Formaggio: He's not looking at me, or detecting any sounds that I'm making! That alone can't explain how he found out when I was hiding in his pocket or after the pressurized air in the tire blasted away. 

Formggio then saw a couple of rats coming for him! 

Formaggio: Shit. 

Narancia: GOT YOU! YOU'RE IN THE STORM DRAIN! 

Formaggio was nearly blasted as he fell into the water down below! 

Aerosmith faced him too. 

Formaggio: FANCULO! He's even detected me in the water?! LITTLE FEET! 

But he got blasted again! 

Formaggio: THIS REALLY FUCKING SUCKS! This ability of his, it's far more than I bargained for! What do I do now? Maybe if I shrink myself down even more then maybe he'll lose me! It's worth a shot! But if I shrink down even more, then those rats would eat me! Damn it! This just keeps getting worse! I have to- 

But he noticed the rats were dead. 

Formaggio: Wait. 

He covered his mouth as Aerosmith passed by. 

Formaggio: So that's it. It's my breath! It stopped searching for me because his Stand tracks breathing patterns! 

Another rat ran by and Aerosmith shot it down! 

Formaggio continued to hold his breath only to find- 

Narancia tracked them, and- 

Narancia: So many running in different directions?! Are they rats or something? 

He then started to blast them with Formaggio clinging to one rat! 

Formaggio: HA! I GOT YOU NOW NARANCIA! 

He used Little Feet to scratch Aerosmith! 

Narancia: ARGH! 

Formaggio: I'VE WON NARNACIA! I JUT HAVE TO MAKE MY ESCAPE AND THEN IT WILL BE HELL FOR YOU! 

But then Aerosmith found him. 

Narancai: There's one rat breathing harder than the rest! Is that bastard on his back? I hope so! DIE YOU PIECE OF SHIT! 

He blasted Formaggio full of holes! 

Narancia: DIRECT HIT! 

But he was still alive. 

Formaggio: Ha ... Ha ... time's up Narancia. I would have died, but enough time has passed for your Stand to shrink. So it's harmless. 

Indeed, Narancia was so small, he was the size of his own shoe! 

Narancia: DAMN IT! So if I shrink Aerosmith's power shrinks too?! MERDA! MERDA! SHIT! FUCKITY FUCK! I HAVE TO GET AEROSMITH BACK! 

Narancia went to hide somewhere, but he ran into a big cat! 

Narancia: STUPID CAT! MOVE! 

He blasted the ear and ran for a nearby bottle, only to slip on water. 

Narancia: WHAT?! 

Formaggio appeared, now in his normal size, standing tall over Narancia! 

Formaggio: HEH! 

He stomped on him! 

Narancia: AAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! 

Formaggio: You made it difficult, but you can't escape once you're under Little Feet's spell now, Narancia! So now, tell me where you're hiding Trish! 

Narancia: FUCK YOU! I'D RATHER DIE THAN RAT OUT MY GANG! YOU ASSHOLES ARE TRYING TO KIDNAP AN INNOCENT GIRL! YOU KNOW WHAT?! LEAVE HER OUT OF IT! HER ONLY CRIME IS BEING THE DAUGHTER OF OUR BOSS! 

Formaggio: Oh fuck me huh? 

He stomped on Narancia more and more. 

Formaggio: You're talking about your team and how you're going to protect that stupid whore! I don't give two fucks about you and your pride, Narancia! We're going to kill your Boss and take over the Drug Trafficking! It'll be all ours! Just give us that stupid bitch and we'll use her to find out his identity! 

Formaggio thought of the drug routes that the Boss had established, and now that he and his team had suffered so much disgrace- 

Formaggio: As long as we have Trish, then everything that belongs rightfully to La Squadra will be ours! NOW TELL ME WHERE SHE IS! 

Narancia: AEROSMITH! 

He tried to blast Formaggio, but- 

Formaggio: DIDN'T I TELL YOU RITARDE, YOUR STAND IS TOTALLY HARMLESS NOW! 

He grabbed Aerosmith, and then- 

Formaggio: Have a nice death, Narancia! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! 

He put him in a glass bottle with a spider in it! 

Narancai: SHIT! 

He dodged the attacks of the spider, and was soon hit by a string of web! 

Narancai: SHIT! NO! NO NO! 

It began to wrap him up in the webs! Narancia: FUCK! FUCK! 

He tried to fire at Formaggio, but it was no use. 

Formaggio: HA! That's enough Narancia. You did what you could. I appreciate your loyalty and guts tough. I'll let the rest of your team know that when I'm killing them! So just ready while the spider kill you! 

Narancia: Ha. You don't get it, asshole. I jut shot at a car. And I'm sure I hit the gas tank. Those holes are so far away I can't really tell where they are from here, but I knew now that with bullet holes are smouldering, they give off carbon dioxide, so I can detect them with Aerosmith! When your Stand caught Aerosmith, I wans't trying to hit the spider, I shot at the tank! 

Formaggio: WHAT?! 

https://youtu.be/U0TXIXTzJEY

KABOOM! 

Formaggio: AAAAAAAARGH! SHIT! 

Formaggio was on fire as he was rolling around in pain! 

And then Narancia was grown back to normal as he broke out of the glass bottle! 

Narancia: Well, there go all that I bought, but I don't have to worry about being spider food! 

Formaggio: AAAAAAAAAARGH! YOU LITTLE COCKSUCKER! 

Formaggio: ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR GOD DAMN MIND?! YOU'RE FUCKING MENTAL! No matter, my Stand is still faster than yours! NOW DIE! LITTLE FEET! 

Narancai: OH YEAH?! EAT THIS! 

He finished Formaggio off with his final line of bullets! 

Formaggio: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH! What a shame ... you just went shopping, and it turned into this mess, right Narancia? Well, guess what? It'll only get worse for all of you. 

And then as Aerosmith disappeared, Formaggio finally died! 

Narnacia: Damn it. Mission ... failed. All of my stuff and cash ... got burned ... up.