A/N: Finally; Chapter three! Though I've had many, many ideas for many, many days and nights, only now did I actually feel like sitting my lazy ass down and type. Why? Well, it's just that, procrastination is so contagious… and that I was hoping for at least one more review to help motivate me.
I'll complain about that later. You have my permission to run and hide at the end of the chapter before I do that and before the distribution of prices for those who have correctly answered the questions regarding last chapter.
To all my lovely(but still too few)reviewers: THANK YOU! You've made my day again!
To shadow wolf: (-)Thank you so much for you review! You've been even more loyal to this fanfic then some of the authoress' friends who have read her story and ran before bothering to write one. I'll send you imaginary sweets, since I've run out of real ones like you might be interested to see at the bottom of this page.
To Candy: … Thank You for your one review sis, though you could have taken the trouble to put a comment for each chapter you know, I am grateful for it though. Thank You Dear Cousin.
Candy: (; Yeah, huh, well… About my Zoro plushie… Your bro gave me his half of him but huh…
StarS.:only now realizes Candy has been standing there all along and turns to her: What are you doing in my fic?
Candy: Well technically this is just the author note right?
StarS.: No.
Candy:(o.0) No! It's not?
StarS.:sighs: A/N: Stands for Author's Nonsense you dummy!
Candy: Oh. Yes of course, I see. Huh, but about my stuffed Roronoa…
StarS.: What about him?
Candy: Well, he doesn't look too good…
StarS.: Well yes, obviously, being cut into two equal halves tends to do that to you.
Candy: Okay.(0.o) Guess I should be glad it didn't occur to you to have that happen to him in the fic—
StarS.: --Yet! Hahaha! Mwahaharc--:cough cough:
Candy: Oookie… But where do I get him repaired?
StarS.: I don't know! You're such a kid, can't you read on your own! What does it say here:points at little white band with writing sticking out of Plushy-Zoro's little butt.:
Candy:squints and reads:(o.o;) Made in…China?
StarS.: Duh! Anything not? Now send it to the maker or something to get him fixed. If that's possible.
Candy:still dazed by the revelation: (o.0;)Made in… but he's supposed to be Japanese…
StarS.: Come on now I don't have much time! Get out of here! Shoo! I have business to attend to.
Where was I? Oh yeah!
Hum, hum.
Dedicated to all my friends, loyal OP-fans… I LOVE YOU ALL! And now:takes out "the authoress" cap and speaker and yells: "ON WITH THE FIC! LIKE IT OR NOT!"
DISCLAIMER: I-DO-NOT-OWN-ONEPIECE. …yet! Wait, just a little longer. Really, this dude is a hard nut to crack. :Keeps pacing back and forth spitting threats and questions alike, in the dark dark interrogation room, occasionally flipping her gun in one hand threateningly:
All the while through the disclaimer, one can make out a frightened little man, sitting at a way too brightly lighten table on which lay in a mess a massive amount of original sketches of ONEPIECE characters, fingerprints on doujinshi covers and fanarts, the man in question looking very much like the recently mysteriously disappeared Eiichiro Oda…
Patience, my friends we are getting there, slowly but surely. :-D
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The Angels' Mansion by StarSparkle
Chapter three: Pearl of The Circus.
'So there it is, the famous Angels' Mansion.'
Smoker stood before the small façade of the rather large building, and let a huge puff out of his nostrils half in annoyance and half in fatigue.
The legendary orphanage and what was rumored and believed to be the world's safest sanctuary also held the city's most frequented bar: The Violet's Pub.
'A drinking hole and a children's refuge.' he thought a little irritated. 'Just what do they think this is? Seventh heaven?'
Again he sighted heavily, turned and started making his way back to Headquarters.
The search for The Straw Hat Crew had proved to be more difficult on this island then anywhere else they'd been until now. Although many witnesses had apparently, easily recognized them and confirmed their presence in the very city.
But then again, a lot of famous wanted pirates and criminals had been seen in this place, in the past ten years. None of those witnesses, however, seemed to know where to find them. Or, willing to reveal where to find them.
And beating the crap out of random civilians just didn't do for a Commodore…or so Hina strongly believed.
They weren't getting anywhere at this pace.
He reached the gates to headquarters where two heavily armed officers stood guard. Upon seeing him they saluted though in a somewhat lazy motion. He didn't blame them, standing there all day in this Goddamned heat, it was a real wonder birds didn't drop roasted from the sky.
Actually, he though of this as the single Marine Headquarters where he approved of the way things where being run. Probably because no one in particular was assigned to that task and none seemed to mind the general disorganization of the place either. The mood of the staff was thus quite restful; none of the superior officers seemed bothered to put any pressure on neither their subordinates nor equals. The protocol applied, yes, but most seemed to be blissfully aware that ignoring the code of behavior once or twice, even before you superiors, did not kill.
The men here sort of understood what it was to do things 'at your own pace'.
Yes, a delightful change from the usual. He certainly could get used to this atmosphere.
"Smoker!"
He turned to see a tall figure running his way. He recognized him as one of the local officers.
"Sir!" he paused before him to take his breath then started again, "Sir. Sorry, I hope you didn't mind me calling you that. But you wouldn't turn around when I called you Commodore, or sir—"
"What is it?" Smoker cut him off. He refrained from remarking that his real title was still Captain and that his men knew better then to call him Commodore. Especially since they knew he meant it when he threatened them, but the men in this base were not under his command.
The young officer, strangely, looked still a little too out of breath for what was supposed to be a fit and vigorous sergeant major.
"Sir I have news, it concerns both you and captain Hina. And your subordinates, of course. I just got a call from gener—"
"Wait. Wasn't Tashigi with you, earlier?" Smoker cut in again.
"Yes, she's still training with the other officers. She also told me she'd be away after that to go to the weaponry shop."
"She really is familiar with this place, isn't she?" he said absent mindedly.
He was slightly taken aback by hearing the young sergeant give a hearty laugh then say in enthusiastic tone,
"Why, yes sir. She certainly is. So are you actually going to listen to what I have to say?"
"I don't know," he said in a bored and gruff voice, "Is it really important now?"
"Well depends on what you define as important." He paused then continued in a friendlier manner, "But maybe we can talk about this in Captain Hina's office. You'll need a seat for the long explanation anyway."
"We'll do that then." Smoker agreed immediately, "I've had my hell for today."
The officer laughed as he led the way to the port, outside the base that was their head office on the Island.
"Yeah, tell me about it. Tracking down famous bad guys when their fans are scattered all about the place to conceal them from view. You'd think we've got motives other then their own safety."
Smoker didn't believe the sergeant major was joking, though he'd sounded quite jovial saying that.
"Sergeant… Koko was?" He couldn't help the way the words felt slightly alien as they left his mouth.
Again the young blond laughed as he said, "Yes, you may call me that like everyone here does. But the full name is Khohoku, Khohoku of the Angels' Mansion."
He sounded overly proud of the title he'd just given himself but Smoker did not comment.
No more words where exchanged until they reached Hina's boat.
Meanwhile in a certain bar…
Usopp entered the saloon followed by the little Chopper and scanned the scene before him in polite caution.
The room was only half-filled by costumers who Usopp though could classify as a 'friendly bunch'. In other words, none of them looked deadly dangerous or noticeably menacing, except for the very big guy playing the piano at a corner of the room. He looked… well, scary. But also, really concentrated on playing the notes on the big instrument.
Approaching the bar counter his eyes widened at noticing a certain individual dressing a samurai waist-band that matched a rather unusual hair color.
"Zoro!" he identified a little too loudly.
The man in question turned his head to face him.
"Usopp." He acknowledged with little enthusiasm. His head was in his hands; he didn't look in best of shape.
"Uwaah," Chopper cried out, "We've been looking for you for days! Where have you been all this time? Captain was beginning to seriously worry—"
"Not so loudly kid! Do you want to frighten my customers away!" interrupted the blond bartender's kind but firm voice, "Come have a seat and a drink then you can pester your friend with all the questions you want."
Seeing their awkward hesitance at accepting her forward invitation she called out more firmly,
"Common now, don't let me call you twice." Although, she technically already had.
They glanced in Zoro's direction before turning to look at each other for a split second. Usopp shrugged then reluctantly moved to sit besides his crewmate, Chopper following him automatically to take a seat of his own next to him.
"So what will it be?" she asked as soon as soon as they were both seated.
Usopp only then turned his gaze, from fixing Zoro intently and curiously, to her. His frown disappeared upon seeing her face more closely, more properly.
And no words found their way out of his mouth, though shock and surprise did a good job of setting it agape enough for them to do so.
He stared.
"k-Kaya?" he finally blurted.
She looked only a little surprised and her sweet smile got wider as she corrected
"Amelia. You can call me Amelia." She chuckled.
Usopp looked like he'd just being shaken awake by her words, he stuttered.
"Oh! Huh—sorry. Excuse me I was just—"
"Lemonade? You two both look like you're still underage." She proposed smiling kindly then added,
"And in need for vitamins."
"Huh. Yeah… Huh…Sure—Thanks."
"Same for you little cutie?" she turned beside him to Chopper who immediately blushed at her words.
Under such a gaze from such a pretty lady, and such an engaging way of being called, there was only one normal reaction to be expected from Chopper.
Cheeks still rosy he stood on his chair and started his inimitable little dance all the while chanting "Oh she called me a little cutie Ha. Haho"
Usopp and Zoro both sweatdropped a little. There was just no explaining their physician's behavior at times.
The beauty behind the counter seemed more pleased then surprised by this, however.
"I'll go get them for you then. Just a moment."
And she moved to do so.
In the meanwhile, Usopp was still recovering from his vision and shook himself mentally when he realized he was still staring.
'Her smile was different, I shouldn't have been deceived. Still, she really is a pale copy of Kaya,' he thought.
He turned to his swordsman crewmate, all the questions he'd been ready to shoot at him just a little earlier were now completely forgotten.
"I really thought she was Kaya for a moment there," was all he managed admitting.
He sounded still a little dazed.
The swordsman snorted then grinned at him knowingly, a hand to his head.
"I know the feeling."
Meanwhile somewhere in Custard Island's great market…
"This one?" asked Nami.
"Beautiful!" Sanji answered immediately.
"Mhmm… not bad," said Luffy truthfully.
And for doing so he earned a hard kick from Sanji, right at the back of the head.
Man, thruth really did hurt.
Whoever had been the first to say that surely had been in a situation similar to Rubber's current one at some point.
For some odd reason Sanji couldn't bear to hear that some dresses didn't quite suit Nami.
But that didn't stop the fact being true!
Purple looked better on Robin and Luffy had liked that T-shirt with blue stripes on Nami way better then that low V-cut sleeveless green top Sanji had practically begged her to try on.
"You're so mean! It's not like I said Nami is the one who looks bad!" he whined defensively.
Luckily for Nami, Sanji and Luffy were too busy in their dispute over the choice of her clothes to notice her blush at the latter's last candid and unintentionally flattering comment.
"How dare you even suggest that Nami-san's beauty could lessen simply by wearing garments? No matter how ordinary, no piece of clothes of any kind could offense her loveliness!"
Her blush deepened at that strident remark too. Darn, she thought, this isn't like me. Now she wasn't really sure they wouldn't notice it, she faced herself in the mirror in a vain attempt to hide it from view.
"Common' you guys, I'm done here anyway and I won't take this, I don't really want it."
"Why of course Nami swan! I'll do anything you want!" Sanji said, giving her a dopey smile, arms open wide. He'd completely forgotten about Luffy until the latter happily exclaimed behind him.
"Finally! We can go eat now!"
In his excitement, Luffy missed the look of vexation Nami shot him as he exited the shop.
'Oh heck, girl. You know he's the densest idiot in all four seas. You know he probably doesn't realize he's been offensive, 'she thought.
It's not like he was been relieved from a chore or anything, he'd agreed to enter that shop with them.
Since she did promise them all a meal, after the shopping.
She sighed loudly, hoping it would help break her track of thoughts. It proved ineffective as predicted.
The three of them made their way through a street that was growing crowded as they walked. Luffy was striding ahead, Nami followed with Sanji right behind her carrying her numerous shopping bags.
'You thick girl,' she continued thinking to herself, sighing again, 'It doesn't matter what shark he's protecting you from when he hands that hat to you. There is no reason you should feel so precious when he does. It's not like it's a crown or anything' she continued furious at herself.
She was jerked out of her thoughts at the not-so-distant sounds of a roaring crowd. Wolf cries and whistles pierced through claps of applause and the small clinging of thrown coins resonated quite distinctively through Nami ears. Distinctively enough, to vibrate away her previous musings in a beat.
Sanji could have sworn he'd seen a light bulb suddenly glow over the lovely navigator's head he'd been observing. (He'd heard her sigh many times and made a mental note to ask Chopper to make a check up on her, just in case) He watched as her expression turned from pensive to… something very predator-like he wasn't sure he'd seen her wear before.
He could have gasped, she was scarily stunning.
And he did gasp when he heard her purr to him,
"Sanji-kun, I think I'd like to check out what's in the middle of that throng."
"Why yes my darling Nami swan! I'll protect you from that mob, I'll let no one so much as brush by your pretty body, they'll be—"
"Where's Luffy?" Nami interrupted him, looking around.
"Oh, I hadn't noticed he wasn't around anymore."
True, he'd been quite busy admiring her.
"There, he's making his way through there!" Nami saw as she started after him,
"Wait for me Luffy!"
"Nami-san don't leave me!"
Soon each of them were lost somewhere in the rabble on their own.
Walking through the swarming street that lead to the place where she was to meet her waiting companions, Nico Robin froze as she saw…
Him.
Running through the crowd.
Her heart rose to her throat and, on instinct, she started running towards the direction she had seen him dart, happy she's decided to trust the fur-vendor to take her merchandise to their inn rather then weight herself down. She wasn't exactly a fast runner.
Pushing through the crowd was easier then she'd predicted it would be; when she hastily entered the mob, with two extra hands to help her way-through. She muttered a simple 'Excuse-me', desperately trying to get past a somewhat large man who immediately recognized her and said in gruff voice that contradicted his gentle tone:
"Why, of course dear, go ahead," he made way for her before calling loudly to the front,
"Hey, Pansies ahead! Get out of the way, 79 millions berry dame coming through!"
Instantly, heads before (and after) her turned in surprise,
"What? Ow, wait-- it's Nico, move jerks."
"Oh hi! Er, here—after you. I guess."
"Make way, make way."
Whether that unexpected happening had occurred out of exaggerated respect of her popularity or intimidation by her eminent strength she wasn't sure, but to say she was just pleasantly surprised was making a major understatement.
She felt she could get used to this place. And it had been a while since she'd though that of any place.
She couldn't help the mutter of sincere 'thank you' that left her lips almost unconsciously as she slowly walked the way that was being made for her so kindly.
Once she had made it to the axis she furtively looked around, heart still rapping loudly against her thoracic cage threatening to break free from it.
This was visibly some kind of interesting spectacle but it wasn't what she was looking for.
Then she spotted him again.
Or, though she did.
And it was like her soaring heart had decided to dive and sink.
She realized it wasn't him. All feeling of anticipation left her and suddenly she felt very, very empty.
She smiled in a sigh.
It had been a reasonable mistake to make: her captain did look different without his shirt (which he probably had removed because of the heat) and with his hat dangling off his head suspended by an elastic string. She'd only caught a small glimpse of him before the chase anyway.
She laughed. That bit of wishful thinking had given her a good run and the show that set before her looked like it might turn out to be worth her effort after all.
Robin watched as the funny character that was Buggy The Clown, presented what seemed like a circus staging…
Cliffy! Nah, just kidding. Go on and read ahead.
And put that away before someone gets hurt...
Back to the show…
"My good people! Am I not the pirate you appreciate the most?" Buggy shouted to the crowd that surrounded him and his crew. Cries of agreements were heard.
He was about to ask for volunteers to shoot in the Buggy canon when his companion stole his merit in celebrity by getting all the attention as she revealed herself, throwing away her cloak.
"Who's the most beautiful woman in the world, men?" She asked.
"You, of course!" Men and women alike in the audience exclaimed in perfect unison.
Alvida laughed 'Just standing there looking pretty',
"Well said. Now, won't you throw in a few coins to reward this amazing spectacle?"
Like obedient puppies they complied and instantly the floor was covered in coins.
Kabaji and Mohji, who had failed to entertain as much, looked upset. They had even tried threatening their audience into payment, with Richie the Lion, but had failed miserably. People here were, well, tough. One kid had even demanded if she could pet the 'big roaring kitty'.
Kabaji and Mohji were outraged. Well, Richie was too, until the clueless little blond girl let go of her green bottle to start scratching him under the jaw. The lion gave the closest sound a feline his size could have to a purr all the while wearing an expression of pure bliss.
The animal tamer and the acrobat both sweatdropped; they still didn't understand their captain and Lady Alvida's sudden urge to show them around like circus clowns.
That said, they had to admit they also all had had a very different view of circus shows in the Buggy crew.
Mohji turned to Kabaji, "Maybe you should try some acrobatics."
Kabaji snapped at him in response.
"Yeah, acrobatics, right. All I got for juggling with two dozen knifes on my monocycle, balancing my sword blade from its tip on my tongue, was small round of applause from the twerps!"
"Well try something different!"
"No, why don't you do something for a change! Bunny head!"
"Take that back!" vociferated Mohji as he extended his whip threateningly.
Cabaji shook his fist in response.
The way the tension was increasing between the two must have caught some of the public's attention because eyes soon turned from admiring Alvida to start encouraging the near-term fight.
"Now that's fun!"
"Yeah, strangle him boy!"
"Alright! Slice that white monkey, juggler!"
"Hey, hey! Do we get to place bets or what?"
The so called 'white monkey' and 'juggler' sweatdropped a little, both still facing each other.
"Well, guess entertaining an audience is easier then we thought."
"Shut up," said Cabaji, as he backed off on his monocycle a little before opening his mouth and withdrawing his sword blade from it with apparent ease.
They stood still for a moment. Alvida and Buggy watched, just as amused as the public.
Then Richie raised a huge fry pan out of nowhere and the small blond girl who had been petting him used the green bottle she was holding to bang it. The sound that resonated was oddly similar to that of a gong ring, (3) signaling the start of the fight.
Cabaji and Mohji both let out a long war cry as they started running towards each other. Or, in Cabaji's case, rolling.
The fight that would have ensued would probably have been a rather engaging one had it even started.
Luffy just arrived at the scene, in time to see a large man come in between the two clowns and whack them both simultaneously on the head, using his big fists. Cabaji and Mohji were both knocked out instantly and their assailant looked nothing other then highly annoyed.
Luffy jumped a little in surprise when he noticed Buggy for the first time, as the latter shouted at his two best men's attacker,
"What in the world do you thing you're doing? What was that for?"
The man calmly pointed with a thumb at a girl who was standing in the middle of the ground next to some of Buggy's crew.
"I told you Buggy, my little pearl does not appreciate senseless brawls. If you want her on your crew, you're all going to have to behave in front of her."
The girl in question looked slightly perplexed. She looked about twelve, with dark long hair held in an very odd pony tail. The ridiculously large long sleeved shirt she wore with the thigh three quarter trousers that stuck to her long legs, did nothing to hide her skinniness. Looking more closely, Luffy also noticed she had some odd sort of sword hanging from her side and, in her hand, a long red ribbon.
Luffy looked up at her face again and was immediately captured by the strange color of her eyes. He ceased his observation, however as he heard Buggy yell in annoyance,
"She's the one who should be behaving under my command! I only accepted her joining my crew because you said she was an accomplished diver!"
"And a skilled acrobat, and a brave and obedient young lady. Aren't you my dear?" said the big man proudly, totally unfazed by Buggy's infuriation.
At the compliment the girl came closer and smiled broadly, her chest puffed with pride.
"I like her Buggy," said Alvida finally, "I say she stays."
Then turning to the girl, "Why don't you show us what you're capable of on land?"
She gave the dark haired girl a meaningful look. The teenager didn't have to be asked twice.
After glancing shortly at the large man who gave her an encouraging smile in return, she twirled once and bowed saluting the audience, who, oddly enough, during the scene of the big man's appearance had been completely silent. They cried in cheers for her as soon as she started flipping her ribbon around,
"Perla! Perla!"
She started by slowly raising her left leg as she bended backwards, all the while flipping her ribbon in her right hand in perfect circles. She ended up a position that was an impressive demonstration of her grace. Ribbon still dancing in rings, left hand touching the floor ecarted legs perfectly perpendicular to the floor, she remained like that for a moment, motionless except for the ribbon.
"You go, girl!" shouted someone in the crowd.
That's when she decided to back flip on her left hand and as soon as she stood back on her feet she repeated that first motion with striking speed, many times. Somewhere in between her many flips she threw her ribbon in the air and stood. She found the time to make seven front flips before she caught her ribbon in the air.
Luffy watched impressed as the girl continued with her acrobatics and did not notice Nami when she reached his side, having finally made it through the rigid mob. She let out a gasp as she recognized the Pirate crew before her.
'Well, good thing they didn't notice us yet,' she thought, 'And I thought this would be a peaceful robbing party.'
Indeed she had hoped she could easily fill her pockets in this crowd. 'If almost everyone on this Island is either an outlaw or a pirate, then stealing from them when they are so willing to give away their money wouldn't be a crime now, would it?' she'd thought, ' No, definitely not,' she decided, 'It's more like help, really.'
Unfortunately for her, it looked as if this was going to be rather difficult. Practically every member of Buggy's crew could easily recognize her; she had introduced herself to them rather properly when she feigned joining their crew, back at Orange village.
She saw the girl, twirling crazily on a leg with her ribbon flying around her and thought,
'Wow, nice. Doesn't she get dizzy?"
Apparently, the little acrobat did feel a little lightheaded since she slowed down in her whirls and paused. Or so it seemed for an instant, because she suddenly started spinning again, way faster this time. Soon, she was indistinguishable behind the mad twister of red that encircled her.
A thud was heard and everyone stared as the ribbon slowly fell motionless to the floor, joining the small stick that held it. The girl was gone.
The crowd roared in cheers. Even the big man was laughing with gusto.
Alvida laughed too, pleasantly surprised. While Buggy, impressed but not necessarily happy about it, shouted,
"Where did she go?"
He immediately got the answer to his question when he felt little arms grab him around the neck from behind in an inverted hug.
He let out a loud roar, extended his arms and separated his upper members, expanding them apart until she fell off him.
She landed on her behind, between her legs. She remained seated in that position and shot him an angry look which showed exactly just how much she felt insulted.
Buggy shivered a little under her gaze, he wondered why he hadn't noticed earlier just how scary her eyes were. He did not feel the large man's approaching presence behind him. The man raised a dangerously big fist above Buggy's head, a worrying nerve popping at his temple…
"That was so cool!" shouted Luffy finally, unable to contain his excitement from Buggy's crew any longer.
Since the rest of the audience, including Nami besides him, had known better then to break the silence that had weighed soon after the large man made to move towards the oblivious Buggy, as they clearly were anticipating the upcoming violent scene, Luffy was heard quite clearly.
All heads turned to him and it was not long before he was recognized:
"You!" bellowed Buggy.
"Hey, the 100, 000 berry poster guys!"
"Monkey D. Luffy!" cried out random people in the crowd.
"Luffy, my darling!" exclaimed Alvida in a pleasantly surprised tone.
A tone of voice that Buggy did not like.
At all.
"Finally we meet again, you can now be my man, Luffy," Alvida continued.
Well, Nami didn't seem to like her ways with Luffy either.
At all.
Though probably for different reasons then Buggy's. Or maybe not. Well, not exactly anyway.
Luffy stood there all the time, not really oblivious of the attention he'd caught but evidently not too fazed by it either.
Only when Buggy bellowed "Get him!" from where he stood unaware of the large fist above him ready to strike, did Luffy wisely react by following Nami as she ran for her life.
Soon, Mohji, Cabaji and even Alvida were on their trails with Buggy shouting after The Straw Hat's retreating figures,
"Come back here!" and made to move too.
Except, he was abruptly and brutally stopped by a striking fist whacking him on the head with a force that would have rivaled that of one of his special canon balls.
His body parts went flying separately as his head dug into the ground.
And the crowd cheered.
Robin laughed heartily from where she'd stood the entire time watching.
Indeed, the show had been worth the run. Their stay on Custard Island was proving to be more interesting then she had anticipated.
To be continued…
A/N:
Cliffy! Hahaha:cough cough:
Surprised? No. I thought not.
Well, since you're still here, allow me to clear a few things before I start babbling:
1. Yes, by 'Rubber' I am referring to Luffy, it is his nickname in the Italian version of the anime and I happen to quite like it. Deal with it. I assure though it is a far better one then the American dub, not that I think there can be much worse then that one, but well.
2. Yes, we do not blame you Nico. Many of us would have ran after a shirtless Luffy. No flames yet please. Not until I officially reveal this coupling. It was quite popular amongst the old fans for a while. This does not mean it is the only pairing I am going to involve these two characters in.
3. You just don't question things like that in Kids' shows. I say the bottle against the fry pan sounds like the gong ring, you live with it.
Man, I certainly have wrecked my brain trying to put this chapter into words.
No, I am not high. Thank you for asking so concernedly.
I think I lack inspiration.
I need motivation.
I want reviews!
Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! Give me reviews! Or else:fumbles in pocket for her famous gun:
Reviewers have already fled. :StarS. still fumbling for the gun, then realizes she doesn't have it:
Oh, yeah! That's right! I forgot it. Must have left it on the desk while 'interrogating' Oda-sensei.
…
:long silent seconds of laborious thinking pass:
…
(O.o)
:Realization comes to smack StarS. in the face, much the same way it did Zoro in the previous chapter:
Oh no! My prisoner and my gun in the same room!
:Runs for the interrogation room where the worse awaits:
And now, for the authoress' babbling:
Answers to last chapter's stupid questions:
1-Who does the blond lady remind Zoro of? Well Kaya, duh!
2-Who's the evil man under the cloak who goes unnoticed by the smoking Marine?
Random somebody from nowhere: Rudolph:Slap: No you idiot! Buggy the clown!
R.S.F.N: Ouch! Oh. Yeah, right. :rubs sore cheek:
StarS.:Sigh:(--;)
These kinda questions I did give to kids in kindergarten and ones not even old enough to be there yet ! One of them is my new born cousin, he answered me even though he still can't say his Mommy's name! I remember him squealing 'Ka…gyaaaa' out of the blue so I went all like, 'Yes! Bravo, you are correct!' dismissing his pronunciation default, I mean, he IS only just a few months old! Then I asked his older brother who is in kindergarten my second question and after a few seconds of staring at me, he pointed with his one tiny kawaii little finger to his cute buttoned nose. I squealed 'Yes bravo!' then wiped something that was dripping out of my nose.
I proudly handed them a box of sweets, expecting each of them to take one and be gone satisfied.
Big Mistake.
My mistake.
And now I know: You do never, show a box of sweets to kids who still haven't had dinner! Especially if those kids are your little 'cry-baby' cousins and if they have other spoiled rotten brothers and cousins of their own in the same house, same building or even same region! Coz, Boy! Am I sure they can be heard that far! They are very good at acting cute and innocent and miserable to get what they want! And they are loud. Make that very loud! Extremely loud.
I'm gonna go make a check up on the state of my ear-drums…
Hear from you next chapter, if I still can.
Ja Ne.
Oh, and if you don't review, I'll throw a tantrum, how's that for a threat?
Yeah, maybe I'll drop the gun threat for something else next time…
On the bright side, I do feel the kids have inspired me and given mea few ideas for my younger OC characters.