Morioh's Largest 17 Year Old

speedwagon: Tell him off, Mr. Joestar! Assert yourself!

Dio knocks gently on Giorno's door, a bag of beauty supplies in his arms, "GioGio? May I come in, darling?," he asked, just wanting to bond with his son.

A bright smile revealing Dio's sharp fangs appeared on the blonde's face, his son's upbeat response causing him to come into his room excitedly. He set his beauty supplies down and looked at his small son, "oh lovey, would you let me give you a makeover?"

"Of course, darling," Dio smiled, pinching his son's cheeks. Proud mudad uwu.

Dio knocks gently on Giorno's door, a bag of beauty supplies in his arms, "GioGio? May I come in, darling?," he asked, just wanting to bond with his son.

A bright smile revealing Dio's sharp fangs appeared on the blonde's face, his son's upbeat response causing him to come into his room excitedly. He set his beauty supplies down and looked at his small son, "oh lovey, would you let me give you a makeover?"

Dio tosses some severed fingers in a trail, attempting to get his young vampire son to follow him, "pspspspspsps, it's time to get rid of the Joestars," he cooed, making the weird cat kissy noises.

Dio smiled a wicked grin, "good boy! Erm-- that is what fathers call their children, right--??," he looked at Giorno with a questioning look before brushing the question aside. "I have yummy human numnums in my mansion! Please follow me," he said, leaving little pieces of fingers behind again.

And Alas, the yummy human numnums were in reach..

Dio tosses some severed fingers in a trail, attempting to get his young vampire son to follow him, "pspspspspsps, it's time to get rid of the Joestars," he cooed, making the weird cat kissy noises.

Dio smiled a wicked grin, "good boy! Erm-- that is what fathers call their children, right--??," he looked at Giorno with a questioning look before brushing the question aside. "I have yummy human numnums in my mansion! Please follow me," he said, leaving little pieces of fingers behind again.

Dio: *crouching downna few paces from Giorno, holding his hand out* pspspspspsps

Dio: *crouching downna few paces from Giorno, holding his hand out* pspspspspsps