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He just laughed and kept watching me, smirking as he reached out and lifted up a round device from the top of the snail. Still on the ground I noticed it was connected to the snail with a cable that reminded me of a telephone cord. As in the one that connects the receiver to the rest of the machine. With one finger he pointed to the chair I had first been sat in. Doesn't take a genius to figure out what it meant.
I almost fell out of the chair before I was even in it when he talked into the thing and the snail answered back. What the hell! I gulped feeling myself starting to panic again, the longer I'm here the more crazy stuff seems. As I watched the weird exchange I noticed the snail also showed facial expressions. Maybe it's like a walkie talkie or something similar, yea that sounds normal compare it to that. Except walkie talkies don't freaking have facial expressions! Once Doflamingo finished and placed the receiver back down the snail made a click sound and looked like it went to sleep. "What the hell is that thing?" I asked pointing at it like it would come to life and attack me. What is with this word and things that aren't supposed to talk talking!
"It's a den den mushi" a what? Sounds like something I'd be served in a Thai restaurant. I'm really starting to hate that smirk of his. "A communicator. The larger they are the further the signal travels. This one is an adult so it can reach across to ones on other islands." He reached down into his pocket and pulled out a much smaller one. Placing it on the table when compared to the other one it looked tiny. It would have fit in the palm of my hand. "This one is a baby den den mushi. It has a much smaller range, it can reach another on the opposite side of this island."
"It like a phone than?" I poked the larger creature in the stomach and it opened an eye and looked a little annoyed at me. At least it's not slimy "kind of cute." I wonder if they name them if they use them for communication?
"What's a phone?" He questioned reaching out to once again grab the smaller snail. Poor snail he keeps it in his pocket! "Never mind. Something from where I'm from."
"Fufufufu, now little birdie you don't get to say something like that and tell me to forget about it. You must think so little of me if that's the case. A bad decision on your part." To say I'm sweating bullets is a bit of an understatement. I think there's a puddle beginning to form under my chair. "Just this once I'll forgive you but I expect you to answer my question the next time I ask" I swallowed hard as he licked his lips. Damn that is one long tongue "back to our previous subject." Oh shit I was hoping he would have been distracted by whatever it was the person on the other end of the snail thing had said. "What sort of punishment should I give you?"
"A stern warning about what's going to happen next time?" was my hopeful response. The alarm bells were going off in my head no answer could have saved me so this will just have to do. Maybe if I hadn't been so quick to answer his first question with a 'never mind' I wouldn't be in this situation. As long as it doesn't involve something drawn out and painful I'll be grateful. "Fufufufufu don't worry little birdie it won't be too bad the first time."
What the hell does he mean the first time? Oh this could be a hell of a lot worse than I previously thought.
Well it wasn't anywhere near as bad as what I thought Doflamingo would do to me. I ended up at supper, thrown over his shoulder like I was a sack of potatoes. Oh and it gets better, every few feet on the way I found my ass slapped by his giant hands while he laughed. I'm assuming he was licking his lips too, seeing as I was facing back towards the way we had come. The thought briefly crossed my mind to struggle. Extremely briefly as in a portion of a second. The image of me being gutted like a fish took its place instead. I also didn't get to eat at supper since he sat with me still on his shoulder. Thankfully he showed up near the end so I didn't sit there for a full hour in that embarrassing position.
As soon as he let me down I grabbed Baby 5 and dragged her out of the room, I don't need a mirror to know my face is comparable to a tomato. At least she isn't laughing at me. If she had of I would have told her to stick it where the sun doesn't shine. Even more so since Doflamingo conned me into it by saying he was going to punish her. I will say all the members of his odd ball crew didn't seem to think too much of my predicament. That or they're all a lot smarter then I'm currently giving them credit for.
"I can't believe you ran away from me and you told the young master." So much for her not laughing at me. Yea by not laughing I mean she's bent over holding her side. Pretty sure I just heard a snort out of her.
"Yea. I'm really pretty aren't I, now go shove it up your ass." I muttered and started pacing around the room. "What does that mean?"
"It means I'm stupid and I only get anywhere in life thanks to the fact I have a pretty face in some peoples opinions. Not mine I might add, but I think you get the idea." I paused thinking "If you mean shoving it up your ass I think that's pretty self explanatory." That sent her into more fits of laughter. "Ok when you decide to get serious we'll get back to the whole damn toy thing from this morning. I still don't understand how toys can be alive." I ran my fingers through my hair again. I'm still pretty red in the face from Doflamingo's stunt, at least he hadn't tried to cause any bodily harm or anything else for that matter. One thing's for certain I won't be trying to leave Baby 5 anymore.
"Done yet?" Her laughter was beginning to subside which I was thankful for, this joke is going to be around for a long time. "Yea, yea. What did you want to know?"
"The toy thing! How the hell can living breathing toys exist?" I need a chair in this room or something. You'd think for a room this large there would be at least a chair. Still laughing lightly she looked at me at still giggling and began to explain how, ten years ago when Doflamingo had freed the island from the tyranny of the Riku family. One of the things they had found while helping restore the island was a factory that was filled with living toys. According to her story Doflamingo had told them they were free aside from two rules.
They had to be back in the factory at midnight sharp and they were not allowed into the homes of the people on the island. "Wow I didn't think he had a heart like that, I figured he would have come in and killed everyone on the island if anything. Guess you really can't judge a book by its cover." hearing something like that about Doflamingo was not something I had expected, at the back of my mind a little voice was saying that wasn't the whole story. Not by a long shot, I'll peg that for future inquiries.
"The young master is a good man even if he is a pirate." For some reason I don't fully believe that statement after hearing about his last few accountants and who knows how many others he's killed over the years. If my preservation of life sense had its own conscious I think it would have snorted.
"How long has he been a pirate for anyway?" I stopped pacing and started really looking at the room. I do not like the layout, bed in the center of the room with the headboard against the wall. The big dresser was set directly across from the bed, the rest of the room was a waste of space. They could use a new decorator.
"I think he started when he was sixteen so more than twenty years."
"Some people at sixteen decide to be bankers, Lawyers, teachers, apparently here being a pirate is a profession people really think about from an early age." I started to push on the dresser trying to move it to another corner of the room. "I wanted to be a pirate since I was seven." I looked at her eyebrow raised. "No kidding." Didn't see that one coming.
"What are you doing anyway Mel?"
"What does it look like, moving furniture or is that not allowed?" Damn this is some nice furniture, heavy and hard to move the damn thing.
"Here let me help you" together the two of us had it moved to the far wall near the windows and set on an angle. "So know where can I go and get a chair and a desk of some kind?"
An hour later I had a nice desk with lots of drawers and a cushy chair to sit on with it set up to look out through the window facing some of the palm trees. The best part was when we got the stuff from. Whore number one and who number fours room. I didn't realise Doflamingo had so many women to spread their legs for him. Nice furniture though. Hope Doflamingo doesn't mind I removed it I highly doubt they use it. I don't want to think about what they were doing with it if they did.
Inside the desk I found a few stacks of blank paper, some funky dip pens since I have no other word for them. Each one has a feather on the end, and the other is a rather fine tipped end. I guess this place doesn't have pens. I foresee a lot of ink stained fingers in my future speaking of ink, the desk also had a lot of different colored inks which was neat. All in all a great find. My favorite thing about the desk is a nice little shelf on the top I could put books on.
Since Doflamingo hasn't given me any indication that I'll be working on the accounts any time soon I'll need some books to read. "Hey Baby 5, can we go to the library here? I want to get a few books to read."
"Better than sitting around here watching you gload over my hard work." She crossed her arms over her chest like was pissed. Since I have one friend here I'd rather not lose her the second day.
"Hey now, I greatly appreciate the fact you moved it for me. And came up with the idea of seeing what was in the whores room. Which was a freaking fantastic idea by the way!" While we had been moving the furniture I realised she hated the whores and called them that openly. Apparently today I had gained a great deal of points with her for not spending all of his money and even though I ditched her when I got back, went to return the rest of as she put it 'the young masters' Beri.
When we got there the place was just empty which I was thankful for, Baby 5 sat down in one of the chairs while I walked around looking for books that might help me fill in some of the blanks in this crazy world. Maybe a few books on world history will help, I can't keep thinking Baby 5 will be around when I need questions answered. If anything the books might help trigger questions I can ask while she's still around.
Meandering around the place I was starting to think there were not a lot of books about world history here. I had found two so far and had my nose in a third while I walked down the aisles getting ready to place this one with the others on a table.
I screamed when I felt someone grab me from behind.
