We have our first prompt by a reader! It was from a Guest reviewer but it was still a ton of fun to write! Thanks for the suggestion!

Prompt: Cosplay

Set: After Alabasta

Summary: When shopping sprees get too carried away...


Shopping is something I'm slowly starting to despise. Mostly because there's hardly any shopping involved when we actually do it. Nami has a strict budget for each of us which usually results in Luffy, Usopp, and Zoro just browsing; Sanji ends up completely forgetting about shopping the second a pretty girl walks by, and Nami always buys tons of pointless junk which results in us being stuck in one store forever!

Robin and Chopper are the only ones who are actually productive with their shopping time but Robin always goes off on her own when no one's looking and Chopper freaks out the second someone looks at him funny or mistakes him for a racoon dog. That or the two of them end up staying on the ship (depending on whether Zoro's napping or not).

So of course, I, not ever wanting to stay cooped up on a ship, end up shopping with either the flirt, the hoarder, or the idiot twins, resulting in not a very good day, resulting in a sour mood, which usually ends up with me either shocking somebody or waiting for a storm or fight to happen so can vent. I know Chopper gave me that journal to vent, but this is something that writing can't fix.

Today, I end up shopping with Nami, oh joy. And of course, the first place we end up, is a clothes shop. My ears droop as we enter the place; it's way bigger on the inside and clothes are lining almost every square inch of the place.

I knew I should've brought my journal; at least then I'd have something to do!

Once Nami picks out her multiple outfits, I sit by the dressing room she's in and sigh; I'm in for another long day. But after a while, my eyes fall on a clothes section right next to me. From the sizes of the clothes, it's a section for babies and young children.

My eyes slowly move down the aisle and I start to see multiple different outfits. I move closer to them, frowning as each one is detailed and bright, like someone put a lot of thought into it. They're so flashy that they look more like costumes than clothes kids would wear every day.

Finally, my attention lands on a black t-shirt with a blue and white jacket. Without thinking, I slip them on and I spy a red and white hat with a green symbol on the front. I put it on, planting it nicely between my ears and I walk up to a mirror.

I...actually don't look to bad. I turn the hat backwards and strike a pose of victory; yeah, I could totally pull this off!

In the reflection of the mirror, I see another outfit. I put my outfit away and put on the new one; a red and white jacket with a yellow backpack and a red hat with only a white brim and a small half circle on the front. This one makes looks a lot more serious than the last one. I turn to the side and cast a glare into the mirror, the brim of my hat casting a shadow over my face.

After a few moments, I burst into giggles and my eyes fall on yet another outfit. This time, it's a white blouse with a blue collar, a big red bow, and a blue skirt with a pair of white gloves along with a (fake) golden tiara.

I twirl in the mirror and flash a peace sign with a wink when I hear a giggle. I turn in horror to see Nami, watching from a distance, her hand over her mouth trying to suppress her laughter. I turn bright red and childishly take off the tiara, holding it behind my back even though the rest of the outfit is still on my body.

Nami finally laughs and walks towards me, "You shouldn't have stopped; you looked like you were having fun!" She comments. She kneels down in front of me, "You looked good in all three of those outfits." She says making me blush deeper. She saw the whole thing?!

Nami rubs my ears, "Hey, it's nothing to be embarrassed about." She reassures.

"Pika?" 'Really?'

"However, I'll give you a few pointers on how to model clothes properly." She holds up one finger. "First, music; you can't have a montage without it." A smile slowly makes its way to my face as Nami picks out a few more outfits in my size.

The next thing I know, I'm standing on a table a ways away from another mirror and trying on multiple outfits. The amount of clothes are pretty much endless as music blares through the store, Nami having cranked up the volume. Nami helps me change into different outfits and suggests different poses when I can't come up with any myself.

I clap my paws together as Nami points a fan in my direction, making my red trench coat flow behind me with my black clothes underneath.

I swing a tiny toy scythe, my black trencoat and plaid skirt flowing gracefully with my movement.

I do a few dance moves and poses as my pink and white ribbons move with my ears and sparkle with the pink and white dress I'm wearing next to Nami who's wearing a matching outfit.

I rock out on air guitar in a red and black rocker music outfit.

I flex and do a few wrestling moves in my black and yellow wrestler outfit.

I throw punches and do a few flips in my black and white jumpsuit complete with a black headband with a metal plate on it.

I pretend to fire an energy blast as I wear an orange gi and blue wrist and ankle bands.

After a while, a decent sized crowd has formed inside the store, all dedicated to watching my show. I put on a white lab coat and graduate hat along with a huge pair of glasses before pulling up a white board and filling it with equations, completely capturing the character.

Everyone cheers loudly as I put on a billowy blue dress with a pale yellow bonnet and I bat my eyes acting shy.

As I put on a white dress shirt and a red tie I spy Nami near the front of the audience, a jingling bag in her hands. I gape; is she collecting money off of me?! Well, at least she's not robbing them...no actually, she kinda is… ah whatever.

I hold a small black book to my chest and give an evil laugh with a hard glare, making the audience cheer loudly once again.

"Well, this is certainly a surprise."

Nami and I freeze and turn to see the rest of the crew staring at the display. "Mind telling us what the hell you're doing?" Zoro asks, his eyes narrow in suspicion.

Nami and I exchange a glance before laughing nervously, Nami hiding the bag of money behind her back. "Just having a little fashion show."

"Pika pika!"

"Fashion show?" Chopper asks innocently.

"But then why is Pika-chan wearing all the clothes?" Usopp asks.

"Turns out Pika-chan has quite a knack for modeling." Nami answers.

I rub the back of my head, "Pikachu…"

Nami then turns to me, "Go on, show 'em what you can do!"

I nod excitedly and quickly put on my next outfit. I swing two little plastic swords with precision, while wearing a white shirt and a tiny brown jacket with a wing design on the back. The crowd roars and the rest of the crew actually look impressed. "See? It's a natural!" Nami exclaims.

"Pika-chan looks so cool!" Chopper squeals, his eyes sparkling.

"Wait up Pika-chan! I wanna try!" Luffy exclaims.

I smile with joy as I put on a purple kimono and don two fans. A few seconds later, Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper are on the table with me, all wearing matching kimonos and dancing next to me, making the crowd go even more wild. But before we can put on another outfit…

"There he is! Straw Hat Luffy!" We all freeze in terror as Marines stand in the entrance of the store. "Get them men! Don't let them escape!"

Well, looks like playtimes over! We all bolt from the table, discarding our outfits as we go and quickly slip out a back door.

As we run back to the Merry, Nami eyes her full bag of money with gleeful eyes, "Best shopping spree ever!"

"Pikachu!" I agree with a laugh and we run down the road, the Marines hot on our tail.


This was WAY too much fun to write. Like way too much. I was grinning like an idiot the whole time I was writing this. It doesn't help that Cosplay Pikachu is literally my favorite thing in Pokémon ORAS.

ALL MY FELLOW ANIME NERDS, HOW MANY CHARACTERS CAN YOU NAME?