"Olivia!"
The young girl stood still as tears filled her eyes, refusing to meet her mother's angry gaze.
"Apologize to Momonosuke.", said the archaeologist as she looked from her scowling daughter to the sniffling teen holding his face.
"No.", said Olivia seriously.
"Roronoa Olivia, tell Momo you are sorry for hitting him."
"I said no."
"Livy, what's gotten into you?", asked Zoro, seeing the conflicted emotions playing across his daughter's face. She never talked back to anyone, especially not her beloved Robin. He normally had to pry them apart just so they could go to bed at nighttime.
"Olivia I won't ask you ag-"
"It's his fault, I told him not to.", started Olivia as she scowled at the samurai.
"Not to what?", asked Robin.
Olivia remained silent, refusing to meet any of her family's questioning eyes, knowing the disappointment she would see if she did and the unasked questions she couldn't answer.
"Livy...", started Zoro. He didn't know what the fifteen year old had done to upset his daughter, but he could read Olivia pretty easily, and something was definitely wrong.
"I'm sorry Kin'emon-san, I don't know what my daughter was thinking.", said Robin. The historian reached out to look at the samurai's son's face, which was starting to swell. The young dragon allowed Robin to examine his face, as Olivia burned holes into his back with her turquoise eyes. She couldn't stand the sight of her mom touching that, that boy, so she ran.
"Hey Livy!", yelled Zoro as the five year old bolted from the room.
"Olivia.", called Robin, distressed by her child's continued odd behavior. "I'll go talk to he-"
"I've got it Robin.", said Zoro much to his wife's surprise. "I have a feeling I know what's bothering her.", added the swordsman as he left the deck and headed for Olivia's bedroom before Robin could respond. He knocked on the wooden door not really expecting an answer and received none. "I'm coming in Livy." Zoro entered the small room, finding the child curled up with her lavender blanket against her chest, tears streaming down her tanned cheeks. "You want to tell me why you punched that samurai kid in the face?" Olivia shook her head, not trusting herself to speak. "It's about your mom isn't it?", tried the swordsman.
The black-haired girl sniffed, "He said that he did stuff with Mommy."
"What stuff?", asked Zoro, eager to keep her talking.
"That she gave him a bath, and that he slept with her and Auntie Nami in their bed, and, and that she read him stories when him and Kine'mon stayed on the Sunny before.", answered Olivia.
"That it?"
"And that he was gonna do that stuff again and make Mommy want to leave, but I told him he can't. He can't do that.", said Olivia angrily.
"So that's why you punched him, because he was gonna try stuff with Robin?", asked the swordsman, beginning to understand the situation. Olivia nodded. "And you didn't want her to leave you?" Another nod.
"She's mine. She's my mommy, I don't want her doing that stuff with anyone, but me.", whispered the girl.
"I'm sorry Olivia.", sighed Zoro as his little girl looked up in surprise. "I think I may have passed on some of my 'less desirable' traits to you."
"Does Mommy hate me now?", asked Olivia, fresh tears falling down her face.
"Of course not." Zoro pulled the shaking girl onto his lap, trying to comfort her. "Robin could never hate you Livy, you mean everything to her."
"But she was so mad at me?"
"I have a feeling she's not anymore.", said Zoro, looking up at the corner as pink petals dispersed. "Why don't you go tell her what you told me."
"O-okay.", agreed the small girl. Wiping her face, Olivia headed for the library at her father's suggestion. She wound her way through the ship's corridors until she arrived at the familiar set of double doors that led to her special sanctuary with her mother. Olivia gently turned the knob and eased the door open only to be quickly engulfed in a warm, familiar embrace. Robin held Olivia tightly, kissing the top of her head and nuzzling her hair as she walked back towards the sofa.
"I'm sorry Mommy, I", started the five year old.
"Hush.", said the historian, leaning back to hold Olivia's tear-stained cheeks as she sat down. "I love you Olivia, more than anything in this world. Nothing could ever make me leave you, alright?"
Olivia nodded; Robin gave her a kiss in response. "Nobody could ever replace you, your my baby girl., my Olivia. I'm sorry for hurting you.", said the raven-haired woman as she ran her fingers through Olivia's similar dark locks.
The little threw her arms around Robin's neck, squeezing as tight as she could, never wanting to let go. "I love you Mommy."
"I love you too Baby.", replied the archaeologist as she held her daughter. "I always will.
As the two girls continued to hug, Zoro inched away from the door. Content that his girls were alright once again, the green-haired man headed towards the sickbay. The swordsman found the Straw Hat doctor icing Momonosuke's face as the boy sniffled pathetically when he finally arrived at the location. Hm, Olivia must of really done a number on his face, hehe. "Hey Chopper, Luffy said he needed you for something on deck."
"Really? I should hurry he might be hurt, or one of the crew. Zoro can you stay with Momo while I'm gone?", asked the reindeer as he rushed to find his backpack of first-aid material.
"Sure thing.", smirked the sword wielder, watching the tiny doctor rush away.
"How's the face Kid?"
"It's alright, that brat caught me off gua-", started the teen as Zoro slammed him against the wall. "Hey let me go!", choked out Momo, the older man making it hard to breath as he gripped his neck.
"I will, but first you're gonna listen. That brat happens to be my daughter and she told me that you said some things that upset her."
"I..." Shing. The dragon fruit user froze as sharp steel nicked his throat.
"So imagine how upset I was when I learned what those things were."
"Please don't kill me.", begged the young man.
"Well that depends on you. You see I want you to go tell Kin'emon that you guys have to leave, make something up, but be creative and make sure he believes it."
"O-kay."
"And if you ever try and mess with my family again, I promise I'll show why I'm known as the 'Demon in Human Form'."
"Yes Sir.", whispered the teen, shaking as he picked up Zoro's menacing aura.
"Those two mean more to me than life itself, especially the life of some punk like you." Zoro dropped the boy letting him hit the ground. As soon as he was free Momo race away from the scary swordsman, searching for his father in hopes of leaving as soon as possible to escape Zoro's wrath.
The male Roronoa smiled, "I think it's time for a nap."
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