A/N: Alright! This is the first of this little crack-tastic PeroLaw series. I'm doing two cracky OP fanfics. Tell me what you think? Also I'd like to thank you guys for reviewing my stories. It means a lot to me, and gives me more inspiration to know that people actually like my writing~. So thanks!
As always, I own nothing but the words.
It had taken her nearly two weeks. Two weeks of sowing, finger pricking, and "long nights" where she'd stay up until nine making the outfit. But to Perona, it was more than worth it. While she hadn't made it completely on her own(for Mommy Hina had made sure everything was in line and working properly, and even helped sow on a few of the buttons), it was her design, and her creation.
In short, Perona had never been more proud of herself.
The dress itself was a nice silky blue and yellow, and had the outlining of her favorite kind: lace. It was delicate looking, and the six year old knew she would have to be extra careful the following morning (less she tear it and ruin the pretty fabric. That would be absolutely devastating!).
Her sleep was filled with nightmares that night. Terrible nightmares of mean boys writing all over the blue silk, or evil girls telling her it wasn't cute. So much, that she found herself waking up in the middle of the night and stalking into the room with Mommy Hina and Daddy Smoker, choosing the cuddle up between their warmth.
The following morning was no better. Even though Perona had been brought up that to be early is to be on time, and on time is to be late, she was rushing to make that last bell, and by the time she had come into the classroom all of the seats had been filled.
All except one, and it was next to the most unhygienic, mean looking boy she had ever seen. His hair stuck up in places that didn't seem humanly possible, and even worse...he had dirt all over his face. Not cute at all. She had no intentions of sitting there(just think of if he brushed up against her outfit!) but seeing as it was the only seat available, she had no choice.
She took a look around then, trying to keep her mind off of the unccute male beside her. There was a rather cute looking green headed boy arguing with a blond over who had more pencils. A dumb looking boy with a goof grin, trying to steal the apple off Mr. Shanks' desk, and red headed girl next to him, getting ready to hit him against the head.
As she squinted her eyes even more to get a better look at the other students, their teacher had arrived and begun class. Never in her six years had Perona been more bored, and the boy next to her wasn't helping things either. He kept poking at her, making fun of her pigtails, and even was as bold as to call her a very improper word for a six year old. This had earned him a rightful time out and a sticking of one pinkette's tongue out at him.
Unannounced to her, though, was a plan forming underneath the red spiky hair of Kid.
He waited until class was over, and most of the students had retreated to the playground for a friendly game of pirates, but once he had the girl in sight, there was no stopping him.
So as the rest of the children kept up with their imaginary crews and quests for the golden "One Piece"(which really was just a piece of Principal Rogers' statue), he pushed her down with one quick shove. The girl landed into a mud puddle, and almost immediately the tears began to weld in her eyes. Her dress, her poor, poor dress...it was all covered in mud and ruined completely.
She pouted deeply, a glare shot at the mean boy looming over her. "This isn't cute, stupid! Say you're sorry!"
"Or what, Princess of the Brats? You gonna get your mommy on me?"
This was a possibility, considering her mother was one of the strongest people she knew, and could easily take down this boy, but Perona wanted to do this on her own.
Unfortunately, she wouldn't have that chance. Before she even got to stand up there was another; a boy with a cute stuffed polar bear, and dark circles underneath his eyes. He had stepped in between her and Kid, arms crossed over his chest.
"Leave the cute girl alone, asshole. Or I'll make you my next patient," A rather evil smirk for a six year old spread across his lips then, "I'm sure I can find some brains to put into that empty head of yours."
Kid snarled his lip, "Step aside, Nurse Lawly. This is between me and the brat."
"No, it's between an idiot and a innocent little girl."
At this point, Perona had managed to stand up, and stomped over to Kid. With a quick motion, she pushed him back, a disgusted look on his face, "That's for pushing me, and this!..." She lifted her foot up and then brought it down, hard, onto Kid's. "Is for ruining my new dress! Now why don't you go run to your mommy and tell her you got beat by a girl!"
Law watched in amazement. Who was this girl, and more importantly, why was his heart beating so fast? His face turned back to Kid, "The cutest one in the classroom at that."
This caused a pout on the red's lips, before he dashed off back to his gang of "pirates". The taller one turned to Perona then, the look of amazement still on his face. "You're pretty tough for being a princess."
She knitted her eyebrows at him, "A princess has to be tough. Mommy says that I should rely on myself, for most princes are weaklings. But you..." Her expression shifted slightly, a small smile tracing her lower lip, "You seem like a pretty strong prince."
"I'm not a prince, "He frowned hastily, "I'm a doctor. But you can be my nurse."
A nurse? Well, it wasn't like Perona hadn't thought about it before. She had tried to stitch up Kumashi several times, and had succeeded indefinitely. And she did have that cute nurse costume mother bought for Halloween last year. She grinned widely, wrapping her arm around Law's and dragging him towards the area of pick-up.
"Well then come on, Doctor Lawly, we have patients to work on~!"
He was a bit surprised by her eagerness, but smiled back nonetheless as he was dragged forward.
"It's Law. Doctor Law."
