Hey guys so just to let you know the whole Oc x Corazon thing is a minor part this fic will be mainly focusing on family and domesticated things. (I mean if you guys want I can write a bit more romance but that wont be for a while)

"Corazon are you sure this is the right place," You ask turning towards him praying with every fiber of you being it wasn't. His nod dashes away all of your hopes. Turning back to the building you look at it in horror.

The building itself looked like it was barely standing, like a simple spring breeze could blow it away. It had to be the nastiest building you've ever seen. The grass was over grown, the walls had cracks. The only thing that looked new was the looming front door which was mildly unnerving.

Wrinkling your nose you spat out, "I thought you said this was a nice place," you turn to him in disgust.

He just rolled his eyes while signing out, "Violet I never said it was a nice place, I said it's the only place."

Now you must be wondering, 'why would you willingly go into a nasty building that you clearly don't want to go into?'

Well it all started about a month ago...

Sighing you walked around your empty house. Something was missing, but you didn't know what. It irked you to no end.

To get your mind off of things you go into one of the two guest bed rooms, dusting and cleaning. Sadly that didn't stop the nagging at the back of your head.

Going to the second guest bedroom you opened the door only to immediately slam it shut. "I'm not dealing with that." You forgot that room was the junk room.

Going into the back yard you look around at how empty it was sure it had flowers, but it seemed empty.

Going back inside you flop on the couch. Reaching blindly for your phone you press the first contact you have.

Holding the phone to your ear you wait for the person on the other end to answer.

"Hell-" You interrupted him, "Shaaaaaankssss." You whined.

"Hey what's wrong?"

"That's the point shanks, I don't know what's wrong," Rolling over on your back, you stare at the ceiling, "I just feel like some thing's missing, but I don't know what."

"When did this start?"

"After I went to the park a few weeks ago, I watched as all the kids played with their parents... Ah I don't know why, it made me feel empty."

"Violet are you Feeling lonely?"

You roll your eyes waving off his ridiculous statement. "Pfshhh me no way!" How would that be possible? You got friends and family you're not alone!

"Violet tell me, have you been feeling like the house was to empty."

You didn't even have to think that one through.

"Yeah."

"And do you feel like it's too quiet?"

Feeling self-cautious, you pull at your lip between your fore finger and thumb, humming in thought. You nod before realizing he can't see you so you answer, "Yes." you hear the scratching of pen on paper, and a light hum.

"Yep you're lonely and your treatment will be going out and buying a pet!"

You frown, "What? No I don't need a pet. Mom and Dad still have Missy!"

"Ahh but dose Missy live in your House?"

Before you could answer he said, "I think not!"

You argue with him for a few more minutes before hanging up in defeat.

Groaning obnoxiously you roll off of the couch and onto the floor. Okay so you're lonely that's not so bad, but you had a feeling that a pet wasn't going to fix it.

You lasted about an hour before getting up and going to Mihawk's house- No scratch that mansion was a better word for it. A huge, creepy mansion. You didn't waste the time knocking on the door knowing he'd be too busy training to answer it.

Opening it you walk around the place, even through it was the middle of summer this place was always freezing. Instead of being inviting it made you shudder, wishing that you brought a jacket.

Going towards the training room you found him in his element. You think he's scary enough without the sword, but with it that fear ten folded. At least when you were kids it scared you. What kid wouldn't be afraid of anoher, older kid swinging a swoard around. Shanks being excluted from this since Shanks was always someone who wouldn't reginize danger even if it hit him in the head.

Snickering you remember the first time you saw him with a sword on the play ground. How the teachers didn;t notice him bring it out was beyond you. Ah memories…

"Don't you know how to knock?" His back was to you as he continued on with his exercise routine but his head was tilted to the side to show that he was listening.

Walking into view you said, "It's not like you'd answer, besides you sinsed me from the moment I stepped onto your lawn." He huffs not denying your accusation.

"Look Mihawk I've been feeling lonely, and I don't know what to do. Shanks advice was stupid so." You can physically feel him rolling his eyes at you, even though he hasn't turned to face you this whole time.

"Train," He said it so mater afactly as if you were an idiot for not thinking of it in the first place.

Crossing your arms you scowl, "That's your answer to everything!"

He gives you a shrug which translates to: 'It always works for me.'

Huffing you give in, "fine I'll train with you."

To make a long story short you got your ass handed to you on a silver platter. At least you learned something from the experience, and that was never mess with Mihawk in a fight. After you got beat he kicked you out he was rude like that.

"Stupid bird," you muttered bitterly as you walked to the car.

Sensing an attack you jumped to the side missing an air slash a long crack appeared in the side walk. Following the line you trace it back up to Mihawk with his sword in hand glaring at you. You gave him a deadpanned look. That idiot will have to pay someone to fix his driveway again.

Cupping your hands to your mouth you yelled, "fine I'll stop calling you a bird just stop messing up your driveway. I'm pretty sure the guys you're hiring are growing tired of you!"

You couldn't hear him but you had the feeling he said "no promises", or something along those lines.

You huffed slamming your car door. You knew he couldn't hear it that didn't stop it from being satisfying.

As you drive the thought of asking Doflamingo what to do filtered through your head, but was squashed down by remembering what Corazon told you.

'Don't meet up with my brother alone, make sure you have someone with you.'

His words puzzled you he seemed to distrust his brother but why? Sure your group had a fall out in high-school but you're all adults now they should've moved passed this. Kids always make stupid mistakes, you doubt that Doffy meant any of the things he said.

"I can't break my word," you mummble to yoruself as you turn you car around opting to go to Corazons house instead. Unlike Mihawk's place it was just a normal house. Also unlike Mihawk he had a brain and keep his front door lock.

You raise your hand to knock only for the door to open.

Looking up you smile, "Hey Cora."

He gave you a quizzical look stepping to the side to let you in. Flopping on the couch you get comfortable. Letting out a sigh of content you snuggle into the soft couch wishing you couch was as soft as this and not the back-breaker that it was.

"Hey Cora I've been feeling lonely lately and-"

you were interrupted by law stomping in with a scowl on his face, "What happened to my frog?"

Corazon shrugged, but law didn't believe him. They both started to bicker Corazon stuck his tongue out childishly causing law to smack him. You hide your snickers the best you could. No matter how grumpy law acted you realized he'd grown close to Cora almost like- The realization hit you making everything clear.

Bolting up right you voiced your epiphany, "I want to start a family!" Corazons jaw dropped as he shakily pointed to himself, his face redder than a tomato. For a second you thought he would pass out.

"Oh wait no-" Before you could fix things, and explain that no you just wanted to adopt you were interrupted by a furious law.

"YOU'RE DATING VIOLET!" At that one accusation everything was spiraling out of control.

"Are you dating her?"

Cora made a quick rebuttal, "No I'm not."

Law had his arms crossed giving Cora a stern glare, "You better tell me who you date so I can approve of them."

Finding this as a perfect way to interrupt you jokingly said, "do you approve of me?"

Not missing a beat law said, "Sure, but he's such an idiot that he wouldn't know if someone loved him even if they slapped him in the face."

Corzon frowned signing, "Big words for someone who's eight." Aaaand they're at it again.

"Thanks for the help!" You quickly hug the two interupting their argument.

With that you went home to mull over the idea of adopting. You wanted to be one hundred percent positive you had what it took to take care of children.