Dad; tou-san
Mom; kā-san
Older brother; nii-san
Older sister; onê-san
F-bomb warning for this chapter! Eustass-ya… Trafalgar… You guys. -_-
I do not own One Piece! I am just creepily manipulating Eiichiro Oda's characters Doflamingo style!← I hate Doflamingo.
"So, Captain-san…" Penguin said, trailing off uncertainly. He stood in the middle of Trafalgar Law's office, in front of his desk. Penguin fidgeted with his boiler suit.
"What is it, Penguin-ya? Haven't I told you to leave me alone when I am researching?" Law looked up over the paper he was reading to glare at Penguin.
"We're having a problem." Penguin tugged at his suit again, and Law noticed a cut on his crewmate's cheek and made a mental note to bandage it when this was over with.
"Spit it out," Law said, tapping his pencil against the paper.
"Bast is going super wild," Penguin said.
"It can't possibly be bad enough for you to bother me while I'm worki-"
Penguin wordlessly flung open the door to the main deck.
Law gaped.
The first thing that caught his eye was the hail. Huge chunks of glittering ice were scattered across the deck, the biggest the size of large watermelons. Law tore his eyes away from the ice to survey the rest of the chaos.
Bits of supply barrels covered the deck. Some were whole, some partially smashed, and some were completely destroyed. The contents of the barrels were strewn across the deck. Many large holes riddled the floor, most likely from the hail. Chunks of hail were imbedded in the walls.
Law looked up to see that the sails had been shredded and a huge dark mass of clouds churned over the submarine, randomly spewing bolts of lightning.
"Why the hell was this situation not reported to me earlier!" Law yelled.
Penguin muttered something about not bothering Captain-san while he was working.
Just then, Bast ran into view. She was waving and seemed completely unaffected by the chaos.
"Hi, tou-san! I'm practicing my power, just like you…" Bast staggered as her words trailed off. Law called up Room and twisted his fingers, and Bast landed in his arms. "Just like you… told me to." Bast fell asleep and started to suck on Law's shirtsleeve.
As soon as Bast fell asleep, the clouds blew away and the chunks of hail vanished. The holes in the deck and the rips in the sail remained, however.
Law handed Bast to Penguin.
"Put her to bed. Was anyone injured?" Law asked, struggling to remove Bast from his shirtsleeve.
Ikkaku dislocated her shoulder when Cilone accidentally shoved her from behind while he was trying to get indoors, but nothing really serious. Oh yeah, Shachi's sunglasses got broken, he's pretty upset about that."
"Bandage your cheek," Law said, after finally extricating his sleeve from Bast's mouth. He walked back into his office and sat down. "And send Ikkaku to me. Shachi can fix his own damn sunglasses. Everyone else is to report to the main deck to do repairs. Also, inform Bepo that we will be altering our course to the nearest island."
"Hai, Captain-san!" Penguin yelled, then ran off, Bast in his arms.
…
"Wow," Cilone said, his jaw going slack when he saw the wreckage. "I knew toddlers could be destructive, but…"
"Holy Crap!" Shachi yelled. Everyone ran over to see what he was shouting about. "Are those footprints?"
"Yup, those are footprints," Fugu murmured.
A set of toddlers footprints, burned an inch deep into the deck.
"How hot were Bast's feet?" Ikkaku said, rolling her shoulder and wincing slightly. Captain-san had popped it back into place, but it was still sore. She gave Cilone a murderous look. He gulped and slowly backed out of the crowd.
"I-I'll just clean up this mess here," he said, producing a broom out of nowhere and began to sweep up the remains of a barrel.
"Cilone is right," Ikkaku said with a sigh. "We should clean this up before Captain-san comes out of his cabin."
In about half an hour, the submarine was back to normal. The mess from the barrels was tossed overboard and the holes in the walls and the deck were repaired. The sails were resewn. Eventually, Shachi and Penguin deemed that the Sub was fit to go underwater again.
…
Bast was exited and nervous when she woke up. She had practiced! Her power was super cool! She could call wind and hail, along with thunder and lightning.
But… What if her family got mad, mad like kā-san did when she broke that old vase? She'd broken some of the ship, she knew that, so would they be mad? But Law tou-san had been really curious about what her powers could do, so maybe he'd be happy? Or would he be mad? Bast really really hoped he wasn't mad.
Bast slipped out of her bed and pushed open her door.
"Tou-san?"
No answer.
"Nii-san?"
No answer.
Onê-san?"
No answer.
Bast swallowed against the knot of panic in her throat. It was too soon after those Marines to cope with all this.
Bast walked down the metal halls until she reached the mess. All the chairs along the long metal table were empty.
Something white against the dull gray caught her eye. Paper. Bast walked up to it. It read;
BAST
WE LEFT THE (Picture of a submarine) TO GO TO THE (drawing of a village). TOU-SAN IS (X) NOT AS (angry face) AS HE SHOULD BE.
3, ONÊ-SAN.
Bast beamed with pride. She could read the note! Killer-san and Ikkaky-san's lessons were working! She wanted to read a lot better soon, because Law tou-san said he would teach her these cool 'medical sciences' thingies as soon as she could read the textbooks.
Bast read the note out loud.
"'Bast, we left the submarine to go to the village. Tou-san is not as mad as he should be. Love, Onê-san.' So all I gotta do to see tou-san is to go into town!"
She was about to run out the door when she noticed her clothes. Blue shorts with white spots and a white T-shirt with Law tou-san's flag on it in blue. She remembered the snit Ikkaky-san had when Law tou-san didn't wear a disguise to go into a town a few days back.
"Sunglasses and a fake mustache do not count as a disguise!"
"I'm wearing my hood up!"Law had shouted over his shoulder as he left the ship.
"That does not count! Go change your clothes!"
Bast ran back into her room to change her clothes. She chose a cream dress with a red and yellow plaid top, plus sandals with a white daisy on the top strap.
"Good," Bast said, smiling.
She ran out of the Submarine and into the town, confident she'd find what she was looking for.
…
By coincidence, Eustass Kid had stopped in the same town, for extremely different reasons.
"So, that famous weapons shop is on this island?" Kid said, doing his best to sound his usual laid back and casual and not exited. He more or less succeeded, in his opinion. He and his first mate were standing to one side of the large fountain in the center of the village.
"The brochure says;" Killer began, "The island of Prisma has many attractions. Quaint woodland paths thread through the backwoods, leading to the elegant cobbled streets, all meeting at a central courtyard, graced with a magnificent central fountain. Many shops line the streets-"
"Get on with it already!" Kid hissed through his teeth.
"One of the local favorites is the founding location of Camilla's toys, featuring all the best in kawai figures and plush critters. The signature dish of our beloved island is lo mein, which is available in our plentiful noodle shops, must make a note to visit one-"
"Gimme that!" Kid snapped, yanking the brochure out of the masked man's hand and scanning the paper.
"Great, fine. The shop's here. Couldn't you have told me that earlier?"
Kid could have sworn that his first mate was smirking.
"Hi, Tou-san! I didn't know you were on this island too!"
Both men whipped their heads around and stared.
Sandaled feet slapped the pavement, signaling the approach of a young girl, well out of her toddler years but not quite preschool age. She was wearing a cream dress with a red and yellow plaid top, which would have been normal if the two pirates didn't know this particular mini redhead.
"Bast?" Both men shouted in unison.
"That's me, tou-san!" She said, skidding to a stop in front of the two.
"Alright, Chibi," Kid said, familiar smile sliding into place. "Let's get you some ice cream and you can tell me and Killer all about what Trafalgar is doing on an island he said he wasn't going to stop at."
"Okay," Bast said. The trio started across the courtyard, heading for the ice cream shop Killer had noticed earlier. "But could you pay this time? Before you just scared him into it."
"Don't give me that "Honesty" shit, Chibi," Kid said, ruffling her hair. "How many times have you cuted people into giving you stuff?"
"I don't know, Tou-san," Bast said, looking up at the redhead with big, innocent eyes. "Nii-san hasn't taught me to count that high yet."
"Cuted isn't a word, Kid." Killer said. "And the next number is one hundred. After that you count one hundred one, one hundred two, and on like that."
"Okay!" Bast said. "That makes it… One hundred an' thirty-two times!"
Kid threw back his head and laughed, causing everyone within fifty feet to turn to see who was being murdered by a psychopath.
…
"You didn't buy it, Tou-san," Bast said, simultaneously licking her ice cream, pouting and glaring at the man she called her father. The three of them were back sitting on the edge of the fountain and eating ice cream. Bast had a chocolate cone, Kid was having a strawberry sherbert (he would deny it later) and Killer was drinking a vanilla milkshake (with a straw).
"I paid for it," Kid said.
"I think what she means," drawled a familiar voice, "Is that threatening the owner of the ice cream shop with bodily harm, then paying when the dessert is safely in your hands isn't quite normal."
"Oh great," Kid growled. "It's you."
"Law tou-san!" Bast shrieked.
There he was, in his regular oversized spotted hat, yellow sweater and spotted blue jeans. He was licking a butter pecan ice cream cone. Penguin and Shachi were behind him, also with ice creams. (Neapolitan and mint chocolate chip respectively)
"I paid for this, in case your wondering," He added.
Bast ran up to him. "Tou-san?" she said tentatively. She tugged on his sleeve. "Are you mad?"
Law shook his head. "No, I am not. That power… it will be a valuable military asset to the Heart Pirates. I welcome you as an official fighting member of my crew." He held out his (ice cream free) hand, and Bast shook it. "Don't tell Ikkaku I did that," Law hissed in Bast's ear.
"What the hell did you do, Chibi Trafalgar?" Kid asked
"I was practicing my power! I kinda destroyed some stuff, but I can do a lot of things now!"
"Like what?" Killer asked.
"Show us," Kid said, grinning maniacally.
Bast squinched her eyes shut and clenched her tiny fists. A pair of fluffy white-gray wings emerged from her back. The square went dark. Passerby looked up, shocked, at the sudden dark clouds that had appeared out of nowhere over the square. Thunder rumbled as lightning lit up the clouds dark interiors.
Bepo ran up to Law.
"Captain! There's a huge storm coming in! We need to get out of here now!"
Then the mink saw Bast.
"Oh," he said feebly.
A cold wind blasted out from around Bast, fluttering newspapers and knocking Shachi's cap off his head. He ran after it.
"A frontal wind," Bepo murmured to himself. Then louder, "Bast-san! Turn it off! Stop that storm now!"
But Bast couldn't hear the polar bear's cries.
A single raindrop fell out of the churning clouds and dropped to the cobbles between Kid and Bast.
"Was that it?" Kid asked.
Then all hell broke loose. The skies cracked open and lashing rain and chunks of hail poured out of the clouds. Most of the hail was only pea-sized or smaller, but some chunks were the size of a large orange.
Shachi screamed, high and shrill, when a clementine-sized ball of ice landed on his foot.
"Bepo! Penguin! Shachi! Bast! Get undercover!" Law yelled.
"Shit! We can't just stand here!" Killer swore.
Kid grabbed Bast under his arm and ran for the shelter of the ice cream parlor. Killer, Law, Penguin, Bepo and Shachi followed, the latter on Bepo's shoulders.
"P-p-pirates!" The owner stammered. "Wh-what do you want?"
"Shelter under your fucking roof," Kid growled, shoving the man aside and charging in, Killer following.
"Tactful as ever, Tulip Head," Law added, Shambles-ing the rest of his crew inside.
"What was that, Mushroom hat?" Kid said, then he paused. "Dayam. I rhymed."
"It doesn't look like a mushroom, Kid tou-san. It looks like… a snow leopard." Bast said from Kid's hip.
"No, a mushroom matches his personality," Kid said.
"Where's your cellar, creemee-ya?" Law asked the owner of the shop, ignoring the redheaded duo.
"D-down the s-stairs in the b-b-back of the k-kitchen," Creemee-ya stuttered.
"Thanks," Bepo said.
"Did that polar bear just talk?" Creemee-ya asked.
"I'm sorry," Bepo said.
"WHOA! HE'S SO MEEK!" Everybody yelled.
The two crews filed through the room into the kitchen, then down the stairs.
"You might wanna get that stutter checked out, man," Shachi added.
"Okay?" He said.
"Progess, dude!" Penguin said, and Killer gave the thumbs up.
What a weird bunch of pirates! Creemee-ya thought as he followed them into the basement to wait out the storm.
"Creemee-ya, do you have a den-den mushi? I need to contact my people." Law said, now reclining in a corner of the basement with his back against the polar bear. He had already completed first aid on Shachi's foot.
"Uhm yes! Right here!" He said, whipping a den-den off a barrel and passing it to the pirate doctor.
"Give me that, Trafalgar," Kid growled, trying to take the snail.
"When I'm done," Law said smoothly. "And don't try to order me around."
Penguin and Shachi were now huddled around Bast.
"Bast, come on, stop this storm!" Penguin said.
Bast opened her eyes again. "I don't know how, nii-san. I can make it come, but I don't know how to make it leave. The last one left because I went unconscious," she said.
"The storm should just run its course and leave," Killer said, crossing his arms. "Once the storm has run out of energy, it should dissipate. I'm no meteorologist, but I know my stuff."
"Let's hope that happens," Shachi said, normal cheeriness gone. But then he perked up. "Since we can't do anything about it and we seem to be stuck here for awhile… Bast, want me to teach you a new card game?"
"Okay. What's it called?" Bast asked.
"Old maid," Penguin answered, knowing what his friend was thinking. Shachi pulled out his trusty deck of cards.
Penguin turned to the assembled crowd. "Come on, guys! This game is more fun with more people!"
"I'll play!" Bepo exclaimed.
"Why not?" Killer said, sitting down at the card table Shachi and Penguin had found in a corner.
"This could be fun," Kid said with his infamous grin.
"I-I-I guess I'll join," the owner of the ice cream parlor stuttered. What luck! They chose a game where nobody wins! They won't get mad at me if I loose!
"I'll play," Law said, standing up, "But If I'm going to play, it's going to be taking a card out of the deck, Shachi. I'm not playing with the Joker in there."
"Right, Captain-san," Shachi said, putting the Joker to the side and removing the Queen of Clubs instead.
"I'm not going to ask about that," muttered the owner of the ice cream shop.
"What was that all about, eh, Trafalgar?" Eustass Kid asked, not taking the hint.
"Fuck off," Law said amiably, sitting down at the card table.
…
"Daddy! There you are! We were worried about y-" The dark haired girl cut off as her mother slapped her hand over her mouth.
"Gerald?" The woman said, staring down the basement stairs. Her husband was there, all right. It was the people with him that shocked her. Her husband was a quiet and reserved man, although he generally enjoyed his job of selling ice cream to the local children and the tourists, he was shy with everybody except her and his daughter. So him playing cards and chatting with…
"Mommy, there are some weird people down in our basement," her daughter said.
"Oh! Mariana dear! Liza-chan! Come down here and meet our new friends!" Her husband said.
"So you must be Creemee-ya's wife and daughter, correct?" Said the smirking one in the spotted hat.
"Uh huh. And who are you?" The little girl said.
"'Shi no Gekkai' Trafalgar Law," The man said. "The polar bear is Bepo-ya, the man in the casquette hat is Shachi-ya, and the one with the hat that says "Penguin" on it is Penguin-ya. The girl with the red hair and wings is that guy's" Law pointed at Kid, "daughter, Bast-ya."
"And this is my buddy, Killer," The owner of the ice cream shop said, putting his hand on the masked man's shoulder.
"And that's my boss, Eustass "Captain" Kid. Nice to meet you," Killer said.
"But what are you doing in my basement?" Creemee-ya's wife, Mariana, said.
"Borrowing it," Kid said. "To wait out the storm that one" Kid pointed at Bast, "Caused."
"Why is your hair so long and in those two ropey thingies?" Bast asked the little girl.
"Haven't you ever seen braids? And why do you have wings?" the little girl retorted. "And why is your dad so creepy?"
"Creepy?" Bast asked, head tilting to one side. "What do you mean? They're normal, aren't they?" Bast pointed to Law and Kid.
"NO, THEY AREN'T! And you STILL haven't told me why you have WINGS!" The little girl yelled.
"Huh. Okay. I have wings because I made the storm outside," Bast said.
"That doesn't make any sense. Can you make them go away?" The other girl asked.
"Yeah," Bast said. Her wings folded into her back and disappeared.
"Why can't you come play cards with us? Penguin and Shachi are teaching me how to play old maid. It's fun. I still don't see why Law Tou-san is obsessing over getting the Ace of Hearts, though."
"I'm not obsessing!" Law said as he drew a card from Creemee-ya.
"Sure! That sounds fun!" The girl's mother chimed in.
"But Mom! They're so weird!" The little girl said.
"Don't be mean, dearie. You might make a friend." The woman said, nudging the girl down the stairs.
"But she's three years younger than me!" The girl whined.
"Come on, doesn't she look friendly?" The Mother said.
"I'm almost five," Bast said.
"That means you're four," the girl said.
Penguin sat straight up in his seat and suddenly wasn't paying attention to the game. Shachi took advantage of the situation to sneak a peek at his friend's hand.
"You're showing your hand, Penguin," Killer added. Penguin didn't notice.
"Bast, c'mere," Penguin said, then murmured in her ear.
"Oh, cool! Thanks, Nii-san!"
"SENCHOU! Penguin has the Ace of Hearts!" Shachi bellowed.
"Give it here, Penguin-ya, and nobody get's hurt," Law said, smirking evilly. Law extended his hand, and a swirling blue disc formed.
"Yipes!" Penguin said. He handed over the card.
"That's against the rules," The little girl with braids said.
"I don't care," Law said, staring at the one blood red heart in the center the card for an uncomfortable amount of time.
"Captain?" Penguin asked.
"Right, sorry." Law offered his hand to Eustass Kid. "If you draw Cora-san's card I will chop you into itty bitty pieces and crush your heart."
"Right, Trafalgar," Kid said, drawing a card from Law's hand. Killer looked over his captain's shoulder. It was the Six of Diamonds. Killer let out a sigh he didn't know he was holding. Kid set the card down with its match.
Meanwhile, Mariana was still trying to convince her daughter to go down into the basement to play cards.
"Come on, honey, it'll be okay,"
"No." The little girl sat down on the top step and pouted.
"Come on, come on," Bast muttered, seizing a card from Shachi, putting it back, drawing another…
"Hurry up and decide, little sister," Shachi mumbled.
"Yesss! I got a match!" Bast said, triumphantly putting the pair of cards onto the table. "I don't loose!" Bast got up from the card table and walked up the stairs to the girl. "Wanna go play?"
"Go way. You're weird and your parents are creepy." The girl pulled her knees up to her chest and pouted.
"Liza, be nice," Her mother said. Liza shook her head, and her mother sighed, and went downstairs to join the card game.
"Why don't you want to go play?" Bast asked, tilting her head to the side.
"I already said! Plus you're just a little baby and wouldn't be any fun to play with, you'd just cry when you get hurt."
"Who says?" Bast said. "Watch this!"
Bast squinched her eyes shut. She turned into a fluffy gray-white chick.
The girl blinked. "So- so- so-" She stuttered.
So what? Bast thought.
"SOOO CUTE!" The girl yelled.
Bast turned back into a human and smiled. Just like Nii-san said she would! She thought.
Bast thought back to what her big brother had told her earlier.
"Bast, you want to be friends with that little girl, right? If my intuition is correct, she looks like the type that likes cute fluffy things." Penguin had said. Bast had only been half listening, busy putting his cards to memory, but she finally heard what Penguin had been saying.
"So?" Bast had said.
"So you could go into "baby thunderbird" mode, completely out-cute her protests, and make a new friend.
"Okay! Thanks, Nii-san!" Bast had said.
"So what do you want to do?" Bast asked, coming back to the present.
"Dunno. What do you do for fun?" Liza said.
"Umm, when I'm on Kid tou-san's ship I usually draw, or play tag with Heat and Scar and some others, or train, sometimes Killer teaches me math. It's really fun! Though he never calls it math, usually what he does is he takes me down to the treasure room and asks me to help him find out how much the stuff is all worth, and when I need help he helps me-"
"What's with their names?" Liza interrupted. "Kid? Heat? Scar? Killer? Those are all common nouns! Those aren't names!"
"I know," Bast said, laughing. "Except for Kid tou-san, those are all nicknames. They said never to reveal their real names, never ever."
"So that guy's," Liza said, pointing at Kid, "His name really is Kid? That doesn't fit him at all!"
"Yeah, I thought so too at first, but you get used it after awhile."
The two girls walked off, laughing and chatting.
"I suppose it's good for her to make friends with children her own age," Shachi said.
"Yeah. And you didn't have to tell Captain-san I had the card he wanted," Penguin said.
"I did."
"Good point."
The card game extended through the rest of the day and well into the night. Liza's mother Mariana cooked up dinner for everyone. Bast and Liza played a game they called "Escape from the Marine Base," Where they started in the farthest corner of the basement and tried to sneak past the adults up the stairs without being caught.
Around Nine o' clock that night, Liza and Bast started to become sleepy, so Mariana pulled out two sleeping bags and laid them out on the floor for the two girls.
"Yeah!" Kid said. "Now that the kids are asleep, lets crack out the grog!"
Creemee-ya grabbed several bottles of alcohol and the box of poker chips, and the adults started in on the drinking and gambling.
Bast blinked and rubbed her eyes. It was hard to sleep without the familiar rocking of Kid tou-san's ship, or the constant hum of the Polar Tang. Bast reached out with her mind, and felt the presences of her family. They were so close, she started to sense things she never had before. Exited, she reached out farther.
Penguin felt sorta… lilac. He was concentrating fully on the game and thinking about what to do next. But sometimes when he looked at Mariana, there was this weird feeling of… Bast had no idea what it was, but it creeped her out a little. Shachi was a pale green. She snickered when she felt his intent to peek at Penguin's cards. Bepo was sort of a cream color and he had fallen asleep even before the children. Killer was a pale blue, and he too was concentrating on the game.
She pushed her boundary a little farther across the table. She'd quickly discovered that whenever she concentrated this hard on certain people, her range decreased significantly.
Law had a yellow glow. She was almost taken aback when she felt this deeply. He was thinking about the game, too, but he wasn't really thinking about it. He kept looking at the Ace of Hearts and getting a short flash of sadness, anger and determination. Bast wondered about where that all came from.
Kid was practically a polar opposite of Law. He was bright red and fiery. There was a lot of strange things mixed in there she didn't understand, not like Penguin's feeling. Not at all like that. But there was also a protective feeling she felt whenever he looked at her or Killer, or thought about his crew. He might be a little crazy, Bast decided, but she was safe.
Bast tried out Creemee-ya and his family. The father was a greenish blue and he felt meek and submissive. The mother was pale pink and cheery. Liza, however was a red purple and bright with ambition and passion. Bast decided, right then and there, if she ever formed a crew of her own, she would ask Liza to join.
Bast smiled. Her real family was here. I don't need you anymore, kā-san! I have my fathers and sister and brothers and they will always protect me! So there!
Bast smiled even wider, then her face relaxed as she finally fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Yo! Jay here! This was supposed to just be a lil' oneshot, but you can see that didn't work out. I'll wrap this little mini story up in the next chapter. There will be one or two more oneshots, including Bast's birthday, one more of my arcs of a medium short length, then we will be onto Sabody! Get excited, people! Bast, meet Luffy! If you have some sort of idea for this story, please feel free to leave a comment! I may or may not use it, as I have an agenda for this story, but I'm still struggling for things for the 2-year timeskip.
