"Muda muda muda! Muda muda muda muda! Muda..."
The World rolls its eyes at its user. Dio has dirt and a bit of blood in his messily-cut golden hair. His fists are scratched, and his chocolate-red eyes are glazed over.
"Muda! Muda muda muda, muda? Muda muda 'muda muda!' Muda muda!"
Gold Experience looks at its user and facepalms. Giorno's layered-tube golden-apple hairstyle is flattened. His outfit is covered in dirt, and his face is flushed.
They're fighting.
Dio punches Giorno in the gut, his movements strangely sloppy and uncoordinated. Giorno stumbles backwards, clutching his stomach. He looks up at Dio, clearly angry, before stumbling forward and kicking him in the chest. The two men glare at each other, and they get into an actual fistfight. They start slurring insults at each other. The two Stands are just leaning against a wall, their arms crossed. They watch their users try and beat the hell out of each other with disinterested expressions, occasionally insulting them or each other.
"Muda muda muda..." Gold Experience mutters.
Jotaro is walking on autopilot, eyes closed, taking deep breaths, listening to music and trying to soothe his perpetual anger and nigh-unquenchable desire to punch things. It's working. A hint of a smile shows through his calm, emotionless mask. He thinks he hears a fight, so he stops, opens his eyes, and pulls out his earphones. He looks at the scene in front of him: Dio and some blond kid that he's never met are punching each other sloppily. He shakes his head at the ground.
"Yare yare daze..."
Bucciarati is pacing. He zips and unzips the zipper on his clothes over and over, turning his fingers an angry red.
Where is Giorno?
Sticky Fingers walks up right behind him and taps him on the shoulder. Bucciarati spins around, startled.
"Ari ari ari? Ari ari," it says, slightly worried. Bucciarati shakes his head.
"It's Giorno. Do you know where he is?"
"Ari," it says, while shaking its head 'no'. Bucciarati tenses slightly.
"C'mon. Let's go find him."
*Time Skip*
Sticky Fingers runs back to Bucciarati, who is spacing out, wondering why he can hear a fight if he's in a deserted street.
"Ari! Ari ari ari, ari ari. Ari ari ari ari ari," it states, relieved. Bucciarati smiles. He walks forward about fifty feet, and sees the source of the sound: Giorno and...some other blond guy are punching each other, or at least trying to with their clear disorientation. Bucciarati feels like he's seen the other man before, but he doesn't know his name. He shakes his head and scoffs under his breath.
Jotaro calls Star Platinum, and it comes begrudgingly.
"Ora ora..."
Jotaro facepalms.
"Look, we can argue later. Could you please help me restrain Dio?"
Star Platinum rolls its eyes and crosses its arms.
"Ora," it mumbles, and floats away to try and do what it was told.
"Could you please help me get Giorno?" Bucciarati asks, turning to Sticky Fingers.
"Ari!" The Stand confirms, and it floats off too.
Pretty soon, Dio is being held by Star Platinum, Giorno is zipped between two pieces of concrete (not too tightly, of course), Jotaro and Bucciarati are walking forward to try and figure out what the hell is going on, and Gold Experience and The World float forward.
"Muda!" They both call at the same time, and float toward their respective user's friend/neighbor.
"What happened with Dio, and who are those other two?" Jotaro asks. He looks at Star Platinum.
Please translate.
His Stand nods.
"Muda, muda muda muda, muda. Muda muda, muda muda! Muda," The World explains, "muda muda. Muda muda muda muda." Jotaro's eyes widen.
"Wait, Dio has a kid?"
"Muda!" The World confirms.
"How did I not know this?!"
"Muda muda muda muda, muda, muda...muda muda, muda? Muda, muda. Muda muda muda muda muda, muda muda, muda. Muda muda muda muda, muda muda! Muda muda 'muda muda muda'," it explains, gesturing to Gold Experience.
"Uh...okay? What happened to Dio?"
The World rolls its eyes.
"Muda muda...muda, muda muda, muda, muda muda 'muda muda muda', muda muda muda muda, muda. Muda muda, muda muda muda, muda muda. Muda," it says, and shrugs its shoulders.
"Oh, um, okay. Could you please take him back to his apartment?"
"Muda!" It nods, and Star Platinum lets go of Dio. The World grabs its user, who had collapsed on the ground and fallen asleep for some ridiculous reason, slings him over its shoulder, and floats away, muttering to itself. Jotaro rolls his eyes.
"Yare yare daze...Dio, why..."
Could you please translate for me?
Ari!
"Okay, so, um, who's the other guy?" Bucciarati asks Gold Experience.
"Muda muda muda, muda muda 'muda', muda muda muda muda, muda. Muda muda 'muda muda'," it explains, waving its robotic-looking hand towards The World.
"So that's Dio? Giorno's talked about him a bit. Guess he's his bio dad," Bucciarati states, and notes after, "I guess that's where he gets his golden hair. Hard to miss."
Gold Experience nods.
"Muda muda, muda! Muda muda, muda muda. Muda...muda muda 'muda muda'. Muda. Muda muda muda muda, muda muda, muda muda...muda muda muda," it says, and facepalms. Sticky Fingers rolls its robotic eyes under its helmet and puts its hands on its hips.
"Ari ari ari..." it complains.
"Yeah, I know. Just get Giorno back to his house, and you can go back to messing with your zipper collection. Okay?" Bucciarati tells it. It lights up at this, and gives two thumbs-up.
"Ari!"
It unzips the concrete holding Giorno's now-sleeping form. He slumps over, but Gold Experience catches him. The two Stands nod at each other.
"Ari ari!" Sticky Fingers waves 'goodbye' to its friend.
"Muda!" Gold Experience tries to wave back, but it's carrying Giorno, so it just flings its head around a bit. Sticky Fingers facepalms, and Gold Experience floats off.
Jotaro and Bucciarati notice each other for the first time. They walk towards each other, stopping about a western-movie's-shooting-distance apart, meaning, like, two meters. The two Stands notice each other and and stand in front of their users.
"Ora ora ora? Ora!"
"Ari ari ari ari ari ari ari! Ari ari!"
"Calm down," the two users say at the same time. Both Stands move behind them.
"Um, hello," Jotaro says awkwardly. Man, I suck at social interaction. Whatever, at least he's not fawning over me like some lovesick yandere. I am so sick of those idiots.
"Hello!" Bucciarati responds, "who are you?"
"My name is Jotaro. What's yours?"
"Bucciarati. This is my Stand, Sticky Fingers."
Sticky Fingers waves 'hello'. Star Platinum rolls its eyes, crosses its arms, and turns away.
"Um, hi! This is my Stand, Suta P-hey, where'd it go?"
Star Platinum is just chilling out, sitting down on a random log, and playing its phone, trying to be as far from its user as possible.
"SUTA PARACHINA. COME HERE. NOW!" Jotaro shouts. It rolls its eyes, scoffs, and floats over slowly. Jotaro turns back to Bucciarati.
"So, that happened..."
(Look, I don't remember off the top of my head how Sticky Fingers is romanized, and I'm publishing this at 11:12 pm, so please forgive me)