Author's note: I would like to point out that I want to give everyone (at least all the important people) on Buggy's crew a sort of gag. This happens in the SH crew like Luffy and his meat/stupidity or Zoro and his beer/getting lost or Sanji being a perverted creep. Buggy already has a gag himself, he sort of doesn't notice things until they are slammed into his face (can be literally or metaphorically). This already happens in the manga and anime so I didn't have to get creative. I don't want to confirm anything because Smoker and Crocodile have OP fruits in terms of where we are in the story right now but I gave them gags just in case they join the crew later; Smoker has the 'Don't call me Smokey!' thing and Crocodile is severely defensive about her breast? (ok to be honest I still haven't gotten Crocodile's gag down to a T). Anyways, question of the day is what should Mihawk's gag be? Peace out 😛

Chapter 13: Russian Roulette

"What?", asked Crocodile incredulously.

"You heard me. If you guys don't have the balls to deal with the tin can we'll do it for you", he said.

"Why would you do that for us?", she asked curiously.

" Because, if this works, me and Mihawk go free. No questions asked.", he said coolly.

" Hold on there, don't just go making assumptions like that. What makes you think I'll help you?", intervened Mihawk.

"Huh, didn't you say you wanted to be my side kick or something?", said Buggy with innocent confusion.

"No, I didn't you idiot!", yelled Mihawk as he scowled.

"I just said I would follow you around until I could beat you", he finished.

"None, of that matters. Do you two seriously think you have a chance against Gunson and his crew?", she exclaimed.

"Sandy," started Buggy.

"Crocodile", she corrected.

"Of course,", he continued.

"I know one thing and that is that however little chance we have of success, it is still better than execution.", he said coolly. It was unusual seeing the clown this serious. Crocodile's face grew darker.

" How do you propose we even go about this?", she asked.

"Oh, don't worry about that Sandy. I've got a master plan and that is for me to know and you to find out", he said with a grin.

"Fine, but if we are going to team up, you two need to pass a little test first", she said.

"Sure, what kind of test?", asked Buggy boldly.

She pulled a big silver revolver from a pocket in her fur coat and placed it on the table in between the three of them. Two audible gulps could be heard.

" If we are to team up, I need to know that the odds are in our favor", she said bluntly.

" And how will playing Russian roulette help at all?", asked Buggy a bit frantically.

" It is loaded with three bullets meaning there are three blank spaces. Even I don't know which order these spaces are at.", she said.

"We each take turns and if you two, I'll team up with you.", she said.

"That's easy for you to say! You're a logia, these bullets won't have any effect on you.", exclaimed Buggy.

" That doesn't mean I don't take risks too. If Gunson finds out I even considered oposing him, he'll have my head; And they actually do have methods of killing me.", she said.

" Alright than," spoke Mihawk.

"Lets get this over with. I'll go first", he finished. All eyes were on him now. Crocodile gave him a small smile and aimed the revolver at him.

" I have to say, I am impressed with you bird eyes; You've got some balls of steel to look straight at me and my gun without a hint of fear.", she said.

" Any last words?", asked Buggy cautiously. Mihawk gave him a glance of acknowledgement and seemed to think about the question for a while.

"Hm, yes. If I die—", Mihawk was interrupted by a loud clicking sound. Crocodile had pulled the trigger. Luckily, no bullet escaped the chamber. Mihawk however had the expression of a man that was actually shot by a bullet. Buggy shook his head at Crocodile incredulously, and she just sat there with a look of total innocence on her face. Finally, it was Mihawk who interrupted the silence.

"What the hell was that?", yelled Mihawk.

"Sorry, I thought you were finished.", she said in an uninterested tone as she took a quick glance to her fingernails.

"I could have had something really important to say! Like the cure for cancer or something!", exclaimed Mihawk.

" Well do you?", both Buggy and Crocodile asked.

"Do I what?", inquired Mihawk.

"Have the cure for cancer", said Buggy.

"No!", shouted Mihawk.

"But I could've", he added after a few moments of silence.

"Well there you have it", said Buggy.

"No harm, no foul.", added Crocodile.

"I hate you guys so much.", muttered Mihawk under his breath as his head hung low.

"Alright than! My turn", said Crocodile as she ignored Mihawk's muttering. She raised her gun to the right side of her head and squeezed the trigger. There was a metallic click but no bullet. She half smiled.

"Your turn", she said as she pointed the gun at Buggy's forehead. Surprisingly, he didn't so much as flinch.

"You do know that you have a 75% chance of dying right?", she asked.

"Of course, I am just feeling lucky. That's all.", he said as he chuckled to himself. Crocodile hesitated for a moment before shrugging to herself and squeezing the trigger.

There was a loud bang and the muzzle of the revolver lit up. Buggy's chair tipped from the impact and it along with him fell to the ground loudly. His body remained unmoving for several seconds. Mihawk tried to twist around to look at him but couldn't see past his chest.

"Buggy!", he yelled out. Crocodile was disappointed. It seems like it wasn't meant to be.

Author's note: Geez what a grim ending! I wanted this chapter to be much longer and I still have so much I can add to this but unfortunately, (due to unforeseen circumstances) I will have to go off the grid completely for the next six days. I will be back on Wednesday next week and hopefully be able to give you all a much longer chapter by next Sunday. Until now, this is all I was able to accomplish this week. I humbly apologize. Also, #RipNetNeutrality