Maybe, but I like to imagine people hearing the story and coming to the conclusion that Joseph is lying to cover up losing his hand in a freak masturbation accident that also led to him getting hitched.
....No, I have no fucking clue where this came from either,
I quite agree! @HymnOfRagnarok, while I'm not infracting you at this time, please don't post this kind of stuff again. Weird sexual references aside, "posting random and only vaguely-related ideas I just thought of" is a bit disruptive for other readers looking to enjoy the quest.
Jotaro gives you an are-you-fucking-kidding-me expression, and sighs. "Let her do what she wants. She'll come along anyway, whether she's wanted or not."
Hrm... so, it seems that Mizore's earlier self-description as a 'stalker' was quite apt after all.
In any case, she seems quite scared of you. And until you're certain that Mizore isn't a threat to your darling daughter, she damned well ought to be.
Still, no reason at all that you should give Holly cause for concern, so you put on a great big fake smile. "Well then, Mizore, by all means you're welcome to come along for the ride." So that I can keep an eye on you...
"In any case, I'd like to be on the move a bit early tomorrow, so it's for the best that everyone head off to bed now."
Jotaro grumbles, but does not object. Mizore continues to hide from you behind your grandson. Holly is... Holly.
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[]Skip to after the trip.
[]Something else.
-[]What? (write-in)
You are Mizore Shirayuki. You're sitting awkwardly in the back seat of the car as Joseph Joestar, generally agreed to be the single most dangerous individual on the planet, drives to the place you're going to. He keeps watching you in the rear view mirror from time to time. You're pretty sure he doesn't like you.
Also, he's telling you and Jotaro a story about the time he killed a vampire when he was 20.
"And so there I was on the Brooklyn Bridge, staring down that son of a bitch Straights after he took that totally hot blonde as a hostage! The smug bastard thought he had me when he unleashed his Space Ripper Stingy Eyes -"
"Wait," Jotaro muttered, "his what?"
"Space Ripper Stingy Eyes. It's a special technique he ripped off from Dio, the vampire who battled with my grandfather Jonathan Joestar fifty years earlier. Straights is the one who gave it a name, though."
You're wondering how the hell something like that works, but are too terrified to ask.
"So... what the hell did it do?"
Ah, senpai. You love the way that you and he are always on the same wavelength. He's smart, he's strong, he's warm in both body and heart, you'll never forget when he saved you from eternity as a stone statue... really, the fact he's got a smokin' hot body is just a side bonus.
All of that in mind, he can have a little bit of a temper problem now and then... So it's a good thing you... lightly frosted... those floozies and tossed 'em in the river yesterday, before they could have the chance to approach Jotaro and annoy him. You would have told him about it, but you imagine that a complicated guy like JoJo has enough things to worry about as it i- oh shit, Joseph's explaining the Space Ripper Stingy Eyes to your stalk-ee. You might be subjected to a pass-die exam at the end of this, so you'd better pay attention.
"Basically," Joseph said, "vampires created with the Stone Mask have complete and total control over their bodies. So Dio created a move, which Straights also learned how to do, where he shoots optical fluid out of his eyeballs at crazy-high pressure. It's powerful enough to instantly kill a fully-grown bear with a direct hit, much less a human being."
You involuntarily shudder at the mental image of it. Ugh, that's just... nasty. ...but if it's that lethal a move, then... "How did you survive it?"
Joseph glances at you in the rearview, and oh shit, you think you weren't supposed to be talking.
"Simple," he says with a grin. "I used a shot glass to deflect one of the beams and ducked out of the way of the other one. Bastard took his own attack right in the face, it was hilarious... but then the girl I saved from him slapped me in the face and called me scum. Said I'd called her a floozy... a woman like that, I would've never...!"
...apparently, he's still a little sore over the reporter girl not appreciating being rescued...
After that, Joseph then goes on to describe the following two months in great detail. Honestly, it sounds like the story of a really crappy comic. ..but given that the protagonist of the story is sitting right in front of you, more of it than not can probably be inferred to be true.
By sheer coincidence, Joseph wraps up expositing about his ingenious victory over the Ultimate Life Form - the only SS-ranked monster known to have ever existed - juuuuust as he pulls into a gas station.
You and Jotaro get out to stretch your legs. "Oi," Jotaro says, "I'm going for a smoke."
Joseph lets him do so, but then holds you back when you try to follow.
Leaving the gas to pump itself for a moment, Joseph Joestar stares you down.
"Now then, young lady..."
"Exactly what are your intentions toward my family?"
...you are so, sooooo screwed if you answer wrong. Actual chance of incurring a Bad End is pretty low unless you epic-fail, though, so don't be too freaked OOC.
[](write-in)
"Now then, young lady... Exactly what are your intentions toward my family?"
You take a deep breath, and in your typical deadpan... "I want to join it."
He looks surprised, which is probably normal. "Excuse me?"
Joseph Joestar wants some answers? That's totally fair. You can't fault him for that. The man's worried about his family, so he's entitled to know what's what. "You seem like you know about monsters already, so there's no point in not telling you. I'm what's called a Yuki-Onna, or a Snow Woman. Snow Women have a very narrow window of opportunity to have children, compared to humans - on average, we turn completely sterile by our early-20s."
The old man's making a face somewhere between 'WTF' and '...why are you telling me this?'.
"Because of that, we're expected to have a bun in the oven by the time we get out of school. So, I have three options. While I'm in school, I can try to find a wonderful person that I really, honestly want to spend the rest of my life with. ....someone, who might want to spend the rest of their life with me, too. And right now, I have a pretty good feeling that that's your grandson."
Not allowing him to interrupt, you continue on with your explanation. "My second option, again while I'm still in school, is to find... pretty much anyone else, whom I might have at least some degree of mutual tolerance for. I'll spend the rest of my life hating myself for settling for second, third, or fourth-best, but at least I'll have had some degree of choice in the matter."
Joseph remains silent, though you imagine he's having some trouble keeping a stoic expression.
"The final possibility, if I can't even manage to get that right, is that my family will be forced to sell me off into an arranged marriage after graduation, probably to some influential sleazebag that I'll utterly hate and be driven to suicide by. .......but hey," you conclude with a shrug, "no big deal. I mean, you got your own problems to worry about, am I right?"
Joseph's in the process of opening his mouth to say something.... "....son of a bitch," Joseph says joylessly.
"HEEEY, MIZOREEE!!!"
...hm?
You turn to look out towards the road. ...huh. It's the Newspaper Club, minus the perverted werewolf. ...aaaaaaand there goes the Youkai Academy school bus, driving off without them. Huh, guess they must've been dropped here, or something. ...oh, Kurumu's waving at you, as are Yukari, Tsukune, and Moka. You lazily give them a wave of your own.
[]Greet them. []Attempt to introduce them and Joseph to each other.
[]Point them over to where Jotaro is.
You beckon the Newspaper Club over with a wave, and just like adorable little lemmings, they come without the first hint of even thinking about it.
...well, they do look both ways, first. That's a good, at least -- wouldn't want your lemming friends to get themselves run over, after all.
...huh. It feels a little... odd... for you to say that. You've always mainly been focused on senpai, after all, but... you suppose that these clowns are your friends.
It almost, you reflect as they come within normal-volume speaking distance, makes you feel a little bad for what you're about to do.
........almost.
"These," you say to the old man, "are senpai's and me's friends from school. Meet Tsukune Aono, and his harem. The little kid is Yukari, bluenette is Kurumu, and the other one's Moka. They're all in the Newspaper Club together."
"This," you then say while turning to your schoolmates, "is Jotaro's grandfather, Joseph Joestar."
Kurumu doesn't even think about it, and happily extends the geezer a hand. "Pleased to meet you, sir! My name's Kurumu Kurono!"
Joseph, caught off guard by the girl's sheer earnestness, can't help but return a friendly smile. ...he seems a little confused, though. You probably threw him for a loop with the harem comment. "Joseph Joestar, at your service."
You can see the apprehension visibly wash away from Tsukune's expression, and he introduces himself as well.
Anyway, Yukari shyly bows at the old man before continuing to hide behind Tsukune, and Moka....
...where'd Moka go?
Sounding mildly concerned, Joseph asks, "...is the young lady all right?
You look down, and- oh, there she is, passed out on the asphalt. Must've fainted dead away from terror. ...heh.
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You are Jotaro Kujo, and you're feeling better after your smoke break.
Seems the Newspaper Club is chatting with your gramps. ...except Moka, whom you observed swallowing a shriek of utter terror before passing out.
....dammit Moka.
[]Ask the Newspaper Club what they're up to.
[]Express concern for Moka.
[]Go inside the station and get yourself a drink.
Update 88 - Jotaro Is Briefed on the Current Plot Hook
You ignore the passed-out vampire being hefted onto Tsukune's back, and ask, "So what are you guys up to, anyway?"
"Basically," Tsukune begins to explain, "Ms. Nekonome decided that we should have a camping trip out here in the human world."
Yukari adds, "Ms. Nekonome said something about it being research-oriented, but then she wound up singing about tuna for the whole trip over here..."
...you've never had to deal with Ms. Nekonome, as far as you can recall. But purely going off of her name, you're inclined to believe that. "And where's Morioka?"
"Summer school," Kurumu says with a smirk. "That perverted little mutt missed the exams entirely because he got caught up in his old peeping tom habits again."
...suits the bastard right.
"We were actually supposed to be going to a beach some ways to the South," the bluenette grumbles, "but apparently the bus driver decided to drop us off here because of some kind of rumors."
An eyebrow lazily goes up, but Joseph beats you to the question-asking punch. "Rumors?"
Now Yukari's speaking again. Seems she's found her nerve around the old man now. "Apparently, there's an abandoned construction site in the area, where people have supposedly been spirited away one after another. They're calling it「Witch Knoll」, apparently because there's reputed to be a Witch living there, or something."
Yukari sounds like she has mixed feelings about all this.
Joseph 'hrmm's in contemplation, and then the gas pump stops pumping gas. The old man goes in to pay for it.
[]Wish your underclassmen luck with their investigation.
[]Offer to assist them, when your training schedule permits it.
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Omake: Totally Superfluous First Anniversary Q&A Special!
"Goooood morning everyone!" cheered the chesty succubus on the screen.
"My name, as you all ought to know, is Kurumu Kurono! In celebration of Rosario and Joestar's one-year anniversary, we're hosting the very first Totally Superfluous Anniversary Q&A Special!"
Adopting what the author refers to as The Universal Explanation Pose, Kurumu said, "And before you ask: the reason I'm the one hosting this, according to the script, has less to do with the author being one of my fanboys, and more to do with my anime incarnation being aware of the fourth wa- HEY!" she said with a sudden shout while pointing at one of the questers on the other side of the computer screen. "YOU! YES, YOU! DON'T YOU DARE LUMP ME IN WITH THAT NUTCASE DEADPOOL!"
"And speaking of lumps," quoth Deadpool, "you've got the best ones ever... but only in this third-rate animan-"
HORA!!!
"-gack!"
And then the merc with the mouth was unceremoniously booted out of this post, never to be heard from again.
Kurumu huffed, and brushed off some imaginary dust. "Anyway, there've been a recurring sub-conversation or two over the year that this quest has run, so we'll be addressing that, as well as a few other, more recent questions that have come up in the past week or so. So without any further ado, let's bring in our first guests: Mizore Shirayuki, and Joseph Joestar!"
*Mizore's powers in relation to Hamon
The camera suddenly panned out, revealing that the omake was taking place in something like a Broadway theater. Kurumu pulled curtain #1 to the side, revealing the mentioned characters tied up in a chair. ...or rather, Mizore was tied up. Joseph was coolly sipping some British tea.
"You know," Mizore muttered under her breath, "it's normally me that does the kidnapping around here..."
"Remind me again, young lady, why you brought us here?"
"Well," Kurumu began, "there have been a lot of people talking about Mizore's ice powers, and theorizing about what kind of combination attacks she might be able to do with Jojo-senpai. The reason that you're here instead of senpai, of course, is because you're the resident Ripple expert."
Joseph brushed off the praise with a wave of his hand. "Honestly, my mother, Lisa-Lisa, is still much more of a Hamon master than I am. That said, she still can't seem to train new disciples without attempting to murder them..."
While Joseph continued to reminisce for a moment or two, Kurumu was retrieving a classroom-sized whiteboard from somewhere offscreen. On it, were a number of bullet points written in both English and in kanji. "These," Kurumu explained, "are some of the more common things the players have asked about with regard to Hamon, Snow-Women, and stuff."
Joseph ignored the Fourth Wall jokes, and took a look at the whiteboard before formulating his explanation.
"...I'm not familiar with the limits of a Snow-Woman's ice powers, nor with Mizore's particular skill level. However, attempting to use solid ice as a Hamon conductor is right out. It doesn't work that way at all."
Now dressed up like Lois Lane in the 90's Superman cartoon, Kurumu produced a microphone from Victoria's Secret Compartment and held it before Joseph. "But nearing the endgame of Battle Tendency, didn't you and Caesar arrest your fall down a ravine by using a makeshift rope formed of ice and Hamon energy?"
Joseph narrowed his eyes, before heaving a sigh. "...ignoring the question of how you know that, for the moment... is a fine hamon conductor, but only in its liquid form. Solid ice simply doesn't hold it very well. Regarding that impromptu hamon rope, the actual connecting element was the liquid condensation coating the icecicles."
Kurumu nodded. "So Hamon can't be conducted through ice, got it. ...what about mist, fog, or cigarette smoke?"
Joseph scoffed. "As a state of matter, gas is characterized by having minimal density relative to lower-energy states. The idea of trying to use some kind of smoke or vapor as a Ripple conductor is, quite bluntly, rather dumb."
Kurumu nodded again, having been writing Joseph's explanations on the whiteboard next to the relevant questions. Turning back to her elderly friend, she asked, "...if Mizore could create really, really clear ice, would that be able to work as a Hamon lens? Like Caesar's bubble lenses, or the Red Stone of Aja?"
Joseph opened his mouth, and then closed it again, before stroking his beard in contemplation. "...I rather doubt it," he finally said. "Bubbles basically consist of liquid that's enclosed around an air pocket, and certain stones and crystals - like the Super Aja - have particular mineral properties that make them usable as Hamon conductors and amplifiers. With that in mind, I don't see why solid ice would be effective for such a purpose."
"We could try and science it..."
"Actually," Mizore spoke up for the first time in ages, "for all that I'm good at making ice really cold, really fast, I actually don't have a lot of 'skill' at it by Snow-Woman standards. I certainly couldn't make something like a clear lens in the middle of a fight."
Kurumu and Joseph both turned to the yandere in interest. "Why not?" they asked as one. "...jinx!"
"Damn," Kurumu muttered, "now I have to get the old guy a soda can..."
Ignoring the shenanigans, Mizore froze and then shattered her bindings, before putting a hand on Kurumu's shoulder. "You see, in order to create ice fast enough to be useful during a fight, I end up just freezing things as they are. Meaning, there's a lot of impurities and stuff in the frozen water, when usually makes it pretty opaque. But hey, at least my 'quick and dirty' approach gets the job done."
To punctuate her statement, Mizore instantly flash-froze Kurumu solid, the heavy frost making it difficult to exactly determine her outline beneath the ice.
With that, Mizore marched off the stage. "Hey, Tsukune. Kurumu's a little chilled, she wants you to warm her up."
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Some time later, after much defrosting had ensued, a badly-shivering Kurumu was sitting in a chair, her feet in a bucket full of hot water, the rest of her totally covered in blankets. She was mutting something that sounded suspiciously like "Rassm frassm 'harmless freezing' my butt..."
Then she sneezed.
Next to her, in another chair, Tsukune was holding a few letters from the playerbase. "I know you're feeling miserable, Kurumu, but the sooner we can get this finished up, the sooner we can get you into bed so you can rest."
"...you'll share body heat with me, right Tsukune?"
Tsukune blushed. "A-anyway, somebody had a question about your family, Kurumu."
*Kurono family naming patterns
"...oh, that KuKu thing people were takling about before. No," Kurumu said in-between sniffles, "it's actually just a coincidence that my name turned out that way. ...there is a naming pattern for firstborn girls in my family, though."
Tsukune leaned forward in interest. "Really?"
"Yep. Each generation skips nine letters of the Roman alphabet."
"...huh?"
"My mother's named Ageha, right? So you skip B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, and J, and then the next letter is K. So if I have a daughter, according to tradition, I would probably be expected to skip L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, and T, in order to come up with a U name. ...but honestly, Tsukune, I don't care about that stuff. You can name our baby whatever you want to, mmkay? <3"
Tsukune abruptly pulled at the collar of his shirt. Apparently, he's getting a bit uncomfortable... "Anyhow, the next couple of questions basically go hand-in-hand."
*How do monsters react to stand users?
*How do hamon users react to monsters like Kurumu?
Kurumu sneezed again. "Well, those questions are really kind of hard to give a plain answer to, since different people can have different reactions to the same kind of thing..."
Cue another sneeze, which prompted Tsukune to take mercy on the pitiful creature. "I'll take over for a bit, Kurumu. You just worry about getting some rest."
With this, the picture-perfect ordinary boy - who somehow lucked out by getting one of the top harems in the entire genre, that lucky bastard - promptly ignored the author's sarcasm and addressed the players directly.
"If you look back at the time everyone fought Gin-senpai a few dozen or so updates ago, you'll recall that we were all pretty freaked out about it. Even though we didn't know that Gin was a Stand user, we were still seeing bizarre crap that we didn't understand, and well, you know what how people react to what they can't understand..."
Scratching the back of his head, he continued, "I don't really know about Hamon users as a rule, but you pretty much know how Jotaro-senpai reacted to the world of monsters, and it seems like Mr. Joestar is taking things pretty well..."
"Really," Kurumu mused, "in a world where things like Hamon and Stands exist, I think monsters are gonna be pretty low on the weirdness scale."
*How much posing does the average monster do in their life.
"As far as I can tell," Tsukune said, "I get the impression that most monsters don't really do a whole lot of posing. I know that Gin-senpai sometimes gets into it during a full moon, and Yukari sometimes drops a Magical Girl pose or two, but I think mostly that Kurumu's penchant for posing is more the exception than the rule."
From offstage, Yukari shouted, "POSER~!"
Despite her cold, Kurumu shouted back, "THAT'S A COMPLIMENT IN THIS SETTING, YOU LITTLE NERD!"
Before the rivalry could be allowed to flame up again, the author unsubtly rushed things along.
*Are monsters more likely to develop natural stands than humans. If they are not, is Gin's Bad Moon Rising a natural stand?
Tsukune and Kurumu looked at each other, not really knowing how to answer either of those questions.
At that moment, everyone heard a voice with a thick Osaka accent. "You two aren't equipped for this kind of question," began Ginei Morioka as he stepped onto the stage, "so just leave it in the capable hands of your awesome senpai. ...that is, of course, me."
"....so long as you keep those hands where I can see 'em," Kurumu growled.
Ignoring the succubus's venom, Gin produced a sheet of notes from his pocket. "According to old research I did for the Newspaper Club back when we had San-senpai, monsters are actually pretty similar to humans, if you're talking about percentage per capita of Stand users. Since humans outnumber monsters byseveral orders of magnitude globally, you can take that to mean that there are a shitload more human Stand users than there are monsters."
Gin then crumpled up his notes and ate them, lest they fall into the hands of the Student Protection Committee. "As for my own Stand," he continued, "it isn't a natural one. When I was a little kid, I tripped and fell on my face in a riverbed. Stabbed my damn eye on a Stand-granting arrowhead, and that's how I got Bad Moon Rising."
Kurumu stared at her senpai. "...then how do you still have two eyes and no scar to show for it?"
"My family's actually pretty wealthy, and they were able to pay a back-alley doctor named Black Jack to perform surgery. Had to transplant the cornea from a donor, but otherwise managed to save my eye. That slick bastard was even skilled enough to perform such an operation without leaving a scar."
"Well," Tsukune muttered while scratching the back of his head, "can't say I saw that crossover coming..."
*And Tsukune's blood is already a confirmed drug for moka. Perhaps he is already a distant relative to the Joestar line (not descended from johnathan)? Hmm, Eva? HMMMMMMM?
"Actually," Tsukune said, "my family can trace their ancestry all their way back to before the Sengoku period, and there isn't any foreign blood at all."
"Yeah," Kurumu said, "we've pretty much concluded that Moka just really has a habit-forming personality. I mean, really, addiction to something kinda seems to run in the Shuzen family, probably more by memes than by genes. It's why we asked Jotaro-senpai not to smoke so much around her, try and keep her from getting hooked secondhand."
Tsukune looked at the bluenette. "Wait, can that even happen?"
Kurumu just gave her Man of Destiny a look. "Do you really want to risk finding out the hard way?"
Tsukune briefly imagined a chain-smoking Moka, smelling of cigarettes as she came up to ask to suck his blood. "...no," he conceded. "I don't.
*And can you talk about how Rosario vampires and JoJo vampires think of each other?
"...no, my head's all stopped up," she sniffled pitiably.
"It's a whistling kind of sound, like an object approaching at high spee-" RODO RORA DAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
A vampire-propelled steamroller smashed into the stage at sufficient velocity to apparently smash Tsukune and Kurumu beneath it. From the wreckage, a maleficent figure began to emerge...
"You were expecting your main characters, BUT IT WAS I, DIO!!"
One broken rosary seal later, Badass end-of-manga True Ancestor Moka stormed onto the stage from offscreen. "You bastard!" Moka screamed. "How many of my comrades have fallen prey to that meme?!"
Dio was perfectly aware that the answer to that question was '2', but we all know the inevitable response to that manner of question. "How many pieces of bread have you consumed in your life?"
Moka popped a vein in her forehead from sheer rage. "DIIIIIIIOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
"KNOW YOUR PLACE!!"
"USELESS, USELESS!!"
Moka and DIO's extremeties of choice raced toward each other with tremendous power, a titanic collision all but inevitable...!
Update 89 - Jotaro does pay attention to what his elders say....
"That's correct, Jotaro. I actually have some business to attend to in another city, I was planning on making use of an abandoned construction zone for your Hamon training."
....son of a bitch. Somehow, you've got a feeling that the old man also intends to investigate this crap.
"Something wrong, senpai?"
Tsukune and his harem are looking at you worriedly, wondering why you suddenly went quiet.
...since they asked, you suppose you should tell them. "I can't prove it, but... something tells me the old man's also planning on looking into that Witch Knoll crap."
Tsukune, Kurumu, and Yukari seem relieved at the possibility that you'll be watching their backs, while Moka is still unconscious.
Aaaand here comes the old man again. Time to go.
You bid your friends farewell, and Joseph drove you and Mizore to...
[]the hotel.
[]Witch Knoll.
[]a fast-food place. Gotta have lunch, after all.
Gramps takes you and Mizore to a fast-food place. The drive-thru is driven-through, orders are placed, and food is consumed.
"So," you ask. "What's the plan, gramps?"
Mizore quietly nibbles on her ice cream in the back seat, listening to the conversation.
"Well," Joseph says after taking a quick swig of Coke, "I've got business meetings taking up most of the afternoon and evening. With that in mind, I planned to investigate that Witch Knoll place sometime after dark. The two of you pretty much have until then to do whatever you want."
...huh. Well, that's certainly nice of him.
[]If you've got time off, why not take your girlfriend out on an official date?
-[]Take her to a movie.
-[]Go hit the beach.
-[]Maybe there's an arcade?
-[]Take a walk around town and see the sights, assuming there are any.
[]If shit's going down tonight, then you may as well just go to sleep now and be well-rested for it later.
Once everyone was done eating, Joseph dropped you and Mizore off at a park and gave you a generous amount of spending money for the afternoon, along with instructions to make your way back to the hotel (he told you the room number and gave you a spare key) by dusk.
As the old man drives off, Mizore slowly asks, "...is this a date, senpai?"
...huh. You weren't necessarily thinking of it in those terms, but... "...yeah, I suppose it is."
Mizore is silent for a couple of minutes, following after you as you head for nowhere in particular. "...senpai."
She sounds a bit more serious than usual. "Hm?"
"...would you get mad," she asks, "if I hung onto your arm like couples do in manga?" ...99% of all the other girls you've ever met would just do it, regardless of your opinion or feelings about it. But this girl... she asks. So that's why...
"I don't give a damn. Just do whatever makes you happy."
Faster than your gramps could call out her next line, Mizore is promptly at your side, snuggling up to you and wrapping her arms around yours.
Before very long, however, Mizore suddenly stops in her tracks as you pass by a movie theater. She's got a surprising amount of force, given that you stumbled more than she did. You turn to look at what's up, and see that she's gazing intently at a particular poster.
...huh, a Godzilla movie. Come to think of it, you did overhear a few commercials for it last night at home... And now that you think about it, they haven't made one of these since before you were in middle school.
You turn back to Mizore. ...what, you want to see it?
Mizore turns back to face you again, and slightly tightens her grip. Can we?
You shrug. ....eh, sure. Why the hell not.
You lead Mizore into the theater, stand in line for your tickets, obtain the relevant snacks of preference, and make your way to your seats.
As soon as the lights go dim, Mizore promptly sits herself on your lap.
Gimme a break.
<snrk> We both know you're not really mad about it.
_______________ an hour and some odd length of time later....
...well, that was worth the price of admission. Even though you're pretty sure genes don't work that way. Even if they're radioactive genes.
That funny bit with the little psychic schoolchildren was fucking brilliant, though.
And, hey. Mizore's really happy too.
You look up at the sky. The sun is just beginning to set.
