DISCLAIMER: I don't own One Piece. It belongs to Eiichiro Oda.
title: Arson, Our Son, Same Difference
by: The Rose in Death's Garden
written for: Lamia, for her birthday
pairing: Luffy/Hancock
"This is our son," Boa Hancock announced to the gathered Strawhat crew.
"That's a rubber snake," Nami argued, poking the limp tail of the creature dangling from Hancock's hand.
"He's our son," the snake princess insisted.
While the navigator functioned as the voice of reason, Zoro was taking a nap, and Sanji was trying very hard not to care about the ridiculous antics, the rest of the crew played right along.
"What's your son's name?" Robin asked, smiling.
"His name is Arson," Luffy said, taking the rubber snake from Hancock and hugging it. "Monkey D. Arson."
"And how did you come up with that name?" Usopp wanted to know. "Doesn't 'arson' mean setting things on fire?"
"He's named after Ace!"