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Old Joseph? More like Youngseph (?)

So... I writed it out of the blue, actually it just kinda writed itself, but oh well. I just wanted to start the blog with something related to my beloved and sexy hamon user. Btw, anything wrong is because im not used to write in english so... sorry? I guess? i dont now man, i didnt sleep. BUT ANYWAY, with time i will get better, pinky promise. 🤙 BTW FEEL FREE TO SEND A REQUEST, I WILL DO IT SEND ME SEND ME ONE NOW. (pls im desperate). - Oh, and the fan art isnt mine, i just did the edit. Link from where i picked the fanart : https://knowyourmeme.com/photos/1107951-jojos-bizarre-adventure

"– Mr. Big Guy, jump!" The child version of Polnareff said as he hung from the second story window almost on the point of falling trying to observe from where he was standing what was happening below him. "– Jump?" The gray haired man looked up with his face slightly contorted by doubt in what he had just heard while his right hand was resting on his right ear as if that act would make him hear better what the little platinum haired boy had said.

But before he could be answered by the little boy he felt a shiver run down his spine and looked at the ground as if by instinct, finally noticing the shadow that landed below him. "– Oh, no!" He jumped as he screamed with both hands on his face that now had an expression of dread. "– Damn it! Get out of here before he catches you Mr. Big Guy!" The little one said already feeling totally defeated as he saw that his till then savior had been caught by the stand of the man who had transformed him into his child version.

"– Now I can have fun with you too Mr. Joseph! Dio-sama will be very happy to know that I finally captured y-." The man was interrupted by a sharp punch to his jaw throwing him far away."– Tch, you talk as if your stand did something to me." Joseph said towards the person he had just thrown away while keeping his closed fist bathed in hamon in front of his body, emphasizing what he was saying.

"– Mr. Joestar, Mr. Joestar! You managed to finish him off and I'm back to norm-. Huh? Mr. Joestar? Where are you?" The Frenchman was now in his adult form and was frantically looking from one side to the other trying to look for his companion. "Hey there, you with the funny hair. Polnareff said walking away from the door of the house where he was moments before, now approaching the man who kept a strange expression on his face while looking at his own hand. "– Funny hair? Have you by any chance looked in the mirror, Polnareff?" The man said, coming out of his trance and looking towards the boy who had just spoken to him. "How do you know me? I've never seen you before." The platinum haired guy said with a confused look on his face looking the brunette from head to toe. " – And who do you think you are to talk about my beautiful hair? You wanna fight?" He continued, now going towards the brown haired man already holding him by the collar of the shirt the boy was wearing. "– It's me, Polnareff, Joseph Joestar. Are you blind?" He said with one of his eyebrows arched while keeping a confused expression looking in the direction of the man holding him. "– Oh! My! God!" The brunette says as if he finally realized why he was staring so hard at his hand seconds ago and thought something was wrong. "– My voice! Why is my voice different? Why don't I see wrinkles on my hand anymore?" He continues now having pushed the frenchman away and going into the house of the woman Polnareff was in earlier, desperately looking for a mirror. As soon as he found it he stopped in front of it feeling every hair on his body creep. "Oh, no…" Those were the last things the boy said before passing out.