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Luffy has announcement to make
*on Morgan’s ship*
Luffy *on the world news^tm snail*: sukazki get your bitch ass outside
Luffy: I don’t have time for all of you
Luffy: me buggy shanks and black beard are all meeting at loud star right now
Luffy: I want to fight you over any one else be there bitch
Buggy panics and takes the new world
*context I think buggy and luffy are crowned duel pirate kings by Morgan*
Buggy *in panic mode*: all this land *points to map of new world* belongs to the pirate king
Buggy: an-and the this money r-right Luffy
Luffy: ah ye sure
Buggy: this is our UTOPIA
#one piece#onepiece crack pot theories#luffy#my writing#roronoa zoro#monkey d. luffy#buggy#rip buggy#utopia#monkey d luffy#black beard one piece#Morgan’s#big news#big news morgans#captain buggy#buggy the clown#buggy one piece#shanks#red hair shanks#admiral akainu#akainu sakazuki#akainu get your bitch ass outside#luffy vs akainu#luffy x buggy alince#there gonna conquer the world#all of cross guild are shifting there pants#buggy especially#pirate kings#new world one piece#new world
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Day 17 - Dracule Mihawk (One Piece)
This one contains a bit more rude language than usual. I decided to let go :P
It was common knowledge to you and to everyone at Marine Headquarters that Akainu hated you, but this was starting to get ridiculous. Alright, so you didn’t see eye to eye from time to time, so what? This was crossing the line.
You were cursing the mutt with every insult you knew while you were all-but stomping through the rain.
Why were you so peeved, you ask?
Well, let’s start at the beginning. You were a twenty year old marine, employed for three full years. In those years you’d made promotion ridiculously fast, not because of your skills, but because you were reckless. In your early stages in the marines you’d pranked the hell out of headquarters. Consequences didn’t really phase you all that much, until those consequence started to influence other people as well. The higher-ups had noticed this, and had thus named you captain so that your actions influenced your subordinates as well. Basically, the coat over your shoulders was more a leash than a sign of authority.
A couple of days ago, you and your men had gotten a week off because it was Christmas. You’d all been staying on a nice little island when out of the blue you had received the orders that put you in your current situation.
Sengoku had apparently called for an urgent warlord meeting, and for some reason Dracule Mihawk absolutely needed to be there. The stubborn ass however never returned his calls, so now you were put in charge of getting him and bringing him to headquarters. Not even you and your crew, no, you personally.
You really hated Akainu.
The moment you’d received your orders a small boat for two people was prepared for you. Apparently, Hawkeyes’ island was pretty close to yours, so theoretically you would be fine sailing there on your own. That was in theory of course, but since when did the Grand Line ever give two fucks about theory?
That’s right, never.
So here you were, on Christmas Eve, drenched in both rain and Sea King blood (the fucker just wouldn’t give up), making your way through a storm to the creepy looking castle the warlord lived in.
The idiot had better be home, because you were just about ready to strangle someone.
You swore, if one more thing was going to go wrong-
RAAAAAAGH!!!
…
Of course it fucking would.
You turned to the ridiculously oversized monkey about to attack you and gave it a glare that would put Garp’s to shame.
“Who. The fuck. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!” you shouted, voice resonating through the entire forest. “BITCH, I’M BUSY! SOD THE FUCK OFF BEFORE I MESS YOU UP SO BAD YOUR GRANDCHILDREN WILL NEED SURGERY!!”
The beast hesitated, unsure of what to do, before seemingly deciding that it wasn’t fucking worth it and scampering off.
You snorted. “Thought so.”
You continued to the castle, reaching it what seemed like hours later (in reality it had only been ten minutes or so). You knocked heavily on the door three times, half expecting to receive no answer.
So imagine your surprise when the door opened immediately, almost as if he’d known you were there.
Your surprise only lasted for a split second however, as your annoyance with the entire situation quickly took over again.
“Warlord meeting. I’m supposed to take you there” you said curtly.
He raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you supposed to introduce yourself first, before asking something from someone?”
Your eye twitched in annoyance.
“Of course, how rude of me” you ground out, sarcasm heavy in your tone. “Captain (l/n) (y/n). Now, are you coming?”
He raised an eyebrow, probably surprised of your title at your age. Or from annoyance, could be both.
“No” he stated bored.
You were proud that you managed to control yourself not to start shouting at him in the same manner you’d done at the monkey-thing.
“Of course you aren’t” was your reply. “I’ll let them know.” With that you turned around to leave, only to be stopped by him further opening the door and stepping aside.
“Why don’t you come in? You look like you’re freezing.”
Not that surprised you, and this time the feeling wasn’t as fleeting. Confusion must have shown on your face, for he elaborated: “I’m curious to what kind of woman could tell a humandrill to ‘sod the fuck off’ and actually make the beast listen.”
Ah, so that’s how he’d already known you were there.
Well, it was either that or go through the storm back to the other island, and quite frankly you didn’t feel like doing anything anymore today. Besides, Akainu could go fuck himself.
With that in mind you stepped inside, thanking him. The place was cold, but it was better than outside, and it was dry, so you didn’t complain.
He walked further into the castle, and you followed him without hesitation.
“I’ll prepare a bath for you so that you can clean yourself up” he said, clearly referring to the blood splattered all over your uniform. “I’ll give you some dry clothes too. I was preparing dinner when your interesting vernacular-“ you snorted “-piqued my interest. When you’re done, you can come to the dining room.” He went into a room, and it was easily the most luxurious bathroom you’d ever seen. “The dining hall is down the stairs at the end of this hallway, to the right, and then second door on your left.”
“Thank you” you said as he drew you a bath.
“Dinner will be ready in half an hour, so take your time. We can talk then.”
You nodded politely, your bad mood having lessened drastically in the sight of a warm bath and food. He left shortly only to return with some clothes a minute later. You thanked him once more as he left you alone, sighing in contentment. You were confused by the seemingly stoic man, but quite frankly you couldn’t get yourself to mind.
As you sunk into the bathtub, warmth enveloping you, you couldn’t help but grin. This Christmas eve was actually going to be better than you’d thought.
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