Wandering Hands


The bar was loud.

However, bars were usually loud, especially if they were filled by pirates who loved to party too much. Normally, Buggy would be as far into the party as he could get, adding his own amount of chaos to the hell his crewmates were raising. At the moment, though, he was sitting at the bar, scowling into his drink like it had just eaten his first-born child.

Not that the drink had actually done that (it was possible though, knowing what that young doctor, Vegapunk, was starting to come up with). No, Buggy was pissed off at Shanks, the bastard, who was utterly oblivious to any negative feelings Buggy held towards him.

And that damned red head was pissing him off right now, all the way on the other side of the room chatting up a very pretty blonde with long legs and just enough skirt to be considered decent. But just barely.

Why the hell did Shanks get everything? The looks, the charm, the courage, fighting skills, the ability to touch water without feeling like he was going to pass out.

Buggy hated him for it.

The blue haired boy's scowl deepened and he lifted his drink to his lips, annoyed by the fact his hand had disconnected from him of its own free will. Talk about wandering hands…

Buggy snickered drunkenly.

Oh, he had the perfect plan for revenge. He still hadn't gotten back at Shanks for making him lose his map.

Buggy allowed his hand to float over to Shanks's side of the room and waited until the blonde turned away from Shanks before he took action. When he did, it was sudden and took the girl by surprise, her blue eyes widening with shock and face darkening with anger. The young woman raised her hand up and swung it at Shanks, her palm connecting with his cheek and making a loud cracking noise that made everyone stop what they were doing and stare at the teens. Buggy's hand made a hasty escape and scurried back to the pirate.

"Don't fucking grab my ass!" the blonde hissed, moving forward towards Shanks like an angry cat.

"Katherine," Shanks said nervously, more than a little drunk and confused as to why the girl was angry at him. Katherine didn't let him finish. The blonde shoved Shanks backwards, sending the red head tumbling into Dracule Fucking Mihawk's lap! Buggy had difficulty holding back his laughter at this point.

Both Shanks and Mihawk looked dumbfounded and the entire bar stared as Katherine stormed out of the bar. Silence reigned for a moment, then the bar burst back into motion, men going back to partying and Mihawk shoving Shanks off his lap.

Buggy dissolved into giggles, burying his face into his hands and dropping his head onto the bar top.

Shanks's expression had been priceless.