A/N: Guess who's still alive!? This whore is!!!! Also this is a somewhat part two to that other LA squad x reader fic since someone requested it. Sorry I can't remember who you are person,I'm bad at names </3

Formaggio was never one for prayers,hell! He had no faith to begin with! His attention spam wasn't the greatest and he was pretty sure some old lady was giving him the stink eye.

Which made sense considering how loud he was snoring in the cathedral. Which was also why you quickly escorted him out.

"Maggie,You really do need to sleep more,That was super embarrassing!" You swatted at him, taking him into the kitchen.

"Sorry kitty just the sunlight knocked me out!"

"I'll knock you out" you started to playfully box at him.

"Woahhhh easy! It won't happen again!"

You let out a long sigh,"I really don't feel like getting lectured by Nagano again....I really wish I had something sweet"

"Like?" He leaned on the wall as you dug for something sweet possibly hidden in one of the cabinets.

"A cake! A double fudge cake!" You hadn't had one in ages! But seeing as you owned next to no money, getting said cake would be impossible.

"Really?" He snorted,"then let's get you some"

"Wait we can't! What about the others? What if one of them is allergic?" If you had one that ment everyone had to get some too,it was only fair.

He sighed, "seriously? Who cares if they are, they should have just been born Normal! Besides,we're going to my place anyways"

You laughed and followed him out to his car, it smelled like air freshener.

"Now then where should we go?"

"Why don't we just swing by the corner store near tour place?"

Formaggio had to think for a second, trying to remember exactly where that store was. Then he remembered that the guys could be in a bad mood which would lead to all sorts of problems if they were.

"I don't know,the guys are kinda....ehhhhh" he made a wonky jester with his hand as he pulled out into the street.

"Aw, I just want to make yall something! I haven't seen everyone since Thanksgiving"

"Mmmm" he hummed,remembering all the delicious food you'd brought over,"Yeah we can do that let me just- oh shit hold on" he pulled out his phone and put it too his ear,"Hot and sexy speaking!" He flashed a smile at you while you covered your mouth and rolled up the window,"....aw what? Why do I have too? Can't you get Melone to do it? ...fine I'll be there in like...five minutes" and he hung up the phone,annoyed.

"Whays wrong?"

"Nothing important just gotta be the erran boy for the day"

"Oh poor you!" You tugged on his earlob,"They work you the bone don't they?"

"Oh you dont know the half of it"

Eventually he pulled back up and waited by the curb until the very,very very tall man from Thanksgiving stepped out. He locked the door behind them and sat quietly in the back seat.

Whelp...this was awkward.

"Mr.Risotto was it? It's a pleasure to see you again" you put on your game face and tried to not cry when your eyes met in the rear view mirror.

"Like I said,Risotto is fine"

"Dont be such a hard ass, Give the lady a more than that!" Formaggio sassed earning him a look from Risotto,"I'm sorry,he has zero people skills"

"Oh its OK! I know how you feel when it comes to being shy"

Risotto withheld a snort,'Shy' wasn't a word he'd ever think someone would describe him as.

The car ride was filled with chatter from the two of you unil Formaggio pulled into a parking spot.

"Aight,If you ugly,get out my car" he said as everyone exited.

"Oh my gosh you're awful!" You laughed when he hip checked you and looked over your shoulder as the tall me started heading to the store.

"Hey,Risotto,did you want to come shop with us or did you want to do your own thing?"

Risotto stopped and let the two catch up,"No,it's fine"

"Aww, please! I haven't got a chance to really talk to you all that much! I want to get to know my friend friends!" You held onto his hand,"please? Just stick with us for a little longer?"

Risotto considered himself a man with iron will and right now that iron was looking more and more like butter,"fine,but I'm not staying with you both the entier time"

"Yes!" Out of habit you immediately latched onto their hands and guided them into the across the street after looking both ways.

Risotto turned his head to his co-worker and blinked.

'I am allowing this because?' His red eyes said.

'Cause I'm your favorite and you wouldn't want to make a sister cry would you? That's gotta be some form of bad luck' Formaggios green hues responded.

Risotto just sighed and let you drag them into the store.

"Oh man it's cold in here!"  You let go of Risottos hand and latched onto Formaggio,putting all your weight onto him playfully,"come on,I forgot to put my socks on and I'm super cold already"

"Aye aye!"

The capo flex his hand over and over again,it had been a while since he'd touched something so soft and warm. Something that was alive and wasn't dying or bleeding or begging for him to spare their life as he watched the life fade from their-

"Risotto? You ok?" Touching his knuckles you were worried about the far away look in his eyes.

He blinked away the memories and silently grabbed a cart,pulling away from your smaller palms.

"He's bad with words but I promise he's fine"

Risotto agreed with a grunt.

"If you say so....oh I think it's on isle three" you made mental list of everything you'd need.

"Hey,did I ever tell you about time I-"

La squadras captain tuned the both of you out but kept pace with the two of you,pushing the cart. He Felt...out of place, this was strangely domestic for someone like him. Grabbing different bags of flour,yeast and other things that neither of you could lift nor reach. He didn't know if he liked it or hated it but feeling the almost laugh escaping his lips from a bad joke you'd told;Risotto could safely say he was enjoying his time.

It was about fifteen minutes into the shopping trip and the conversation had turned from, 'what's your favorite band' to 'Could a bunch of wasps take down a bear'

"Obviously the bear will win" Risotto finally said.

"See I told yah,___!"

"Yall are so wrong! Wasps have singers! They'd just Sting it around it'd eyelid"

"Thick fur and probably thick eyelids,____" Risotto said as they stood in line,waiting to pay.

"So what,you're a bear expert now?"

"Yes"

You busted out laughing and tried to muffle it in Formaggios shoulder.

Risotto snorted as the shorter man paied for everything. Maybe he should go shopping with his team more often? Or at least with the two of you around. Atleast then he wouldn't have to worry about Melone eyeing some poor woman up or prosciutto getting annoyed at Pesci and going on another rant!

He mentally frowned at the memories of having to listen to him and Ghiaccio argue.

"So Risotto? Did you have fun coming with us?"

Oh when had they gotten outside? It wasn't like him to zone out like that. But did he have fun? He couldn't remember the last time he did but he didn't hate the shopping trip as much as he thought he would so....

"Yes, I did"

"That's great! I was scared I was being annoying"

He grunted and put all the bags in the back seat,you tried to help but he just told you to go on a sit.

"Such a gentleman!"

That left just him and Formaggio.

"Sooo what do you think? Can she come over more often? We basically get a pretty lady to cook good ass food for us!"

"Is that all you want from her?"

"Well," he rubbed his neck,"I wouldn't mind seeing her seriously, she's already into me"

"Just don't get her killed...and drive slower around curves" little feets stand user didn't know the meaning of the word 'slow'.

"I hear yah"

Ducking into the car Risotto put his seat belt on as Formaggio backed out.

"hey ___,turn on the radio for me yeah?"

"Sure" the car was filled immediately with the sound of some smooth sales man advertising a car sale.

Zoneing put you nodded to the beat of some funky jazz band until the car rolled to stop.

Risotto climbed out as you both helped pull the food into the hideout.

Melone was there to great you and took the semi heavy bags from your grip.

"Ah,my favorite sister comes back to greet us! How have you been!" He was surpised when you pulled him into a hug. He would have hugged you back had his hand not been full! Flimsy bags and whatnot.

"By the grace of God I'v been healthy! How about yourselves? I see you're just as skinny as I remember,do I need to fatten you up some? You tore up those cheesy mashed potato I made" teasing him you put your hands on his hips,he was so skinny!

Meloned hummed at the memory as he put the bags on in the kitchen with the rest of them. Ah yes that plate of perfectly salted,warm,buttery mashed potatos! That was what he dreamed about!

"I wouldn't be apposed to you bringing another pot of that,I'll even pay for the ingredients"

"Oh no,I couldn't possibly let you do that! But the church is always accepting donations! This month,we're trying to help the homeless find jobs,places to bath and sleep at! We're already halfway to our goal!" You were very exicted to share that news! There were so many homeless that were stuck living in cardboard boxes and benches.

Melone patted your arm,"Spoken like a true angel~" He could definitely use babyface on you, someone with a kind personality would make for easier control over the Junior that baby face produced.

"I might not be able to donate but I looking at you I can tell you enjoy music yes?"

"Spot on!"

"Well let me make you a Playlist! I'm sure you could have this playing while at a drive or other"

"Really? Iv always found these computers hard to use! I had no idea you could put music on a blank CD! How does it work?" You took a seat next to him as he pulled out a laptop.

"I believe it has something to do with the grooves in the disk? Or maybe lazers? Something like that" he waves his in an dismissive way.

"Lazers!? There are real lazers in them?"

"I think they're like the kind in movies but less powerful? The light measures the differences in the way light is reflected off the polycarbonate layer on the bottom of the disc, converting it to sound!" Yes that sounded about right.

"Woah" you had no idea that's how they were made,"You really are very intelligent!"

He wallowed in your attention,"ah if only my team mates were as sweet as you!" Somewhere else in the hideout the bathroom door opened up,"especially compared Ghiaccio and his ice figure collection"

"Please,you'll give me a fat ego!"

"Oh it can't be any bigger than his!" He pointed to the man with the red glasses and curly blue hair,it reminded you a bit of a blue cantaloupe.

As you waited for The oven to pre heat the red frame man stepped out from the bathroom,hand semi damp after washing them.

"Hello!" You greeted him and he jumped.

"Who the hell are...wait," he squinted and walked straight up to you,"Do I know you? FORMAGGIO!" He yelled making you jump and wince,"THIS BETTER NOT BE SOME SORT OF HO-"

Formaggio threw a pillow at the blue haired man's head,"Dont even finish that sentence! ___,Is a wonder woman! Don't you ever put that word and her in the same sentence!"

You felt very touched that he had stood up for you.

Ghaiccio,feeling in the wrong, genuinely apologize! Which was rare coming from him of all people. Sure he could be extremely temperamental but he did have some respect for people like you. People actually went out of their way to do some good in his fucked up world.

"Apologies, I assumed when I shouldn't have"

"Well it's all under the bridge!" Sure it made you a bit uncomfortable getting seen as a sex worker but you could forgive and forget!

"Melone told me about your ice figures in the freezer, can I see them?"

"Melone?!" He whipped his head over at the blond,"You foot licking,trash eating creepy bastard"

Melone just wiggled his fingers at him and continued to make a Playlist on a burner CD for you.

"I swear I'll kill him one of these days,Look I'm sure you're a nice lady and all but..." the anger started to fizzle out and he let out a sigh,"Sure,just don't touch anything" maybe the reason he calmed down was due to no one being there to fan the flames. Usually one of his co workers would say or do something to piss him off ever further. However you just stood there,ready to accept his decline. It was a bit refreshing really or maybe it was just nice to talk to someone who wasn't a massive dickwad?

"Here," he opened a deep freezer with white album coating his hands and pulled out his chipping tools,"Dont touch anything!"

He sat out a small plastic table that he usually sat them on and showed off his work. Small dogs and cats suspended in playful animations.

"Oh wow...you made this?"

"Yeah"

"For real?!"

"Yes!"

"Thats amazing! You are so talented!" It was amazing to see the dog looking over its shoulder at the cat leaping up to try and catch a butterfly,"it's so pretty! Oh my gosh is that a turtle with sunglasses on!? That's so cute!!!" You couldn't believe how cute these things were.

"Y-yeah well,don't get too close," he tried to glance at your butt seeing as how you leaned over completely to see them,"....you really think they're that good?"

"These are the best iv ever seen! You should definitely start a business or something!"

He'd entertained the thought of making this a side jig or something once or twice.

"I'm too busy for that" he lied.

"Aww you sure? I can ask Father revrand if he knows any companies or family owned business that would like to hire you"

"Its fine" if he hadn't joined the mafia maybe he could have.

"Mmmm remind me to make you a list anyways cause I know talent when I see it!" You fished around for the small pen and pad you kept in your pocket and wrote yourself a reminder.

"You don't have too" but the thought was nice. Having someone compliments him on something he'd been working hard on for years felt rewarding. He could never show his idiot team mates something this fragile! Well maybe Pesci but that's beside the point.

"What about me? I've many hidden talents" melone cried out.

"Die" Ghiaccio said from the kitchen.

"Come now, Melone is a very intelligent man! I don't think iv ever seen someone type so fast!"

"Yeah! Anyways lovely,here come sit with me! Im alot more fun that walk aggressive ice cube" He showed you the disk,glinting in the sunlight that slipped past the curtain.

"Whats all the commotion about?" The front suddenly opened revealing the rest of la squadra,"Oh its you,Hello sister,___"

You thanked the Malone and Ghiaccio for their time and collection then got up to greet the two men.

"Mr.P and P! You'll have to forgive me,I think I mixed up both of your names. " It had been a while,and bother, their names start with P.

"No worries, It has been a very long while,its Prosciutto and-ophm!" He wasn't expecting you to suddenly hug him! Out of pure reflexives, greatful dead claw grabbed your arm, but he managed to force himself to relax in time.You are a lot more friendly than he remembers.

Pesci watched with slight horror on his face. He'd never EVER seen someone actually hug big bro! At least hug him and not get punched or thrown off to the side. Maybe you really were an angel?

"And this oaf if Pesci"

Oh-

Oh no.

"Hi again!" You pulled the nervous man into a hug as well, and he immediately began to panic!

"Hi! Yeah, hi!" His ears were red, and his body was stiff until you let go.

"I'm sorry. Was that uncomfortable? Have I gotten too friendly?"

"Nononono! It's just me! It's my fault! I'm just a big bundle of nerves!" He tried to sooth you, but in reality, he was freaking out.

"Di molto! I have your disk ready!"

You pulled away from,"Sorry if I made you uncomfortable,coming!" Getting pulled away, pesci let out a raggedy breath. Behind them, you and Melon were shuffling through the playlist as he wrote the number and name for each song of the upside part of the Cd in Sharpie.

"That was sad mamoni, Here let me show how a real man treats a lady, pay close attention, this is how to properly dance with a lady," he looked over your shoulder,"Could I ask for a favor?"

"Of course,let me check on the Mac and cheese first." You did a quick sweep of all the food to make sure nothing had gone wrong,"What can I help you with?"

"Do you,by any chance know how to waltz?"

"As in ball room style? Oh no, I was raised out in the sticks. " You didn't know anything about all those fancy party dance moves.

In priscottos' mind, this could be a perfect opportunity to teach you how to dance and build the younger man's confidence!

"May I ask you to dance?"

"Oh yes! Perfect! Go on dance! I have the perfect song for this!" He pushed the disk into the CD player and started looking for a certain song. The base was filled with an orchestra of string instruments like the violin and harp along with the cello.

"Fair warning,I have no idea how to ballroom dance."

"Dosent matter,I'll lead."

He took your hand and held your hip,waltzing you in a small circle around the room.

"Are you paying attention, mamoni? Look at where my hands and feet are,you too,____"

"Right!"

"I'm looking!" You had to stare at his freshly polished shoes because you really couldn't handle such intense eye contact. You found yourself a bit flustered at his gaze,occasionally glancing up to see if he was still staring at you.

"You have to keep eye content with your partner,____, You can't keep staring at the floor and my feet."

"But what if I step on your shoes?" You couldn't afford to replace such nice leather shoes!

"They've been through worse,now eyes up here."

You were used to making eye contact, and his eyes were so intense! You couldn't take it!

"I'm sorry!" Pulling away, you smothered your face in the couch arm,"I can't!"

Priscotto sighed,"Melone,re start it. You're up, mamoni...mamoni? Get back here!"

Pesci jumped, seeing as he'd gotten caught trying to escape into the kitchen.

"Uh! I just remembered I have to use the restroom!" He ran off to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. The commotion of the blond slamming his fists of the wall made the hall mirror shake as a body plopped out of it.

"Whats with all the commotion?" Illusio yawned. He'd been asleep in the mirror world the entire time.

Priscotto whipped his head around to see if the sister had noticed. Thankfully, you  got up to help in the kitchen as the small of cake and something heavy and fulfilling filled the hideout.

"Think before you act dumbass!" He hissed! If you'd saw him, then Priscotto would have no choice but to age you till you were nothing but dust under his heel. He really didn't want to explain to the church why one of their own had disappeared while in their care.

"Chill out,you'll give yourself a stroke old man. Besides, I heard dinner was almost done?" That was the only reason he stuck around, and sure enough, the smell of something with meat and potatoes slapped him across the face.

"Insufferable,all of you! MAMONI OPEN UP!"

"IM BUSY!!"

Illusio laughed at him and moved into the kitchen as you and Formaggio were getting the plates out.

"Nice to see you again, sister."

"Hi! Just one sec!" You carefully iced the cake and helped set the table.

"I'm taking this to Risotto,he's probably held up in his room or something." Formaggio said,leaving you with the other stand user.

"Kay! Sorry about that, Hi again! It's been a while. "

"Hey and hello chocolate cake~ you know you should be our little chef or something,you cook like one of those famous chefs"

"Aww, thank you! But I'd have to decline. I'm sure you boys have your fair share of secrets you don't want some house maid finding" especially if they were all roommates.

"Yeah, I can see why you say that," he took a plate and moved to sit in front of the T.v that Melone had turned on,"It smells just as good as last time."

"I would hope so! Cause my feet hurt!" You sighed,happy that everyone had enjoyed your food so much and stared at his hair.

"You have such pretty hair,How do you get it so soft and silky?" The assassin was sitting in front of you,eating the cake he didn't lift a finger to help make.

"I was just born with it." he knew it was pretty, that's why he took such good care of it.

"It's very pretty,Is it OK if  I braid it?" You knew that this was a pretty random and strange request. Especially considering you'd only met twice but the smell of food had relaxed you and you were feeling extra friendly today!

He shrugged,"As long as I can un-do them later," he hadn't had someone play with his hair before in years. Feeling gentle fingers dance across his scalp was one of the best feelings in the world, hands down!

"Yes!" You cheered and immediately started braiding his hair,using your finger to pull stands apart over and over again. The feeling was relaxing and soothing,something he wouldn't mind paying someone to do.

Illusos mind melded into nothing as he zoned out, eating cake and zoning in and out on certain conversations of the T.v and Melone.

Pesci eventually came out and sat next to you while Formaggio tended to the food. The two of you lowly chatted about the nice fishing spots he'd found around the coast and on his 'travels'. He occasionally caught a word or two as he sat his now clean plate next to him. God, he was really for this food coma to take him to bed already!

"Really?! As big as the couch?! How many people did it take to lift out of the water?"

"The entier doc came and helped me! Even big bro was proud of me, " he thought about the massive fish he caught that day with pride. Having someone new over was...

Nice!

This was nice...yeah...this was really nice.