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Sorry it's short! Happy New Year everyone. I've got some good new year resolutions involving drums, new songs and bass, what about you?
Chapter Four
Just Come Back When You Think It's Time
"Yohohoho~ Yohohoho~"
Robin loves tea in the evenings with Brook. He seemed to be the most fit to have evening tea with, despite his new colourful superstar suits that looked like something borrowed from club owners of the seventies. She likes his violin, and she likes his reindition of Bink's Sake the most. She would sing the song sometimes in the shower. And after this morning's conversation with Sanji, she tried hard not to imagine Brook as Slash, famously from Guns N Roses - or in Brook's case, Bones N Roses. Now that sounds gothic.
"You redecorated, Robin-san!"
"I'm sorry for the mess, though. I'll clean up later. Sanji and I were halfway redecorating."
"Ah, yes. Did he got the chance to see your-"
"No, Brook. I prefer not."
"Yes. Yes. He better not have nosebleed anymore."
"It would be nice if did not bleed to dry, it would be bothersome to clean up blood on the carpet otherwise."
Calmed, they both took a sip of tea, and sighed.
"You've changed a few things around your apartment, Robin-san. It feels as if our Zoro's still around."
"Oh no, you're saying as if he's already dead."
"No, no, no, I didn't mean that."
She smiled.
"We are the same, aren't we?"
"The same?"
"Robin-san, you do know I have a friend swimming at South China Sea?"
"South China Sea?"
"Yes. His name is Laboon, and he is a whale. He was a little whale, but it has been 8 years since I last saw him."
She turned her full attention to his story.
"Oh, Robin-san. Befriending the little whale is like befriending a human. He likes to sing along to the sounds of my violin. And he would dance and twirl around in the water happily."
"What happened, then?'
"It so happens that the Southeast Asia tsunami in 2004 attacked the islands... And he drifted away. That was when I moved here eventually. I didn't know if he his still alive or not, Robin-san. But I am going to see him someday. I will."
"Have you tried searching for him?"
Brook shook his head. "I could not find him, no one recognized him."
"Someday, will you?"
"Yes, Robin-san. Someday. I know he's somewhere waiting."
"Well, if it makes you feel better, the Coral Triangle in the Southeast Asia is now a marine sanctuary. He could be there, who knows?"
Brook smiled, and picked up his violin - the violin he had abandoned for an electric guitar for shows and performances, the very same violin he had kept in remembrance of the said whale, Laboon. "It's crazy when we choose to wait for something we are not sure of, Robin-san. But there is always hope. Yohohoho, yohohoho."
They both sang and hummed Bink's Sake, and clinked their teacups. Brook seemed to be the only one who understands Robin's loyalty and presistance, mostly because they are the same.