Law's 26th Birthday
Chapter 2 Happy Birthday
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5:30am
Storming to the Mess hall with Kikoku clutched in one hand, I thought of all the things I would have to say to the man responsible for all this coffufle, and I had a lot.
Not caring, I swung the door open, expecting to see the culprit. My face morphed into a confused look as I was greeted.
"Bonjour monsieur Law! Bon anniversaire, Happy Birthday!"
I just stared at the French man sitting before me. I don't stare much, it's just two things that surprised me, 1st , he's up early, he usually gets up at 9:30, 2nd , he's not wearing his weird hat that I didn't bother learning what it is called.
"Why are you up John?" I questioned.
He took a sip of coffee form a mug, with bread pictures surrounding it, and sighed.
"Je could not sleep, so I came here for coffee. That is what people do no?" John explained.
Before I could reply the French man started talking again.
"It was a horrible nightmare!" he exclaimed with intense hand gestures, "I was back at my home and the whole village was after me! They were waving brick hard Baguettes at me yelling something about cheese, mice, baguettes and loads of pickles!"
I cocked my head to my right slightly. I seriously could not tell if he was being serious or not, sure, John liked to joke, but you could never tell if he was being serious or just joking. When he was being serious he usually slipped into a heavy French accent, but the word that he say's don't fit the seriousness.
"Well I had troubles of my own trying to sleep." I agreed pouring myself a cup of coffee, sitting opposite the frantic crewmate.
"Oh no!" John stated comically, "Was it about Lamy?"
My eyes widened at this statement, a lot. I never talked to anyone about my past, and if I did, I still wouldn't tell them about my deceased younger sister, even Bepo doesn't even know who she is. A sudden picture of Lamy's happy face appears out of nowhere, calling at me to come with her to the festival, disturbing my studies with my father, but I didn't care, I loved my sister, so much that I abandoned my friends who was boarding the next vessel to get out of the war just to look after her. No wonder I was so scarred after her, mother and father's death.
"Law?"
I snap back to reality as I heard my name.
"Monsieur Law, are you ok?"
I whipped my head to look at John. I saw concern in his innocent face. I looked back to my coffee mug and was surprised to see a small patch of water near the handle. Something fell and another patch got wet. I held a hand up to my eye, surprised to find it wet. I hadn't cried since, since, I was a kid. I brushed them off before titling my head up to kill the shadow that hovered over my face to show that I was ok.
"I'm fine," I assured him, "This never happened."
John just gave me a look of sympathy.
The doors swung open without warning and Shachi and Penguin walked in. They seemed to be talking before they saw me. They looked at me surprised and I was wondering why when I remembered I didn't have my hat on.
"Oh Captain Law!" Shachi greeted, "Happy Birthday!"
"Happy Birthday Captain!" Penguin half shouted in my ear.
I grimaced as his words almost deafened me. Seeing the pair reminded me why I was here in the first place. I stood up with Kikoku resting on my right shoulder.
"Did you like your present Captain?" Penguin asked excitedly.
A shadow grew on my face.
"I made it especially for you Captain!" Shachi beamed happily.
The shadow darkened.
"Uhh…I don't think he's happy…" Penguin whispered.
Shachi and Penguin looked at me with pure terror and ran down the sub, I hesitated half a second before tearing down the sub, setting the floor alight wherever I ran across leaving a surprised French man behind.
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