DEA"Of Red Hair and Lockets"

Chapter 3: Buggy the Clown Doesn't Sound Like a Tough Pirate Name

Rachel's P.O.V.

Rachel woke up hours later in a room she didn't know. Her hands were bound behind her back and it looked as though she were in the brig of a ship. A ship!! She was being abducted!

"Let me out of here!! Help! HELP! Somebody please help me!!"

"Ah. I see the little one has finally awoken."

Rachel's head swung around as she finally saw her captor. Upon doing so, she laughed hysterically.

"What the hell are you supposed to be?"

The captain's crew members looked at him and then at the girl as if she was insane.

"It's quite alright boys; she's never seen a real pirate before."

This made Rachel fall onto the ground laughing.

"You?!?...hahaha….a pirate?!?!?...hahahahaha"

"What are you laughing at you little girl?"

"The thought of you being a pirate."

"As if you've seen one before."

"I have. And in fact, I'm in love with one."

The muttering in the room hushed. The crew members looked at each other and then at the captain. They all had smirks plastered on their faces.

"So…you've finally succumbed to the irresistible charm of the Great Captain Buggy the Clown have you?"

He wriggled his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

Rachel looked at him and his manner and broke out laughing again.

"I'm not in love with you, you sorry excuse for a side show talent. I'm in love with a real man. A real pirate."

Buggy became very angry at this point and got real close to the cell he had locked her in.

"Oh really? Just who is this real man then?"

Rachel smirked. She finally knew who this was. She had remembered Shanks telling her various stories about how stupid this man in front of her could be. She also remembered Shanks telling her how much he loathed Shanks. Rachel knew then, that she could not tell the truth. That in order for her to keep her life for the time being, she'd have to lie.

"Why…Gol D. Roger of course, Buggy ole' Boy."

Buggy knew he wasn't going to get anything out of this one. He stood there quiet for a few minutes before his lips curled up into a large smirk.

"You're very spunky, little one. I like that. In fact, I like that enough to marry you, my little one. What do you say to that?"

Rachel's mouth gaped open. For the first time in a long time, she had absolutely nothing to say. Buggy chuckled loudly as did the members of his crew.

"I'll take that as a yes. Or should I say, 'I do'."

Buggy and his crew continued to laugh when all of a sudden one of the crew members that were on watch duty came running down the stairs.

"Cap'n! Cap'n! There's a ship approachin'!"

Buggy shrugged carelessly and looked at Rachel and smirked.

"Very well. All that means is that we shall have guests to our little wedding, my dear."

Rachel's expression then changed from jovial to pure hatred. She stared at him, wishing she could kill him with her eyes.

"I will never love you, you despicable man. My heart already belongs to another and I don't intend on ever wanting it back, especially for a disgusting example of a man like you."

Buggy then sauntered over to her and placed his finger under her chin.

"Very well, my dear. I don't want your heart anyway. Nevertheless, you will still be mine."

Buggy then left, walking up the stairs. Rachel watched him as he went and she shivered at the thought. She could never picture herself with that man, that thing. Her thoughts then quickly shifted to who she really loved, her Shanks.

"Shanks…" She breathlessly said to no one.

Shanks P.O.V.

"Cap'n there a vessel approaching," stated fist mate, Ben Beckman. He had to shake Shanks out of a reverie for him to listen.

"CAP'N!"

"I'm sorry, Ben. Now what were you saying?"

Ben just sighed. He knew what his Captain was thinking about, better yet, who he was thinking about.

"I was saying that there is a vessel approaching." Ben handed the spy glass that he was looking into to Shanks. As Shanks looked into it to spot the ship, his expression turned from jolly to hatred.

All he said was one word. "Buggy."