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Happy Birthday Croco-chan

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧Happy Birthday to my dearest Sand husband.

Little bit of SandPumpkin to celebrate (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ going to spoil my gator.

@one-piece-dumpster-fire

Hana was very excited, she had the date on her calendar since she had coerced the delicate information out of Bon-chan. “What’s got you in such a good mood?” Rapunzel asked, handing her another plate to dry.

“Well it’s Croco-chan’s birthday tomorrow!” she replied happily, “I can’t wait to- what’s wrong?” she noticed Rapunzel’s pale face.

“You didn’t know but Boss doesn’t celebrate it.. He’s not really the birthday cheer kinda guy..” Rapunzel explained, but watching her shoulders slump made him feel pretty bad “Well..I mean we can sort something..little out..” he suggested. Bentham had overheard and was equally excited.

“Oh come on Rapi..you can’t have a small party for Zero-chan..it has to be lavish.” Bon whined, spinning around in the dining room.

“How exactly are you going to distract Boss long enough for us to decorate the place and bake him a cake?” Rapunzel asked, setting his hands on his hips. Hana grinned and tapped her chest proudly.

“Leave that to me...or Chompy..” Hana turned but then handed Rapunzel a carefully folded piece of paper “I can’t bake..I was thinking of a crocodile cake..too much?”

Rapunzel laughed loudly looking over the poorly drawn crocodile “Why not. If we’re going all in. I’ll make the most spectacular goddamn crocodile cake ever.” Rapunzel chuckled. How can a party be lavish with a crocodile themed cake?

Hana cheered happily and hurried back to her room, to wrap the rest of Crocodile’s gifts. She couldn’t wait. She loved celebrating her loved ones birthdays. They couldn’t get angry at her for buying the gifts. And she had been hanging onto his gifts for a while now.

The next morning everyone was up early. Hana told Crocodile she was working on a new dress the night before and would sleep in her room. She procured Crocodile’s breakfast and morning coffee from Rapunzel and eased Chomp awake who was unhappy at being woken up so early. “Morning my little Chomp. Can you help me?” she asked, the bananawani stretched and rubbed itself against Hana’s legs, like a scaly little cat. “Okay Captain Chomp. Your mission is super important. Today is Croco-chan’s birthday. We need you to distract Croco-chan until we come and get you okay? Just means you get to spend lots of time with papa.” she explained seriously to the small gator.

Elon leant closer to Bentham “does that thing actually understand?” he asked quietly, he watched the small bananawani plod behind Hana and clambered up the stairs to Crocodile’s cabin. “If she pulls this off I’ll be amazed.” Elon mumbled as she entered his cabin.

Crocodile had woken up in a terrible mood. He had become so accustomed to having Hana sleep beside him that it was difficult to sleep without her nearby. She always held his hand or trailed little patterns on his left arm, holding it against her as if protecting what was left of his arm. He found it endearing and slept far better than he ever had. He already slumped at his desk when he heard the knock at the door.

“What!” he barked on instinct.

“Good morning Croco-chan.” Hana’s bright voice came, followed by the patter of little claws.

I shouted at her again.. She set his breakfast and coffee on his desk, followed by the morning paper. Resting a hand on his arm, she leant to kiss his cheek, nuzzling his face affectionately.

“I hope you won’t be making a habit of sleeping elsewhere.” he stated, glancing up at her. Hana blushed and smiled softly at him, slipping her arms around his neck.

“I’m sorry. I won’t..” peppering little kisses across his jaw “I slept terribly.” she added with a little sigh, “I got so used to having you near. I just couldn’t get comfortable or warm enough.”

“Then you should have come back.” he huffed,

“I know..but it was so late..” Crocodile shot her a look, “I know...but..anyway..” she kissed his cheek again. “I’ll let you eat your breakfast in peace.” Crocodile let the smallest of smiles tug at his lips, he did enjoy hearing how much she missed him and how she doted on him. “I’ll come back for the dishes soon.” she added and hurried out of his cabin. Crocodile sank into his chair reaching for his coffee when he felt something tug on his trouser leg. Peering down he saw Captain Chomp tugging ever so carefully, making a strange kind of growl/mewl.

“I thought I told her to look after you.” he growled, but the bananawani kept on tugging and nudging his leg until Crocodile gave in, lowering his hook for the gator to climb on allowing Crocodile to lift the small reptile onto his lap. “Only until she comes back for you.” Crocodile warned. Chomp gave a happy sounding snort in response and shuffled into a comfortable spot and fell asleep promptly. I’m starting to wonder who is actually in charge on this ship.

Crocodile read the paper in delightful silence and drank his coffee before moving onto some left over work. He only looked up when a knock once again brought him out of his work.

“Croco-chan?” her voice came again, “it’s time for lunch.” she announced. Lunch? Already? He hadn’t even noticed the time. Chomp wiggled on his lap and plopped onto the wooden floor, scurrying towards Hana. He looked up and noticed the plates had gone.

“When did you sneak in?” he asked, stretching and rising from his chair. Chomp was already in her arms looking proud, his tail swishing contently. Crocodile noticed her outfit had changed. More flamboyant than this morning. “Going somewhere?” he questioned, walking over to her, tilting her head up as he dipped to steal a kiss. She smiled at him brightly.

“I just felt like wearing something nice.” She guided him out of the room and towards the dining hall. Crocodile frowned deeply, the ship was too quiet. He inhaled deeply as he put the pieces together. She hasn’t…

She pushed open the door and moved to the side letting Crocodile in as the lights flicked on and party poppers exploded all around him, showering him in strands of coloured string.

“Happy Birthday Boss!” they all cheered. Crocodile exhaled slowly, turning to Hana.

“I assume your doing?” he asked flatly, she tensed under his scrutiny and shuffled nervously with Chomp still in her arms, though the small gator was now donning a typical cone party hat.

“I...just wanted to celebrate your birthday.” she said meekly “it’s not their fault.” she added. Crocodile closed his eyes slowly and reached to tousle her bright orange hair,

“This once.” he stated sternly. She nodded and took hold of his hook guiding him to his usual spot at the head of the table. Planting another kiss on his cheek, she set Chomp down who reclaimed his spot on Crocodile’s lap, proudly wearing its party hat.

What a ridiculous hat.

He saw Bentham edge towards him with another cone hat in his hand “don’t you even dare bring that near me.” he warned coldly,

“Yes Zero-chan!”

Hana hurried back to him with an arm full of presents setting them down on the table before him. “Happy Birthday Croco-chan.” she grinned, looking between him and the parcels with an uncontrollable glee.

“What did I say about-”

“..but it’s your birthday!” she whined, “I should be allowed to give you gifts on your birthday.” this woman… she was not going to back down today it seemed. Reluctantly he reached for the first present, in a rectangular box he could smell the expensive tobacco from within the colourful wrapping paper. His cold eyes floated up to her again. “You can’t complain about the price of things!” she half shouted, like she knew what he was thinking. Opening the wrapping he saw his favourite brand of cigars awaiting him. Setting the cigars down, he opened the next parcel which was considerably larger and softer, his eyes once again wandered back to Hana who smiled excitedly at him. Tearing the wrapping, he was greeted with a new coat though it was reminiscent of his old coat, that he lost at impel down it was a thick soft fur, in an emerald green with thin white lines across it. A smile tugged at his lips as he trailed his fingers across the fur. He reached and placed a hand on her head.

“Thank you.”

The moment those words left his lips, the whole room fell quiet before erupting in cheers “Boss is happy!”

“This was expensive.” he frowned, giving Hana a knowing look. “There better not be anything else like this.” Hana bit her lip and looked away nervously,

“You might not want to open that parcel..” she advised pointing to a box that was probably a shoe box. “Or that one..” gesturing to a small box with a large bow on top which was most likely another ring. He would have to scold her later about spending so much money on him. One gift would have been more than enough.

“Zero-chan! Open my present next!” Bentham shouted, placing a neatly wrapped gift on top of the pile.

“I baked you a cake,” Rapunzel added “Pumpkin’s, own design.” he grinned, setting a large bananawani cake on the table. I wasn’t aware I was a child.

Even Bones added a gift to the pile. Crocodile took a deep breath to calm his temper. This was precisely why he hated celebrating his birthday. He looked at Hana once more, “how exactly did you find out?” he questioned, she pointed to Bentham who tried to hide behind Bones.

“Hana-chan asked!” he whined,

“But I like to celebrate my friends and loved ones birthdays.” she smiled, leaning in to kiss his cheek again he could feel her smile against his skin. He couldn’t very well be angry at her. He dragged a hand across his face and up through his hair. “Happy Birthday Croco-chan.” she said again. She had no intention of not celebrating again, he could see it in her eyes. Chomp wiggled on his lap and tried to climb Crocodile's chest. Chomp managed to jump and nudge Crocodile’s jaw, similar to how Hana showed him affection. Bentham ‘awed’ so loudly making Crocodile grimace. “Chomp was giving you a gift too.” Hana chuckled, “shows how much we all care!”

“Come on, let's party!” the crew cheered, finally breaking open the alcohol. As Crocodile had to finish opening his gifts. He shook his head slowly with a slight deep laugh. Never would he had thought he would celebrate such a day again but he didn’t hate it, his favourite gift was seeing her smile so brightly at him. Maybe next year it would be quieter.

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