" Trish's stand said as The enemy stand started to approach The button. Trish than rushed towards the button and grabbed it.
"Trish! It's catching up to you!" y/n warned the older girl as she saw the enemy stand following her. Trish noticed as she then fell back onto one of the seats. The seat then fell over , Trish going through to the next seat. The enemy stand tried to go through the deformed seat, but instead got snapped back, hitting itself on the wall, a piece of its flesh coming off it.
"Trish!" y/n said in relief as she went over to her. "Did you just see that?" "Yes, not only did I slip through the seat, a piece of it just came off.". "This is our ability Trish, to make things more softer." Trish's stand said as Trish left the seat. "Like my cardigan?...did you make it soft so that it can come off?" y/n asked to Trish's stand. "What's more important is that you two now have Giorno's left arm, Trish for now you have to stay still." Trish's stand said to it's user as Trish than got up and grab y/n's hand, running to the closet.
"I'm starting to get that you're me, but we have to hide!" Trish said as she then ordered "Make the closet door soft!". As Trish closed the door, she moved y/n and herself to the right side of the wall, the enemy stand through the soft door. The enemy stand attempted to find where the two girls where, hitting a clock while in it's search. The enemy stand started to seep through the door, Trish's stand appearing again saying "Trish, I asked you not to move. We have to head to the cockpit, but we went the opposite direction."
Trish turned to face her stand and said to it "what are you talking about? Giorno's button is starting to develop and move, so I had to get us out of there!" y/n spoke out, yelling "IT'S GOING TO GET US!". While Trish was talking to her stand, y/n noticed that the enemy stand was now fully inside the closet.
Trish grabbed y/n close to her and the two closed their eyes. But they only heard small punches. When Trish and y/n opened their eyes, they saw the enemy stand now punching the clock, no damage happening to it. "T-the clock..." y/n stuttered out as Trish's stand said "I made the clock more elastic, as long as the two of you don't move faster that the second hand on that clock, It will only respond the the second hand, having priority to attack it over and over!"
Trish's stand than took a metal pipe from the closet and drives it slowly into the enemy stand, yelling at it "You bastardo! Just go to hell already! You piece of shit! Quite latching onto this world already, God Dammit!". y/n began to notice that the enemy stand was slowly disintegrating into small pieces and evaporating. When there was only a few pieces of the enemy stand left, Trish asked her stand "y-your name...do you have a name...what should I call you?".
Trish's stand answered with "Spice girl!", y/n looked at Spice girl, saying to it "You named yourself well..."
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After Trish and y/n believed that they were safe enough to leave the closet, Giorno's left arm safely in y/n's hand. Spice girl came out, saying to the two "now Mista and Narancia's wounds can be healed...but y/n," "me?" y/n asked to the pink stand, pointing to herself in confusion. Spice girl nodded and said "I can truly say that your an strange, as you managed to help Trish awaken me...stubbornness can truly lead you to new places.
Trish and y/n tried to relax, trying to get a breather after everything that happened. Bucciarati than came out from the cockpit. When y/n saw her father, she put Giorno new arm into her pocket and approached her father. "Papa! Our problems solv-" "DON'T GET ANY CLOSER!" Bucciarati shouted, causing y/n to freeze in her place.
"I-I mean, the two of you, come here...slowly." Bucciarati said again, getting back his composure. "Bucciarati, what are you talking about?" Trish asked , getting up from her seat. "What did I say about it moving!" Bucciarati yelled again, causing Trish to freeze as well. "Wait...does this mean?" y/n thought to herself as she slowly turned around to see if her theory was right....and it was.
The enemy stand was now in a monstrous size, taking up half of the plane. "Even if a little bit of it managed to survive, it can still feed on the next fastest thing...the next fastest thing being the engines." y/n thought. y/n tried not to scream as Trisha turned around as well to see same thing the young girl saw.
"Now slowly, slowly like a slug...if you two rush, it will attack you..." Bucciarati said softly to the two girls, his hand held out. Trish, quickly grabbed y/n's hand and started running to the cockpit. "What are you doing! It's going to catch up to you guys!" Bucciarati cried out, Trish responding with "Yes, It certainly will! If we do something as lame as moving slow, it's going to catch up to one of us anyway!"
"NOW GET YOUR ASS BACK IN THE COCKPIT, BUCCIARATI!" Trish ordered to the man, her and y/n finally reaching the cockpit. Trish closed the door, with the enemy stand once again going through the now soft door in order to find them. "We don't need to do a emergency landing! If we want to see Sardinia with our own eyes, we have to do the opposite!" y/n said to her father and Abbacchio. "Took the words right out of my mouth, y/n!" Trish said back to her, "It's time for us to destroy this plane!"
Trish than took out Spice girl, who than proceeded to punch the cockpit, softening it. "WANNABE!" Spice girl cried out as the cockpit, which soon started to feel like rubber. "One thing I remember learning, is that a crashing plane is more faster than a parachute!" y/n said, as Spice girl separated the cockpit from the plane. The part of the plane that had the enemy stand started to fall into the ocean as y/n,Trish,Bucciarati, and Abbacchio watched. "You did it, Trish! That nightmare is out of ourhair now!" y/n exclaimed.
"We took pretty severe damage, but now that the plane has crashed into the waters near Sardinia, that means the boss's men can't confirm that we're alive or dead." Abbacchio said, holding onto Coco jumbo, "the organization's lost tract of us, time to find out the boss's identity and past!"
"No, Abbacchio. It appears that our damage is going to grow just a bit...just a bit more." Bucciarati said, taking out Sticky fingers. "I'll get rid of this thing, I'll use my zipper to get it off." Bucciarati said again. A piece of the enemy stand was still on Abbacchio. As Bucciarati began to hit it, Abbacchio protested it, not wanting him to throw out his life. "Don't jinx it, Zio Abbacchio," y/n said, taking out Don't Stop Believin. "Nobody is going to throw their lives out if I have a say in it!"
Don't Stop Believin than created another version of Giorno's life given button and threw it, causing the piece of the enemy stand to jump after it. "It can have Giorno's arm," y/n than took out Giorno's REAL life given button, showing it to her father and zio, "Because we have a better one."
As the enemy stand fell into the ocean, Trish watched it, bidding it "arrivederci"
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Notorious B.I.G, the stand that Trish and y/n faced, was now forever faced with with being stuck in the ocean for the rest of eternity, thanks to it's indestructible nature. The waters that it stayed in would eventually become known as the "Tyrrhenian Belly" to the local fisherman.
Back in Coco jumbo, everyone was now back on their feet. "Now, Lets lay low and find out who the boss really is." Trish said to the group, "We're going to track down my Father's past!"