Law's 26th Birthday

Chapter 3 Greetings

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6:00 am

I panted as I stopped outside a door. I hadn't thought of using my Ope Ope no mi until now but I was too tired. I glanced up and saw I was leaning on my bedroom door.

I opened the door and went to sit on a chair panting slightly. I barely had time to breath before something rang.

Belep, Belep, Belep, Belep

I looked down and saw my den den mushi ringing. I ignored it but started to annoy me as it kept on ringing. I picked up the receiver.

"Hello?" I asked harshly.

There was silence on the other side…

"Happy Birthday Law."

I froze as I recognized the voice.

"What do you want Doflamingo?"

"I just wanted to say happy birthday to my favorite little brother." He replied.

"I'm not your brother." I said, and then put down the receiver.

I hadn't had time to collect my thoughts yet when it started ringing once more. I ignored it, and then when it rang for the 6th time I decided to pick it up. If it was that pink bird bastard I'd just hang up.

"What?" I hissed.

"Torao!"

My eyes widened as I heard that nickname, not only that but the den den mushi was clearly displaying an unforgettable wide grin.

"So you survived Strawhat-ya." I said.

"Yeah, it's all because I met you! Thank you!" he complimented.

"No need to thank me." I said thinking back to when I saved him.

He was crying so hard, just like when I realized I lost everything, mother, father and little Lemy. My expression turned into a dark one before realizing that the den den mushi was still connected and pulled a straight face.

"So what is it?" I asked, surely there must be a reason as to why he called.

"Happy Birthday Tra-guy!" He greeted.

I frowned, "How did you know?"

I waited for a response but he hanged up. Weird.

Rat at tat.

A visible tick mark formed on my head, can I get any peace?

I yanked the door open, to find no one there, looking down I saw a wrapped up neatly box with a tag saying Law. I picked it up out of curiousness but also with caution. It was without doubt made by the two idiot mechanics. I rolled my eyes left and right without turning my head to see if anyone was there. No one. I carried the box inside and placed it on my work space. I inspected it carefully. The box was black, wrapped up in yellow ribbons. It didn't seem suspicious but just in case I put up my blue film. I took a couple of steps backwards before muttering tact, undoing the ribbons and lifting the lid. I waited, expecting something to happen. Nothing. I edged closer to the now opened box and peered to see what it contained. It was my hat, but it had been modified. It was still a white fur hat, but the spots were now black and the rim had been replaced with a thick duck bill. I picked it up and twirled it in my hand. It was nice, my old one was getting dirty and worn anyway, and in truth it was better. I liked it, but I was still angry with my crewmates for taking the hat without asking.

I heard a faint low whisper near the door and I faced the door. My room was still up.

"Shambles." I said, switching a pencil lying on the floor and a piece of fallen hair.

Shachi and Penguin were surprised with their mouths turned in a little o.

"H-hi Captain." Penguin stuttered.

"Do you like your hat?" Shachi squeaked.

I didn't reply and just strolled over to the pair with a mischievous smirk planted on my face.

They audibly gulped as I raised my hands.

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