#just felt inspired to draw Gio and some animation

[nothingbizzare]

Got a bit bored igfiydjy

[mrs-brando-joestar]

Hey it's me mudad anon hi,it's has been a while hasn't it? I was wondering if you could write a mudad scenario involving Diego and Giorno,like Gio giving Diego who's busy doing something like reading with Mudad or talking to mum,him(Giorno) a drawing of him(Diego) and saying he's his fave person and gives him a hug?,what's his reaction? 💕🙊

hi, mudad nonnie

Giorno was always fascinated with nature. He adored the warmth from the sunlight, the way its rays would shine over blossoming flowers, the brilliance of it all. Giorno adored picking flowers in the mansion’s garden. He admired their soft petals and their bright colors. Most of all, Giorno loved animals. There were so many creatures on earth that he enjoyed, and many creatures he had yet to see or learn about. Each species unique and wonderful! His eyes sparkled when he would see pictures of them in Dio’s books!

However, his father could care less for them. In fact, he despised animals. He viewed them as pathetic for their submission to humans. There were few animals his father would respect- animals who were powerful and feared by their prey. For example, the mansion’s guard, Pet Shop, which his older brother Diego domesticated.

Despite being the spitting image of his father, the only thing Diego had in common with his father was cutthroat ambition and pride. Diego respected animals and was skilled in training them. Even the most wild and untameable of animals would obey him. Giorno believed it was because his older brother understood them and was able to empathize with animals. In fact, seeing Diego with his horse Silver Bullet inspired his fascination with animals. Sometimes, Diego would allow little Giorno to pet him, brush his mane, and even ride Silver Bullet (with Diego of course)!

Giorno adored his older brother and wished to show him how deeply he loves him. You watched your son brainstorm ideas for what he could do for Diego. “Gio, why don’t you make a picture for him?” He quickly shook his head. In his eyes, his brother deserved more than just a drawing. He left the room and approached the mansion’s garden, hoping to get inspiration there. You smiled to yourself, your cheeks warms and rosey. You had such wonderful children and a beautiful husband. What more could a woman ask for?

You left the room, hoping to find your husband. You hear a door slam shut. Immediately you thought of Dio. He must have had a disagreement with one of his servants. No one else would slam doors in the manor, nor would anyone else be so aggressive. You approached the room, hoping to find Dio to calm him down. Instead, you found Diego, arms folded across his chest. “Diego, what happened?” You tried to keep a calm demeanor to not overwhelm your frustrated son. You gently put your hands on his shoulder.

“Ask him.” He quickly shifted his feet and walked away.

You turned your head to see Dio. You raised your brows in concern. “Darling, what happened between you and Diego?”

He scowled. “You already know he won’t listen to me, the stubborn little brat.” You shook your head. Diego is a rebellious child and often challenged Dio. You loved them both, but your strongest loyalty lies with Dio. He is Diego’s father, after all. Someone as godlike and brilliant as Dio knows what is best for you and your children.

“I’ll try to reason with him.”

You rush to look for your eldest son to find him in the mansion’s stables, located right next to the mansion’s garden. He was nestled next to Silver Bullet. He brushed through his horse’s mane and hummed to himself, trying his best to find some inner peace. His expression was solemn.

“Diego?” You called out to him, “May I speak with you?”

He turned his head. “If this is about him, I’d rather not.”

“Diego, he only wants what is best for you-”

“Bullshit,�� he interrupted. “That is bullshit. He wants what is best for him, he doesn’t care for anyone else. He’s too damn selfish!”

You felt the heat rising in your face. How dare he? Diego was so clueless! “Do you realize what you are saying Diego?”

“Yes, do you comprehend what I’m saying? Are you taking this in?” That’s it, he has gone too far. Without thinking, you lifted your hand and aimed for Diego’s face. As you attempted to slap him, you felt a small hand on your wrist.

“W-wait,” a small voice cried out. You looked down to see it was Giorno. Did he hear you two? You felt so embarrassed.

“Gio?! What are you doing here?”

“I made something for big bro Diego.” He approached his brother and handed him a slip of paper. Not just any slip of paper either. On it, Giorno had used all of his favorite colors and wrote a message for his brother. Diego took the paper in his hands. Before he could read the message, the paper transformed into a bouquet of flowers. Each flower a different color that Giorno used.

Diego’s eyes widened. He felt surprised. He felt joy. He felt gratitude. He felt love. Immediately, he scooped up his little brother and embraced him. “You’re my favorite person, Diego.”

Diego smiled and whispered, “You’re my favorite person too, Gio.” His voice was shaky, trying not to cry. Giorno was too sweet.

You walked away, feeling proud of your children. All the anger you felt left and was replaced with love. You’d apologize to Diego later. Now, you have to dry your tears and find Dio to tell him what just happened. Maybe you’ll also bring up that he should be more considerate of Diego. Behind that cool demeanor lied a soft-hearted boy, one who cherishes his little brother with all of his heart.