p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"{ Hi, can you do a scenario where little law(after cora's death) has a crush in a little girl? I am in love with your love (I hope you can understand my shitty English😥)}br style="line-height: 2em; font-family: inherit !important; color: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important; clear: none !important;" / /p
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p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"It had only been around a week since the death of Corazon and yet Law couldn't help himself from crying. His poor little heart ached but he was unable to contain his tears till he was alone. The little boy had found himself in a town far away from that snowing place, able to stay in a house where this lady took pity on him. When he wasn't crying, he was just bitter, towards everyone and everything. The only reason he stayed here was to get back to 100%, which could take up to a month. He was currently standing in the middle of a dirt pathway, kicking a pebble. So caught up in deep thought that he did not hear the sound of an oncoming carriage. The man in the carriage did not see that he was about to trample a kid with his horses. Law seemed to snap out of his daze and everything around him became clear, the horses, the carriage, the little girl grabbing his forearm. Wait, little girl? Yes, a little girl had grabbed his forearm and tugged as hard as they could. Pulling Law over to the side of the dirt road, he lost balance and fell into the girl. Causing both of them to tumble over and slide on the rocks. Both of them had cuts and bruises, but no fatal wounds. The dark haired boy didn't know how to react, quickly getting to his knees he saw the girl. His eyes widen with worry as he saw a cut on their cheek, but quickly went back to his bitter mood. Why should he care anyways? Law had half the nerve to just get up and leave. But all that changed when she spoke, "Are you okay? You were in the middle of the road about to get trampled! Do you have a death wish!?" he was not expecting that, he wasn't expecting them to care. All he could do was watch as she got to her feet, looking down at him. Law could only hold their small stare down for so long before looking away, "What's it to you anyways?" he asked, causing them only to blink in surprise. S/O relaxed and dug through their bag to get out a first aid kit. She was a smart little girl, of course, but no doctor. They came to an agreement to help each other then they would be even. Both of them cleaned each others cuts and got bandages over them. S/O tried to talk to Law and after awhile she got him to be a part of the conversation. Walking her home, he couldn't help but actually feel better around someone who took the effort to put up with his bitter attitude. "I'll see you tomorrow Law!" she said with excitement, "My name is Y/N, by the way." the boy was taken by surprise again, "My name is Law." He wasn't sure where this was going to go. But maybe, this was the start of a great friendship or maybe even something more./p
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p style="line-height: 30px; font-family: Arial; color: #333333; font-size: 15px; clear: none !important; background-color: #fefefe;"It had only been around a week since the death of Corazon and yet Law couldn't help himself from crying. His poor little heart ached but he was unable to contain his tears till he was alone. The little boy had found himself in a town far away from that snowing place, able to stay in a house where this lady took pity on him. When he wasn't crying, he was just bitter, towards everyone and everything. The only reason he stayed here was to get back to 100%, which could take up to a month. He was currently standing in the middle of a dirt pathway, kicking a pebble. So caught up in deep thought that he did not hear the sound of an oncoming carriage. The man in the carriage did not see that he was about to trample a kid with his horses. Law seemed to snap out of his daze and everything around him became clear, the horses, the carriage, the little girl grabbing his forearm. Wait, little girl? Yes, a little girl had grabbed his forearm and tugged as hard as they could. Pulling Law over to the side of the dirt road, he lost balance and fell into the girl. Causing both of them to tumble over and slide on the rocks. Both of them had cuts and bruises, but no fatal wounds. The dark haired boy didn't know how to react, quickly getting to his knees he saw the girl. His eyes widen with worry as he saw a cut on their cheek, but quickly went back to his bitter mood. Why should he care anyways? Law had half the nerve to just get up and leave. But all that changed when she spoke, "Are you okay? You were in the middle of the road about to get trampled! Do you have a death wish!?" he was not expecting that, he wasn't expecting them to care. All he could do was watch as she got to her feet, looking down at him. Law could only hold their small stare down for so long before looking away, "What's it to you anyways?" he asked, causing them only to blink in surprise. S/O relaxed and dug through their bag to get out a first aid kit. She was a smart little girl, of course, but no doctor. They came to an agreement to help each other then they would be even. Both of them cleaned each others cuts and got bandages over them. S/O tried to talk to Law and after awhile she got him to be a part of the conversation. Walking her home, he couldn't help but actually feel better around someone who took the effort to put up with his bitter attitude. "I'll see you tomorrow Law!" she said with excitement, "My name is Y/N, by the way." the boy was taken by surprise again, "My name is Law." He wasn't sure where this was going to go. But maybe, this was the start of a great friendship or maybe even something more./p