mafia 2 comic ft. vito scaletta, joe barbaro, and my oc francisco. vito and joe are at a coffee stand in the snow.
j: hey vito, we been pals a while, right?
v: only since diapers, sure.
j: and y'know, pals like us, we tell each other things.
v: should i be getting nervous?
j: feelings. secrets. all that crap.
v: oh, ok. well now i'm really worried.
j: well, i wanna ask you somethin's and you gotta promise not to throw a fit.
v: what, you want a pinky promise?
j: wouldja?
v: just get on with it, joe.
j: ok, well, i warned ya.
right as vito sips his coffee, joe asks him: you gay? and he spits it right out.
vito is in disbelief while joe muses about his sexuality.
v: WHAT.
j: ah, geez, here we go.
v: why- what kinda-
j: i was just thinkin'- y'never went steady with any girls in high school, and youse the quiet type. that's kinda half the signs for a queer.
v: we've been to the CATHOUSE together, joe!
j: well sure, but you could also be shakin' hands with fellas on the side. who knows? people can do that. i heard 'bout it on the radio.
vito turns to storm off.
v: gettin' your wisdom from the radio, now i know you've gone daffy. forget this. i'll see you at home.
j: aw, come on, vito! you're not actually sore, are ya? I was just bustin' your balls a little.
v: not THAT- i gotta see sunny about a job, anyway.
joe calls out to vito as he storms off: that fella ain't helping your case, you know!
cut to vito driving with a pensive frown, holding a cigarette.
cut to vito standing and holding a bag, smoking.
v: hey, roro-
f: yeah?
v: this uh... this thing. that make me a queer?
francisco walks up to vito and takes the bag from him, looking smug.
f: depends- d'ya want to get in my pants before or after you knew what was in 'em?
vito starts: well i-
he stops and thinks harder, face flushed.
cuts to him back in his car at night, eyes wide with the realization.
well are you??
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