Hey ya all! I got three requests already! I am unbelievably happy you guys! So the first I did was from Shaeril McBrown. She asked me this, "A baby girl who befriends a skeleton." That can be taken in many ways. So here it is and I hope you enjoy it!

Rebecca

"That's mine! Give it back!"

Brook watched as a few boys tore the violin from the young girls hands. They laughed and passed it to each other when she tried to get it. How cruel, Brook thought. The skeleton had witness how the girl was playing lovely music on her violin, until those boys came along and stole it from her. He'd seethed with anger and was about to go help when the girl gave a roar and dove on one of the boys, tearing at his hair and attacking him with a right punch to his face.

The skeleton smiled, even though he had no lips (HAHA skull joke!), and walked over calmly. "I beg your pardon, but please return the ladies violin to her," he said darkly.

The boys froze and tilted their heads to look at him. It wasn't every day you get to see a living skeleton. Their faces paled and one of them dropped the violin, letting the girl catch it with determined grace. Then, the boys took off in sheer terror, screaming of a living corpse.

Brook turned to the girl. She was looking over her violin with care and he appreciated that. It'd be a waste if the instrument was damaged. He bent down to look at her closely. She was rather pretty for her age, he wondered how old she even was.

"Excuse me miss, but would you be so kind as to lend me your name?" he asked.

The girl looked at him and her eyes roamed over his skinless face for a second, before turning back and standing, dusting off her ragged clothes. "My name is Shaeril, sir. Thank you for saving me and my violin."

Brook's face softened. "Don't thank me young lady. I just happened to be listening to your wonderful tune when I saw what had occurred."

The girl, Shaeril, grinned and picked up the violin, setting a tune again. Brook's face lightened up and he reached behind him to grab his own instrument. The girl's eyes widened as she saw his violin, which was sleek and black and beautiful. She smiled even wider when he joined in with her tune, marking every note precisely on time.

Together, they played the song until it was over and they'd gathered a few bystanders then. Brook noticed the hat on the ground and how people threw money in it. The girl scuttled to it and grabbed the money she earned with a big smile.

"Thank you for playing with me, sir. It was fun!" she said.

Brook smiled at her and laid a bony hand on her head. "No, thank you Shaeril. It was an honor to play with a person as talented as you are."

Shaeril's face exploded in a blush and she mumbled a thanks at the skeleton. Brook smiled and was about to ask her something when an explosion sounded. He looked up to see a dust cloud and he could hear swords clashing as well as people screaming.

The girl paled slightly and hid behind him. Brook laid his hand on her head and bent down to talk with her.

"Please go home, miss. Your parents must be worried about you. I must go and help my crew. It's probably the marines again."

Shaeril stared at him with wide eyes. "You must be Soul King Brook, right?" she asked.

Brook nodded and glanced at his violin. It was a treasure of his, something he held dear. Then he glanced at hers. It was ragged and old and almost falling apart, despite it's beautiful tone. With a last thought and the sound of an explosion, he handed the violin to her and whispered in her ear.

Before she could process, Brook was gone. The violin in her hand hummed with energy and life, giving her new energy as she smiled. Her eyes twinkled as she looked up at the darkening sky, time to go home.

When she got there and her mother saw the black violin, she freaked. But when Shaeril told her how she got it, her mother was overjoyed and happy for her daughter.

Night fell, Shaeril went to bed, the violins on her nightstand. She eyed them carefully and what the skeleton had said came back to her.

"Become a great musician, make me proud!"

She didn't even have the time to promise him that she would. But somewhere in her heart, she knew that, no matter how much time would pass, the gentlemen skeleton would hear her music, no matter how far away he was.