It's been a while since I've posted anything and this cute little drabble just completly knocked me over. It feels done but has potential for a multi-chapter fic. We'll see what the future holds. I do not own One Piece or any characters involved in that production. Eiichiro Oda has created the greatest entertainment of all times (at least in my very biased opinions). Continue at your own risk, this fan fiction is not for profit simply for mine own amusement.
"Meat."
"Nani Luffy?"
"Meatttt."
"What if you want some meat ask Sanji aho!"
"MMMEEEAAATTTT!"
"Urisai! If you so much as say Meat one more time you'll see how well a hammer can float."
"The baby…wants meat." Her captain whispered; utterly uncharacteristic of himself to speak in such hushed tones but his eyes were intent as they bored into hers. His palms secured in the placement of her body, gently caressed the larger than average bulge beneath his calloused fingertips.
"And how do you know what she—"
"He." Shi shi shi-shi shi he chuckled while adorning his signature smile that took up at least two thirds of his face.
"The baby—" Nami conceded
"Our baby." Luffy added.
"Yes. How do you know our baby wants meat?"
"Bakadomo"
"Nandeto?"
"He's my son!"
Cute right. _ ! I hoped you enjoyed. Please Review.