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Many things could've been a great way to start a Saturday. Waking up to breakfast in bed, or knowing that you wouldn't have to do a mission all day for that day. A BAD way to wake up on a Sunday would simply be waking up and simply asking yourself. “Does gelato and sorbet have a drug addiction?”
The simple answer is no. No they do not and no they never will have one since according to sorbet, “ Doing drugs would damage our efficiency and skills over time.” Which makes sense even though it sounds like something risotto would say. It is actually something risotto would say, since they did steal the exact statement by him. Well, that's enough of that. Saturdays were supposed to be simple days, and they are! Even if that question was going to hang in their heads for a while.
Rent free.
Sorbet usually likes free things, like hey, no money wasted so even if it ain't as good as he thought, he didn't spend any money on it so it's no big deal. He might be a little pissed cause it wasted his time but at the end of the day, he didn't care and the fuse would burn out. The one and only thing that he really would spend his money on would be gelato. He would buy a plane for the man if he just asked.
Right now sorbet is comfortably sitting on the couch with gelato on their side. They woke up a bit earlier than they usually do so gelato is sleeping on him… it was very adorable to sorbet since every once in a while he would hear gelato giggle and talk in his sleep. He could kind of decipher his mumbles and concluded that gelato was dreaming of some sort of rampage, how cute.
Sorbet always wondered if he himself talks in his sleep. He adds that to the list of things to ask gelato once he wakes up, and gelato would wake up soon, really soon, in fact, he would wake up with a...
*BANG*
“Move over you fat fuck!” Ghaiccio said as he pushed Formaggio out of the hallway. Ghaiccio was trying to get the last of his cereal before anyone got to it first. Formaggio was honestly just going to the bathroom but the blue-haired asshole didn't listen to him. In fact, he didn't care, all he wanted was food, and no one was gonna stand in his way.
After practically tripping over risotto in the kitchen and getting scared half to death over gelato and sorbet on the couch all by themselves in the,,, dark? He finally got to his destination. The half stocked pantry on the far corner of the kitchen, and lo and behold, his favorite cereal was actually there!
Ghiaccio was honestly having a nice day! He woke up early and wasn't tired, and he was able to eat his favorite cereal! How much better can the start of his day get? Well, a lot better actually. Out came Melone, tired yeah but he was also half-naked, with only a pair of boxers to accompany the man. But that wasn't the part at all, the best thing about Melone when he first woke up was the fact that he was very clingy. Like extremely so. Ghaiccio was eating his cereal while Melone was hugging him and napping very similar to how gelato WAS sleeping
Yes, if you can recall, gelato WAS having a fairly good morning. Sure they woke up earlier than the rest but hey at least he could get those hours he lost by sleeping on sorbet on the couch but he couldn't even do that because of Formaggio and ghiaccio’s loud asses. Well, not that it mattered since he fell right back asleep anyway.
Formaggio wished he could've had it easy like gelato. Like, imagine being able to just go to sleep in your boyfriend's lap?? Illuso lets him sometimes but then complains that he's "too heavy". But hey, Formaggio takes what he can get. Cause sometimes, dating one of the assassination squads most weirdest members has its perks!
One of the perks however is NOT both of you waking up early and laying together on the couch that's only supposed to fit one ass. But to each their own I guess. Speaking about illuso, he was on a mission to get some food for him. Since he was "oh so sore to get up" from last nights mission
Nonetheless he got his breakfast after getting oh so rudely pushed from his goals by an angry ghiaccio. Well, he's always angry, but that's not the point right now. The point is that he had to get up early for his man who was probably dead asleep again.” Love is love I guess, and anyway, even if he ain't awake, I have a good reason to eat double breakfast”
“ Killer idea, literally, do you know how pissed you mans is gonna be once he wakes up and realizes you ate his food, AND let him sleep in late?” said gelato while basically screaming in sorbets ear. “ I really don't care what you do, but illuso likes to come by once in a while, and today I'm actually having a good time, so please don't be a dickhead and wake him up.”
After a sigh from Formaggio, he reluctantly agreed and went to illusos room to give him his food and probably wake him up again.
That made risotto think. Sure he knows he doesn't have to, but he wonders if prosciutto would enjoy something like that. Breakfast In bed sounds like something he would absolutely hate actually, he can just imagine prosciutto yelling at him for spilling something on his bed. For a split minute, risotto wonders just what would make prosciutto blush and say thanks for.
Ris always found that funny about himself that, even someone as “intimidating” and tall as him, he still struggles at doing “normal” day to day things. Maybe he should ask Pesci for advice since he is his pros little brother after all. That kid has to have some useful facts about prosci, he's gotta! But for now, he will quietly drink his coffee in the,, in the shadows? It's really hard to be in the shadows when you’ are tall as all hell. Maybe he should ask Formaggio to make him smaller, then he will be able to see what everyone else sees, maybe…
“Just what ARE you thinking in there risotto?” a grumbly voice said that knocked ris right out of his thoughts, Its the man himself, prosciutto. He looked, in the nicest way possible, like a walking corpse, and he's seen a fair share of those, corpses that is, dead, not actually moving, but he remembers Formaggio talking about a- “ CAN you PLEASE move out of the way risotto, I'm trying to grab some coffee” The blond spoke.
Prosciutto wasn't really a morning person, but god the man prided himself on always being up before illuso. There was always a silent rivalry between those two. No one knows how it started but it's really funny to watch according to gelato. Hell, the man will sometimes mute the T.V just to hear them argue about some dumb shit that they happened to do that week.
Illuso always had some sort of cocky, sly attitude and prosciutto was, well prosciutto! Illuso was more childish and prosciutto is more of a figure that would stop you from doing anything fun if there was a minuscule risk of you hurting yourself, so yes, they practically hated each other. In a friendly way though, while rare, you can sometimes see illuso and pro laughing about something someone did and crack jokes.
Illuso also had a teasing nature to the boy's brother as well, which he hated. In fact, it didn't matter how small the deed was, or how much pesci himself would shrug it off, Prosciutto would pretty much yell at illuso until he's as red as Formaggio's jacket ( manga Formaggio folks ) Again, that is why it was funny for gelato to watch, they were just so,,, different! Which caused so many arguments that never really lasted that long.
But none of that now! It's time to talk about what prosciutto eats for breakfast. Usually, if the man isn't rushed, he drinks some coffee and a biscuit of sorts. He usually gets two to give one to Pesci while he's walking back to his room. Most of the time he wakes up Pesci by knocking on his door while passing by, most of the time he can hear the boy gasp awake and quickly get dressed, he always found that funny about the boy. Always so skittish…
Pesci was a very skittish man but to be fair, Its pretty hard not to be when everyone is practically screaming their heads off right next to you. Well, pesci might be skittish, but he uses his skills elsewhere, like cooking and baking. Which wasn't much but hey, people get hungry, and you'd be surprised by how much they actually eat. Pesci was currently getting ready to go out by dressing up and eating the biscuit prosciutto left on the side. He decided on wearing his green lipstick that illuso gave him as a gag gift. Something about grass?
Well, it doesn't matter. What do matters is that he gets to the living room on time so he can hear the announcements. He always thought the announcements were a funny thing. He always heard Formaggio complain about doing the hardest jobs, but then immediately complain if there was someone who said that they would do it for him. Thinking that they were doubting him and would just do the hit it anyway.Its no wonder why Illuso always calls his logic stupid
Pesci would always be rushing to get ready since he usually slept in like illuso from time to time. Of course, unlike illuso, he'd get in trouble by prosciutto, but it could get worse. Once he heard risotto getting him in trouble for always sleeping in, and from his years of being in la Squadra, the last person you wanted to get yelled at by was risotto. Like cmon, the man can make you throw up razor blades for christ's sake!
For Saturday being an easy day. It really wasn't. Well, at least for him whenever he woke up late. Just like a kid waking up late for school, the boy would gasp away and rush to get ready. He'd usually struggle to get his suit on and then almost trip but put it on. But of course, the boy would start thinking and get distracted.
“Enough of that thinking! He's your capo and you need to be somewhere!”, Pesci thought to himself. After quickly putting on his suit jacket, and styling his hair a bit in the currently uncovered mirror. He was ready to start his day. Perfect timing too because he just heard prosciutto's secondary knock!
“Enough of that thinking! He's your capo and you need to be somewhere!”, Pesci thought to himself. After quickly putting on his suit jacket, and styling his hair a bit in the currently uncovered mirror. He was ready to start his day. Perfect timing too because he just heard prosciutto's secondary knock! After quickly getting dressed. He deemed himself looking… fine and left to the living room. Lucky for him prosciutto was with him so he wasn't really nervous walking in by himself.
After waiting a couple of minutes for everyone to be seated and hearing illuso swear, run to the bathroom, and practically throw himself out the mirror (carefully though, he didn't want to break a mirror in front of the capo.) Risotto moved away from the "shadows" and started speaking:
“ Glad to see everyone could make it. Here’s the plan for the week…”