#arrigo

[what0kx]

I made 3 versions of this stupid meme because I was thinking of multiple characters that fit this scenario so well

[primepaginequotidiani]

PRIMA PAGINA Nuova Ferrara di Oggi mercoledì, 26 febbraio 2025

[marypickfords]

La madre e la morte (Arrigo Frusta, 1911)

[weirdlookindog]

Mary Cleo Tarlarini in La madre e la morte | 1911 | dir. Arrigo Frusta

[guy60660]

Kurt Arrigo | House of Spoils

[perfectquote]

When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.

Arrigo Boito

[lapinneok]

billie of the day

[thoughtkick]

When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.

Arrigo Boito

[oldsardens]

Arrigo Lora Totino - Senza Titolo

[perfectfeelings]

When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.

Arrigo Boito

[awidevastdominion]

[primepaginequotidiani]

PRIMA PAGINA Gazzetta Dello Sport di Oggi domenica, 02 febbraio 2025

[escapedaudios]

May I please pour boiling hot tea on Arrigo straight from the kettle and then drop said kettle on his head please

You're going to hate him so much more in season 2 lmao.

[dirty-rotten-scoundrels]

" I’ve been hearing a lot about this thing called ‘The Rats Of New Jersey’ or something. can someone tell me what it i— "

[ONE NEW MESSAGE - INTERN❤️❤️❤️]

" what-? hold on. "

" 'youwontbelievewhatifound.itssomethingar—' Arrigo? okay…'arrigopostedonhistwitter.' Let’s see what this ‘post’ is. "

[TWO HOURS LATER]

" oh my god.. that- that isn’t even true! god! Hey @ilovegabagool , look! Arrigo wrote weird fanfiction about us being villains! "

[quotefeeling]

When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.

Arrigo Boito

[ccstiles]

The new 'intern'

Jean x Arrigo ch 1, hope y'all enjoy, bc I certainly will >:3c

Tap tap tap tap

The clicking of the keyboard filled the space around Jean as he worked on the spreadsheet. It was a slow day, with only Jean in the fake office space, the brothers having gone out to talk to the boss on some important matters. Jean had opted to stay back, as he'd been working on cleaning up some embezzled money Tricky Rickey had recently gotten, and the numbers weren't lining up exactly as he wanted.

The melodic tapping stoped for a moment as Jean looked over the spread sheet for the millionth time, seeing if what he did finally fixed the problem at hand.

"God fuckin-" he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, as after hours of working on it, the money still wasn't clean enough to pass off without an audit.

Jean sighed as he got up, his bones cracking in complaint as he went to grab his fourth coffee of the day. Night? He hadn't checked the time for what was probably hours, and he didn't plan on doing so, to try and keep at least an ounce of sanity.

Bang!

Ah, he could feel the headache coming back as badaboom started yelling at him from the front door about the locks again. Jean just stared at the wall in front of him while his coffee brewed, wondering if he should just head home and leave the embezzled money for tomorrow.

"Badaboom, leave Jean alone. He's had enough stress with the money I got from the recent shipments," a different voice chastised Badaboom, snapping Jean back into reality.

Rounding the corner into the main office space, Jean was surprised to see Tricky Rickey, Giovanni, and a very pissed off Arrigo standing there with the Bada brothers.

"Boss?" Jean questioned, rubbing his eyes to see if it was just a trick his tired brain was playing on him.

"Jean!" Tricky Rickey turned to the accountant with a smile "so great to see you. Have you been able to clean up the money I gave you?"

Jean sighed as he went to grab his coffee, taking a sip before answering him.

"Not quite," Jean cringed just thinking of working on the money again, "it's been giving me a lot of trouble."

"Ahh, you'll get it nice and squeaky clean soon enough," Trickey Rickey laughed, "Enough pleasantries though, it's time we get down to the meat of why I'm here."

Jean nodded his head, he was really curious as to why the boss had decided to stop by, as he doesn't really stop by the office space.

"As you know, the fake inturn scam hasn't been working as well as we planned," Trickey Rickey motioned for Giovanni to push his wheelchair more towards the center of the room.

"I told you no one would fall for it!" Badaboom chastised Badabing, who looked towards the other like he was going to start arguing with his brother again.

"Why you-" Bing began, but was cut off by Trickey Rickey.

"Would you two stop bickering?" His words were sharp towards the brothers, before turning back to Jean and clearing his throat.

"As I was saying, it didn't work. Which is a shame, as you have been needing some help around here, especially with the amount of money we've been pulling in recently," Jean was curious as to where the boss was getting at, as well as what it had to do with him and Arrigo being here.

"What's your point?" Jean decided it was best to just cut to the chase.

"My point is, I found you an assistant!" Rickey smiled as he gestured towards Arrigo.

Jean sat there for a moment in shock, the gears audibly turning in his head as he processed the information, before he bursted out laughing.

"Ha! You're so funny boss," Jean said, wiping away a tear that had formed from him laughing so hard.

"This isn't a joke Jean," said man did a double take at Rickey's tone, which sounded very serious.

"Wait, you're actually serious?" Jean was hit with surprise once more, looking towards a very pissed off Arrigo for a moment, "boss I'm sorry, but him? I'm half certain that you either had to pay off or threaten his school teachers to get him through school."

"Excuse you?!" Arrigo snapped back, "I will have you know my teachers found me a delight in class."

"Yeah, a delight for their pockets, not so much for their ears and sanity," Jean quipped back before he took a big gulp of his coffee.

"Boys, boys," Trickey Rickey tried his best to calm the two down, "I know you two probably aren't that excited about this whole thing-"

"Yeah, pa, I'm not!" Arrigo interrupted his dad, "no way do I want to work for him!"

"The feeling's mutual," Jean mused, downing the rest of his coffee.

"But," Rickey was getting annoyed at all the interruptions, "Arrigo needs to learn work ethic, and many other things he didn't get to learn because his mother coddled him so much. I'm counting on you, Jean, to teach him."

"Me??" Jean felt like slamming his head into his keyboard, "why boss? This is supposed to be a punishment for him, not me!"

"Because you're the best working man I know!" Trickey Rickey motioned for Giovanni to move his wheelchair closer to Jean, bringing the man in closer, "listen Jean, you're the only other person who can put Arrigo in his place, and I'm too busy to deal with teaching him myself. He's staying with you for a month, and if you can instill any sort of work ethic, or just ethic in general, I got a little something for you at the end of the month."

Jean didn't know what to say. He hated Arrigo's guts and wanted to put a couple of bullets through his skull, but he doesn't have a choice to say no to the boss, or it would be his skull used for target practice.

"I'll-" he hesitates once more before sighing, "I'll try. I can't give any promises, but I'll try boss."

"There we go!" Trickey Rickey laughed, giving Jean's shoulder squeeze, "I knew you'd come around eventually."

Jean nodded, but as he got up from where he was bent to talk to Trickey Rickey, he noticed a few things.

"Hey wait, what are all these bags for?" Jean asked as he watched Giovanni bring in a couple of suitcases and a duffle bag.

"Arrigo's stuff. He'll be staying with you while he interns," Trickey Rickey explains.

"He's WHAT." Jean was going to get a migraine with all the surprises and twists Rickey was throwing at him.

"Staying with you, hope you don't mind Jean," Trickey Rickey smiled at him as Giovanni moved to grab his wheelchair, beginning to wheel him towards the door.

"Try not to kill him Jean, my wife still wants him back after the month's over," Trickey Rickey called over his shoulder as the two exited, Giovanni giving a nod before he shut the door.

Jean, Arrigo, Bing and Boom sat there for a moment in awkward and confused silence.

"Welp, that does it. This next month is gonna be hell!" Badaboom exclaimed, loudly sighing.

"You could say that," Jean could barely feel his body, too exhausted and confused.

"Oh what, you think I want to stay with you bozos?" Arrigo complained, "I begged my pa to not make me do this, but he keeps on saying I need to learn "wOrK eThIc". Whatever the hell that is."

Jean just shook his head as he went back over to the kitchen, making himself another cup of coffee.

"Hey, Badabing?" Jean called over to the smaller brother, "don't you carry a flask of whiskey on you?"

"Uh, yeah," Badabing nodded, taking the flask out and handing it over to Jean, "have as much as you need."

"Thanks," Jean took the flask with a nod, turning to grab his now finished cup of coffee and pouring half the flask in it.

"Hey, uh, are you sure you should be doin that?" Arrigo asked, slightly concerned.

"Shut up Arrigo." Jean sighed before sipping on his, now much stronger, cup of coffee.