The Goat's Secret

Title: The Goat's Secret
Rating: T
Fandom: Mystery
Summary: Comet, Sengoku's pet goat, has always been a mystery. Doflamingo is determined to find out the goat's secret!


Doflamingo sat in the middle of the table. It was a Shichibukai meeting, but Doflamingo was focused on a more important issue at hand: Sengoku's pet goat, Comet. "What is your secret?" Doflamingo asked the animal.

"Baa," Comet responded, munching on one of his owner's papers.

"I knew Doflamingo was crazy but I didn't think he was this crazy," Crocodile commented.

"He's just a normal pet goat, Doflamingo," Sengoku told him.

"You don't just have a random pet goat following you around!" Doflamingo responded. "There's got to be some reason as to why you have a goat!"

"Hancock, can't you petrify him?" Sengoku groaned.

"I will not take orders from a man!" Hancock refused. "And you'll forgive me because I'm beautiful!"

Doflamingo scooted forward, closer to the goat. He leaned towards him and stared straight into his eyes. "Tell me your secret!"

"Baa!" Comet rushed behind Sengoku.

"For justice's sake, he's just a goat!" Sengoku shouted.

"So I guess we're gonna do this the hard way," Doflamingo slid a pair of gloves on and took out a pair of seastone cuffs. The goat immediately started to back away. "See! If he was normal, he wouldn't feel fear!"

"You're scaring him you stupid flamingo!" Sengoku snapped.

Doflamingo stood up and took a step forward. Comet took a step back. "Baa!"

"Tell me your secret damn it!" Doflamingo charged towards him, knocking Sengoku down in the process.

"Damn it Doflamingo!" Sengoku cursed as he got back up.

"STOP CHASING ME DAMN FLAMINGO BASTARD!" Comet cried out as he ran around the table, Doflamingo following close after him.

"See! He can talk!" Doflamingo pointed at the goat accusingly. "I knew he had some sort of secret!" He threw the seastone handcuffs at the goat.

Comet jumped up and dodged, the cuffs hitting Crocodile in the head. "You feathered bastard!" Crocodile growled.

"Sorry Crocy!" Doflamingo apologized while flicking his fingers, using his strings to hold him still.

"Lemme go!" Comet cried out. "Sengoku, help! BAA!"

"Comet, since when have you been able to talk?" Sengoku wanted to help his pet, but he also wanted answers. For some reason, Comet's voice also sounded familiar.

Doflamingo picked up the seastone cuffs and put it around the goat's front ankle. "Now we'll see who you really are!"

Everyone watched as the goat transformed into a teenager with long green hair tied in a low ponytail and black eyes. "Vice-Admiral 'Ryokugyu' Midori!?" Sengoku exclaimed.

"Midori, you disappeared years ago," Tsuru recalled.

"Garp's training is pure evil!" Midori yelled. "Even though he and I are both Vice-Admirals, he puts me through his training! That's why I used my Devil Fruit powers to stay in my goat form!"

"But your epithet is Green Bull," Jinbei pointed out. "Why would you have a goat Devil Fruit?"

"We call Bakazuki 'Akainu' but he has a magma Devil Fruit," Midori pointed out. "I don't make the epithets. If I did, we wouldn't have something as dumb as 'Red-Haired' and 'Straw Hat.' At least there are some cool sounding ones like 'Desert King',"

"Oi Sengoku, where's your goat?" Garp walked in, holding a large stack of papers. His eyes landed on Midori. "Midori, you're back! Now we can make up for all the time you haven't been training!" He tossed the papers aside and cracked his knuckles.

Midori's screams echoed throughout the entire base.


I was looking at Pwngoat images. Then I started thinking, "What if Sengoku's goat was actually a person who ate the Goat-Goat Fruit?"