Another short story! Yay! They're so much fun to write! ^^ I'm actually enjoying them. I wanted to make this one about Doffy tilting portraits, but decided on something else instead. I think it will be just as fun.
Disclaimer: Don't own One Piece or Harry Potter.
Claimer: Atticus is mine.
Here the Chapter Starts
Incident 1 – Evelyn 16, Doffy 18
She felt disgusting. Sweat had dried dirt and dust stuck to her skin, causing itches in some of the most uncomfortable places. Aster even refused to ride on her shoulders if only to spare her the torture of possibly irritating her skin more. All she wanted was a nice, long, and hot bath, a chance to relax and soak for a bit.
Due to the lack of noise, she did not even knock on the door before opening it. Which should have been better thought out since most of the people in Spider Miles are male. A lot of embarrassment, and possibly jealous fits from a certain tall blonde wearing pink feathers, would ensue.
The first part will happen. The second, however, will not. If only because the reason for the embarrassment being that the person currently lounging in the steaming tub was none other than the occasionally jealous blonde. He was just currently not wearing his pink feathers, but had the coat hanging off a coat rack in a corner of the room so that it would not get water on it.
Upon hearing the door open, Doflamingo lazily turned his head only to freeze at seeing Evelyn standing there with wide eyes taking his image in. He was leaned against the end of the tub, his arms on the edge and the water halfway up his chest. His hair was slicked back from the liquid and his sunglasses were currently absent from his face.
"Um…oops," she said, turning sideways to avoid staring at him. Damn, why did he have to be so attractive?
"Fufufu, you can come in, my rose," he offered with a chuckle. "There's enough room for one more."
"I'd rather bathe by myself," she pointed out, turning back to the door with the intent to leave the room.
Sloshing water made her pause and glance over her shoulder. He was leaning over the edge, one arm cradling his head on the elbow and the other reaching out for her. "It's nice," he tried to coax. "Perfect temperature."
"With a view that I am not prepared to see," the raven informed with a roll of her eyes. The only thing fogging her view was the steam. Otherwise, she would be seeing a lot more of him than she was expecting to, especially after only knowing the blonde for a few months.
"I'm sure you'll come to enjoy it," he commented with a wide grin.
Smirking seductively, she walked over to the tub, crouching next to it. She briefly registered the scar near his left eye, an injury that barely missed, but disregarded it. The smirk still gracing her lips, her hands lightly trailed up his arm, earning a shiver from the blonde. "It is a nice view," she said, her eyes locking onto his own reddish pair. Fingers danced up his arm until reaching his chin to play along his jawline. "But more than I am willing to see." Using one hand, she shoved his head down to the water for a split second, but not under it.
It was long enough for her to jump back to her feet and run from the washroom, her laughter echoing through the building. At another location in Spider Miles, the four executives shook their heads slowly, knowing that Evelyn just got another one over Doffy.
Incident 2 – Evelyn 18, Doffy 20
A loud groan escaped her as she stretched her arms over her head then sunk into the water. Bubbles floated on the surface, covering everything but her head and the hands playing with the bubbles. Scooping up a handful, she blew the bundle into breaking into smaller batches and float back down to the mass that threatened to spill over the tub's edge.
Aster was up on a pipe over the vent allowing steam to disperse from the room. It was still warm enough for him to be comfortable without burning. "You seem to be enjoying yourself," the basilisk noted.
"Mm-hm," the eighteen-year-old hummed lightly, running bubble coated fingers through her long black hair. Inhaling deeply, she let out a soft moan. "It smells like strawberries. I love the smell of strawberries."
"Does Doflamingo know you ran off with a handful of gold and spent it on soap?" Aster asked. If he could quirk an eyebrow, he would. Sadly, he had eye ridges but they did not lift to convey expressions too well. "A lot of soap."
"He'll live," she replied, blowing more bubbles into the air. "It was only a few gold coins."
"A handful is not a few," the serpent pointed out. When he said a 'handful', he means that she literally reached into a bag of coins and scooped out a handful.
The door suddenly opened, but steps did not enter and neither did the door slam shut with embarrassed apologies. Curious, Evelyn looked over to see Doflamingo standing in the doorway with a wide grin on his lips. "Well now, this is a nice surprise," he commented, earning some bubbles being blown his way.
"If you're wanting a bath, you're gonna wait a while," she told him. "I'm soaking."
"I can see that, fufufu," the blonde chuckled as he approached the soaking young woman. "But the tub is big enough for two."
"Not going to happen," she declined with a wave of her hand.
Squatting next to the tub, he continued grinning at her. "It's not like I can see anything, anyway," he pointed out, his eyes scanning over the bubble covered water. "What's the harm?"
"You and me, naked in a bathtub. And you ask what's the harm?"
Aster hissed loudly, causing Doflamingo to look up at him. The basilisk snapped his jaws in warning, but the blonde simply ignored him and turned back to the raven. Only he received a splash of water, bubbles included, to his face.
"I would like my privacy while I bathe," she announced, pushing his shoulder hard enough to cause him to fall back and sit on the floor. "And now…you smell like strawberries." She smirked at him before giggling.
"Where did you get all this soap from, anyway?" the blonde inquired, wiping the bubbles from his face and managing to dry his sunglasses.
"Oh, I may have taken some gold coins from the treasury and went on a soap-buying spree," she confessed, smirk still playing upon her lips. "I hope you don't mind."
"Not at all," Doflamingo replied with his grin still in place.
"Good. Now get out! I'm taking a bath!"
"But I wish you used less. It's blocking such a beautiful view."
"Get out, you perverted asshole!"
Incident 3 – Evelyn 23, Doffy 25
She yelped in surprise as a splash suddenly washed over her face, courtesy of the two giggling boys trying to throw as much water out of the tub as they could now that they are clean. Tiny clusters of bubbles sloshed with the water as the boys started splashing each other.
"Okay, I think you two are done," Evelyn chuckled, grabbing a towel she smartly placed away from the tub.
"No!" Atticus protested, shaking his head. Dellinger squealed in delight before dunking himself into the water.
"Dell, sweetie, that water isn't good to breathe in," she tried to convince him, her bare arm slipping into the water to try and catch the playful hybrid boy. Of course, all tubs in the building that the family shared had to be large enough to be comfortable for all members. Meaning Dellinger had plenty of room to swim if the water was deep enough. If not, he'll actually crawl along the bottom. "Come on. Bath time is over."
'Over' seemed to be the magic word. Both blonde toddlers jumped from the tub too quickly for Evelyn to grab hold of. Aster, safely on the other side of the room, started to laugh as Dellinger and Atticus both scrambled to open the door and run before Evelyn could catch them. The door freed from the frame granted them that escape.
Letting out an exasperated sigh, she turned to Aster. "You going to help me?"
"I think I'll watch this time," he replied. If the basilisk was able to stretch his lips into a wide grin, he would.
Scoffing, she chased after the two boys, following the wet path left behind by their fleeing bodies. At least the two tend to stay together.
Inside a small room, Doflamingo was trying to get one of his suppliers to confess. He may sell weapons in order to encourage little wars, but even he needs a supplier, and this one was demanding more money than he had the right to do. As soon as he is able to manufacture his own weapons, this one will die slowly and painfully.
"I've had my men go over those weapons each time," the blonde explained. "They're hardly worth the two hundred beri I pay for each one. I've been letting you off easy with that. Now you think you can demand five hundred a piece? I think you are insane. More so than myself."
"These are worth every beri," the man tried to convince. "They're made of sturdier material, able to hold more bullets."
"They're made of the same material only thicker and only hold one more bullet than their predecessor," Doflamingo pointed out. "I think you need to learn a little lesson about trying to swindle more money from me." He nodded his head towards one of his men in the room.
Corazon watched Diamante grin as he pulled his sword from its sheathe, the metal rippling as it withdrew. The silent blonde was worried that this is going too far, but he knows that Doffy won't stop anyway. If the man survives, then at least Corazon will have a name and description to send back to Sengoku, a way to choke off Doffy's weapon supply.
However, before anything could happen, the door suddenly flew open and two screaming blonde toddlers barreled into the room. Dellinger rammed into Pica's leg, causing the man to stumble from the impact but he regained his balance and glared down at the laughing child. Atticus climbed onto the couch and into his father's lap.
"You two can ruin any image right now," Doflamingo commented, picking his son up and leveling him to his face.
"Bah!" Atticus chirped.
"No bah!" Dellinger added, running circles around the couch.
The nervous supplier could only watched in shock. He was frightened for his life and yet, here are two toddler boys interacting with these terrifying men. He was having a hard time being scared with one naked child running laps around the room now (that one has a lot of energy...and speed) and the other trying to climb onto an unamused clown, encouraged by the man that was making him reconsider his life choices.
"Hey, asshole!" Evelyn cheerfully greeted as she entered the room. "So they had a bath…and then they ran away."
"I can see that," the grinning blonde said, plucking his child from Corazon's coat. "You may want to dress them up, though. They are not ready for present company, my rose."
Taking Atticus from her husband, emerald orbs narrowed at the man blatantly staring at the nude form of her child and then down to Dellinger, who was clinging to her leg, bouncing on his toes. "Eyes to yourself!" she snarled, causing the man to gulp and turn his gaze away. "Okay, boys, you're getting dressed now."
"No!" Dellinger ran away again, though Atticus was held firmly against his mother.
"Resistance is futile!" she yelled while running after the shrieking hybrid.
The supplier shrunk under the stares he was receiving from all the members of the Donquixote Family in the room, even the clown. "Were you just staring at my son?" Doflamingo asked, his signature grin gone from his lips. A shiver shot up the man's spine as fear coiled in his belly.
As it turned out, Corazon did not need to send a report concerning one of Doffy's suppliers.
Here the Chapter Ends
It may be a misunderstanding, but Doffy has had his first encounter with a 'pervert'. Hey, if some stranger was staring at your kids that was running around naked, you would probably assume the same. Hope you guys enjoyed it! ^^