Is that a **** reference?

3rd person POV:

After the defeat of Red, (Y/n) "won" his wallet and used it to buy lunch for himself and his companions.

Once their stomachs were full, they managed to rent a car with no plans to return it as they adventured towards the windy City.

Leone drove, (Y/n) rode shotgun, while Marcus and Anna sat in the back of the car.

(Y/n): How much longer is this trip going to take?

Leona: GPS says 12 hours.

(Y/n):....

(Y/n): Go faster.

Leona: No. We'll get pulled over and it'll take even longer to get there.

(Y/n): I hate this.

Leona: Don't be a child.

(Y/n): Don't be a bitch.

Leona: You wanna fight?

(Y/n): Like you could call me kicking your ass again a fight.

Leona/(Y/n):(glare)

Marcus: Mommy, Daddy please don't fight.

Leona/(Y/n):(glares at Marcus)

Marcus: I'm sorry, please don't kill me.

(Y/n): Anna, hit him.

Marcus: What?!

Anna: I-I-

Leona: Do it.

Anna: O-okay...

(Soft Smack)

Marcus: Ow- actually that wasn't that bad...

(Y/n): We need to make a pit stop before I take the wheel.

After a few hours, the group finally made a pitstop at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

It was entirely a coincidence that they arrived in the vicinity.

Leona and Anna went to refuel the gas tank while letting the boys enjoy the hall of fame.

They couldn't really get in, seeing as it was closed today but they enjoyed a beverage while sitting outside on the massive letters in front of the building that said: "Long live rock".

Marcus: Okay, there's something I don't get. Why are you so determined to get your jacket back?

Marcus: You were it all the time, yes, but... I've seen your closet.

Marcus: You only were clothes until they're unwearable or ditch them until the right season, which I have seen you done with that same jacket.

Marcus: So what gives?

(Y/n):(sips drink)

Marcus: You can tell me.

(Y/n): Yeah yeah, I know.

(Y/n):...

(Y/n): Don't you dare tell anyone, got it?

Marcus: My ears are open and my lips are sealed.

(Y/n): It's not my jacket, but what I left on it.

Marcus: What you left on it?

(Y/n): Yeah...

(Y/n): It's the last thing I ever got from my mom. It's also the last thing I have of hers.

Marcus: Oh...

(Y/n): After she died, that damn pig got rid of all her things from the house.

Marcus: You can't blame him, her things probably was a constant reminder of her, which would hurt.

Marcus: It might be bad enough with the house.

(Y/n): He has it easy. If I could forget about her, I would.

(Y/n): Remembering her such a pain in the arse and a total bummer.

Marcus: Then why do you want that thing you left in your jacket?

(Y/n): Because... Ugh, shut up!

Marcus: What even is the thing?

(Y/n): I ain't saying. Who knows if the hag is listening.

While taking a sip from his drink again, he and Marcus heard someone playing a bass.

The obvious reference song she was playing, shocked the boys.

Marcus/(Y/n):!?

Slowly turning around they saw the woman playing this reference song.

The woman wore what could only be described as a red leather skimpy witch outfit with a large witch hat to match.

The woman herself seemed to either be in her twenty's or thirties.

(Y/n):.... Is she fucking Jojo referencing us?

Marcus: I think she is...

(Y/n):... That bitch.

Marcus: That outfit.

Jason immediately jumped down from where he sat and walked towards the leady jamming on her bass.

(Y/n): Who the hell do you think you are?!

She suddenly stopped playing.

Woman: My name...?

With her head lowered she raised her arm then gestured to herself.

Women: My name is Jojo Jammer.

Jojo: Otherwise known as the Musical captain by the people of Rum.

(Y/n): I already hate that you exist.

Jojo: I... Jojo Jammer... Have a challenge for you!

(Y/n): Marcus! What's that word for anime nerd?

Marcus: You mean Otaku?

(Y/n): That's the one.

(Y/n): If you make one more fucking Jojo reference you otaku prostitute, I'll bash your face in with that guitar.

Marcus/Jojo: Bass.

(Y/n):.... Your punishment is now to be sexually harassed by Marcus.

Jojo: If you win.

(Y/n): The brawl?

Jojo: The dance.

(Y/n): The fuck-

She played a note on her bass, which somehow caused a bullet to be fired and hit the ground an inch away from Jason's foot.

(Y/n):!?

Jojo: I've set this whole stage up, so I can fire guns with a simple strum of my bass.

(Y/n): Why can't you hold a gun like a normal person?

Jojo: I use this set up to kill my targets during my live concerts.

Jojo: It gives me the perfect alibi.

Looking around the area, (Y/n) is able to spot the guns.

Jojo: Now...

She holds the brim of her hat down to hide her eyes to attempt to make herself look cool.

Flicking the brim of her hat up to reveal her face.

Jojo: Dance for me~

Every other note she played fired a bullet towards (Y/n).

After getting grazed by several bullets, the hellspawn had figured out how the pattern functioned.

With that knowledge, he was capable of predicting when she was going to fire and move accordingly out of the way.

He confidently made his way closer to Jojo until she changed her shooting pattern on the fly.

Catching (Y/n) off guard, Jojo slowly made him retreat back.

(Y/n):(mind) Great, back at square one.

(Y/n): Yo, Marcus?

Turning around, he failed to find Marcus.

(Y/n): Marcus?

Marcus: RAAAHHH!

Jojo/(Y/n):!?

While the two were in the middle of their battle, Marcus had snuck up behind Jojo and now grabbed her from behind. He also "accidentally" placed his hands upon her breasts.

Marcus: Hehehe...

Understandably, Jojo didn't really appreciate the cultured attack of Marcus.

She elbowed him in the gut, several times until his grip slipped and he released her.

Jojo, twisting around, then bashed her bass like a battering ram against his chest, knocking the air out of Marcus as he fell to the floor.

Jojo: Good grief. What a-

As those two were "fighting" against one another, (Y/n) had closed the gap between him and Jojo, allowing him to tear her bass out of her hands.

Jojo:!?

(Y/n): MUDA MUDA otaku bitch!

The Hellspawn then smashed her bass into her face, which broke her nose, knocked some of her teeth out, and most likely cracked her skull.

But she was unconscious and he victorious, which was all that mattered to him.

(Y/n): You usually don't help with fights, why did you do it?

He asked as he helped Marcus to his feet.

Marcus: I was originally running away to a safer location to not get shot, but then I realized she didn't notice me.

Marcus: Seeing how "open" she was. I was inspired to help.

(Y/n): You still got knocked on your ass.

Marcus:(chuckles)

Marcus: I have no regrets.

(Y/n): Next time, try to put them into a headlock.

Marcus:(smiles) What I did was much better.

(Y/n): No... No, it wasn't.

The two friends began searching for the girls who were currently waiting in a nearby parking lot.

Leona: Where are they? This is the same parking lot we left them at, right?

Anna: I believe so.

Leona: Tch, did those two get into trouble again? Wait here, I'll go look for them.

The cobalt lion went out in search of the Dragon she followed and the pervert that followed him.

Anna on the other hand got a call from the phone she was carrying.

(Ring ring)

Anna:!?

With not much of a choice due to the importance, Anna answered.

Anna: H-hello...?

Evelyn:(on phone) Greetings.

Anna: (Y/n)'s not here...

Evelyn:(on phone) I know. I want to talk to you.

Anna: M-me?

Evelyn:(on phone) Of course. You're the close thing to a granddaughter I have.

Evelyn:(on phone) So I thought I'd connect with you.

Anna: Connect with me?

Evelyn:(on phone) Your intelligence has piqued my interest. Along with how strong you are.

Evelyn:(on phone) Not even Jason could kill a person as you did.

Anna;!?

Anna: How did you-

Evelyn:(on phone) Not important. What is important, is that I'm willing to give you what you need.

Evelyn:(on phone) In exchange, you'll just owe grandma a little favor.

Anna:... Tell me more.

After a short conversation, she hung up.

Anna then noticed in the distance, Leona meeting with the boys.

Leona: What the hell were you two doing?

(Y/n): Fighting an otaku.

(Y/n): Anyway, I got you this Bass.

Leona: Oh... Uh, t-thanks. I wasn't expecting this.

He gives her the bass.

Leona: Pretty cool bass... Why is there blood on it?

(Y/n): Not important. I'm driving.

Leona: Sure, whatever.

After three walked back to the car, they prepared to leave with Anna.

(Y/n): Let's go.