Enjoy!
/—$$XX—/
Third pov
Tension was still flying through the air, even after Red went to sleep. The commanders were shocked, Red has never shown any signs of anger, unless Ace messes with her. What happened to her?
"Ok… Shall we get started on the match then." You can tell from the announcer's voice; he also sensed the bloodlust. The audience even felt it.
The announcer cleared his throat to catch everyone's attention. "In this game, you will need five participants. Each participant will roll the dice when they first start to determine who's going first. Once the order is decided, you all start in the house to change into your rolls. The first two people will step out of the house and start the path of life. Each tile represents something different
Red~ free space.
Green~ truth
Black~ dare
The truth and dare will be on the card in the center. The Whitebeard Pirates only have five members, so they will all be participating. For the Foxy crew! Porche, Hamburg, Capote, Chuchun, and our captain Foxy will be participating!"
Izo glared at the five opponents, how come one of them is a bird? Isn't that cheating? What is wrong with this game?! The man went into a full mental rant on how dumb this game was.
Marco took a seat by Red and started to poke at her face. "Come on, yoi. Get up. You're the one that dragged us into this." Red stirred in her sleep as a goofy grin appeared on her face. It's the same grin as before, Marco thought. The man leaned in closer, taking in every detail about her face. Blush started to sprout on her cheeks the closer his scent got. Red's eyes flared open from the burning feeling filling her body. The woman jumped back when she saw how close Marco was, "Mar-co."
As always, the redhead covered her nose and cheeks with her hand. Marco smiled, "we are starting, yoi." Without another word, Marco stood up and walked to the others.
Red removed her hand away from her face, "Dammit! I need to control that." She whispered to herself as she trotted to the others.
Two large dice fell from the sky, one landed in front of each crew. The Whitebeard Pirates didn't even question why the dice came from the sky. They have all decided this is crazy.
"Each one of you roll the dice! The order will go highest to lowest." Everyone rolled, Marco is first, Red is second, Izo is third, Thatch is fourth, and Ace is last.
Red laughed as Ace started to emit depressed vibes. "It's ok Ace! Being last could be good." Red patted her brothers back, trying to comfort him.
"Everyone, go into the mini houses to change into your new outfits!" The crew went inside the house. They're are five different dressing rooms with a number above them. The crew went into the rooms to change, once they did, they all let out a groan.
The second commander was the first one to come out. "There is no way in hell I'm wearing this!" Ace shouted. Thatch came out after. She was wearing a pink onesie, with her hair tied up in pigtails. "I'm not too fond of the outfits either." Thatch grumbled. She picks up the sides of her baggy onesie and wiggles them around.
Ace snorted, "well at least you don't have to wear this!" Ace pulled on the black dog collar on his neck and pointed to the fake dog tail on his backside.
The sixteenth commander walked out of his room, "Well, at least I'm comfortable." Izo said in the most sarcastic tone. He was wearing the same onesie as Thatch, except his was blue. His hair was out of his normal messy bun and laid on his shoulders. Thatch stares at Izo, he looks so different with his hair down. Somehow, he looks-
"Again, not as bad as a dog collar." Ace started to pout.
Marco walked out next, "It isn't that bad, yoi." He wore a high school uniform that included a white button up and dark green pans. The shirt was skintight, and the pants weren't any better, but they were manageable.
Ace's depressed vibes started to form again, "none of you understand my pain." He wailed. The crew ignored him and knocked on Red's door.
"Are you ok in there?" Thatch asked, Red is the only one not out yet.
"No. This can't be happening." Red's sounded mortified, scaring the commanders.
"Can I come in Red?" Thatch asked. The fourth commander opened the door when she heard a muffled 'come in'. Thatch and Red are the only girls, so Red was ok with Thatch seeing her, but still-
The outfit made Red want to cry! It's as if her worst nightmare has come to life and has changed into clothing. Thatch was wearing the same mortifying look as Red, there are no words to describe how funny she looked. Laughter filled the house as Thatch dropped to the ground and clutched her stomach. Tears filled her eyes and air suffocated in her lungs. The face Red made, the clothes she's forced to wear, it's all too much for Thatch.
Izo opened the door as soon as she heard a body fall to the ground. The sixteenth commander fell under the same spell as Thatch. Dropping to the floor from laughter.
"That is- is- so funny!" Thatch could barely form a sentence with all the vibrations filling her body. Ace came in next, leaving Marco outside alone.
Marco was confused by all the laughter, so he went inside the room. As soon as he did, he regretted it. Red held one hand in her face, and another on her skirt. Her knees were pressed together, while her head tilted down. The red on her face practically glowed through her hand. Her embarrassment is understandable, if you see her outfit. The organ in Marco's pants stiffened when he saw her.
She wore an identical outfit to the first commander, a white button up and a dark green skirt. The shirt was skintight and see through, showing the red bikini top she wore underneath. The skirt was way too short for Red's liking, it ended at her upper thigh, and that's because she was pulling it down. Her smooth legs and tattoo could also be seen now, unlike her normal outfit.
The commanders caught their breath, while Marco continued to stare. "I take it back, this game is awesome!" Ace said, wiping a teardrop from his eye. Thatch patted Red's back, trying to comfort her, even though she finds it hilarious. "Her blush is going to deepen if you keep staring." Izo said in a taunting voice. His voice snapped Marco out of his 'inappropriate' thoughts.
The first commander coughed, clearing his throat and mind. "We should go now, yoi." The blonde turned his head, not wanting to meet Red's eyes.
"You know Red, the more you pull down the front, the more the back goes up." Thatch pointed out. She was behind Red to protect her from the stares of the audience.
"Your side is getting shorter; I can see your underwear. I see they match your top." Ace hummed in amusement. For him, this is a euphoria; being able to tease Red and Marco about their outfits will be pure bliss. Ace, unlike the others, has noticed something about their outfits. Something he cannot be happier about.
"This side is short too." Izo commented. Izo and Ace were on the sides of Red, trying to save her from her embarrassment.
"Stop pulling it down Red." Marco said. He was in front of Red, trying to keep the image of the woman out of his mind.
Ace smirked, "knowing you, you want it higher." Marco snapped his head back and glared at the second commander. His glare gave of a 'shut up or I'll kill you' vibe, but that didn't stop Ace from laughing.
Red's face was still glowing. She is surprise steam hasn't come out of her ears yet, from how hot her face felt. She removed the hand pulling her skirt to give Ace a smack on the head. "Shut up." She barked, but Ace continued to laugh.
They stopped at the white start line. Across from them were the foxy pirates, wearing the same outfits as them. Well, sorta.
"HEY! WHY THE HELL IS HER SKIRT LONGER THAN MINE?!" Red flared. Her opponent's skirt ended at her knees, making it less provocative.
The woman named Porche, stuck out her tongue. "It's at random, sorry hun."
Red's hand balled up into fist, "LIKE HELL IT'S RANDOM!" She shouted. The commanders gripped onto Red, trying to stop her from chopping the woman's head off.
"Come on Red, leave it be!" Ace said, struggling to keep his grip on the flaring woman. Damn! How strong is she?!
"Ok everyone! Here's how the game starts! The first two players will roll the dice, while the others stay behind! The object of the game is to finish the challenges and get to the finish line first! Let's get going!"
Once Red calmed down, Thatch kicked the large dice in the air. The white and black dice spun through the air before landing on five. Red and Marco moved five spaces and landed on a green square.
"Looks like Whitebeard's crew landed on the truth! Let's see the card!" Marco bent down to pick up the card, sparing Red the embarrassment of doing so.
Marco handed Red the card to read out loud, "the person next to you asked you on a date. Accept or decline… WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" Red flared again at the announcer. The announcer turned his head to the side, not wanting to meet the woman's fierce eyes. "Um… that's how the game of life works."
Ace started to laugh again, looks like I was right! Marco and Red are the parents, Thatch and Izo are the kids, and I'm the dog. Though I hate the idea of being a dog, this is still the best game ever!
Marco looked across the board and saw the Foxy pirates taking the lead. "Answer the question Red, yoi. We don't have much time." Red's struggles to channel her embarrassment, why did I have to say yes to this stupid game!
"I-I ac-accept." Red felt mentally drained from the words. Marco smiled and signaled for Thatch to roll the dice.
"Three!"
They moved up to spaces and landed on another green space. They picked up the card, but this time Marco said it out loud. "You feel nervous for your date, do you reschedule or get over your nervousness."
"Get over your nervousness yoi." Red envied Marco, she's over here dying of embarrassment, while he shows no signs of struggle.
After a few more moves, they landed at the 'first date' event. "You forgot to buy a dress for your date. Pick one person from your team to go shopping with you. Get changed and go to your date." Red sighed, this game keeps getting worse.
Red put down the card and called Izo over to help her. Once they entered the small building, they both gaped in shock. The building was filled to the brim with robots and piles of clothes.
"The object of the game is to get past the Robots and find a decent dress for you to wear. Be careful! These robots don't play nice." The announcer explained.
Izo's shock shattered once he heard the challenge, the man rolled up his sleeves and grinned. "Challenge accepted." Izo started to run across the building, crushing any robot that crossed his path.
I bet he thought he sounded cool… Red exhaled. She is already done with the game; it is wearing her out physically and mentally. Red followed Izo through the building, watching the man kick and punch any robot he sees. Izo's weapon of choice is two twin pistols, but since there's no weapons allowed, he has to use hand-to-hand combat.
"Red! I found one! Hurry up and help me!" Izo was gripping onto a red dress, surrounded by five robots. The woman decided to get her anger out and sent a flying kick towards one of the robot's heads. The head snapped off and flew into another robot's chest. Izo kicked a robot in the shin, making it lose its balance. Once it was wobbly, he sent another kick at its stomach.
When the Robots were taken care of, Izo handed Red the dress and shoved her into a closet. "Izo… do I have to wear this?" Red whined, holding the dress up close to her body. It was a black and red strapless dress, perfect for Red's curves and lean body.
"You'll look great, put it on!" Does he not understand I don't want to look 'great'. Red sighed and put on the dress. The dress was stuffy and restricted her movements, but it was manageable.
Izo clapped when Red came out of the room, "I'm so proud." He muttered, wiping an imaginary tear from his eye. Red rolled her eyes and walked in front of the taunting man.
—-XXXX—
Marco waited outside, the game made him dress out too, but it wasn't much different from the uniform. It was a light blue polo shirt with some pants to match, not Marco's usual style but whatever.
The blonde looked over to Foxy's side, he was also waiting for his partner to come out of the building. Marco turned back around and was greeted with a beautiful woman standing in front of him. Red's hair flowed down the gorgeous dress that highlighted her figure. The woman was pouting and scrunching her nose in disgust because of the outfit. But Marco thought it made her cuter.
"I see they made you change too." Red said, scanning up Marco's body.
"Sadly, anyways, we have to go yoi." Marco didn't wait for Red to react. He grabbed the woman's small hand and headed to the next stage. They stopped in front of a maze made of bushes.
Red picked up the card sticking out of the bush and read it out loud. "People say love is like a maze, filled with pitfalls and bear traps. Complete the maze to get to the next part."
"I've never heard anyone say that, yoi." Marco said with an eye roll.
"Me either." Red chuckled.
The two of them entered the maze with their hands still intertwined. The couple paid close attention to their surroundings, well one of them less than the other. Red was too busy thinking about Marco's hand around her's. So much so that-
"Red! Be careful, yoi." Marco pushed Red to the side, caging her between the bush wall and his chest.
Marco exhaled when he saw her leg was still intact, and the bear trap wasn't triggered. When he looked back at Red, she was wide eyed with a blush flaring across her face.
Damnit! Red cursed. Her whole body was shaking beneath Marco. A fire sparked in her stomach, setting an inferno within her. His scent was too much for her at this distance. Is his scent like this because of his devil fruit? That could be why it burns whenever I smell it, but then why doesn't Ace's? Why is it only Marco's? It's been affecting me ever since I first saw him.
Besides the melting sensation Marco is emitting, his eyes aren't making her feel any better. His glowing blue eyes stared into her dark ones, telling her his wants and desires. Both shared the same need, the same love in their eyes. But both are too stubborn to believe it.
Red felt a fluid drop out of her nose. She covered it, hoping he wouldn't notice, but he did. "Why is your nose bleeding?" The man's voice turned serious. He grabbed Red's hand and removed it from her face. He looked for any injuries on her in the process.
Red stood quiet, keeping her eyes on his. She couldn't say anything, nothing could get her out of this situation. Should I tell him it's because of his addicting scent? No! That would be weird! He already thinks I'm childish, I don't need him disliking me for another reason! I could say I have a condition? That's dumb! Then he'll ask what condition! Ugh I'm a terrible liar! I could-
"Is it because of my scent, yoi?" And just like that my embarrassment triples. How does he- ACE! I swear I'm going to kill that freckled big mouth! How long has Marco known? He hasn't said anything about it before.
"N-No." Brain! Did you have to make me stutter! Why am I yelling at my own brain! Ugh!
"What's so bad about my scent." The blonde pressed, leaning in closer to Red. Their noses pressed together, making Red's legs turn to jelly.
"N-nothing I-I s-s-we-wear." Red tried to keep herself composed but it wasn't working. One look at his beautiful eyes and sweet lips burns her resolve. Literally.
"You said before that the person's scent determines who they are. Do you think I'm a bad person Red? Do you not want me around? Do I hurt you?" The glow in the blonde's eyes darkened, leaving only sadness within them. Wait? What? What did Ace tell him?
The blonde backed away from Red with a frown. The sad expression he wore made Red's heart break, guilt overtook her, blaming herself for the way the man feels. But that isn't true…
"Nevermind let's get go-" Marco paused when he felt a body push against him, making him fall to the ground. He looked up and saw Red. Her eyes displayed her determination, and there were no signs of embarrassment. Her body was placed on top of his, straddling his lap as he tried to sit up.
"Re-"
"You are not a bad person, you moron." Red karate chopped Marco's head. It wasn't as hard as her usual hits, but it still stung.
"No you don't hurt me, you stick in the mud." Another hit was to the same spot on the blonde's head.
"And lastly…" the redhead gripped the man's shirt tightly, not out of anger but out of fear. The fear of Marco not being by her side. "If you ever leave my side…" Red grabbed Marco's shirt and pulled him close to her. Their faces were inches apart, but even so, Red did not stutter.
"If you ever leave my side… I will never forgive you pineapple head." Her words were stern, showing a side of her Marco has never seen before. This side showed her determination and conviction. The woman is usually lazy and carefree. Never caring about what's going on, but always having that smile across her face. Is there anything about this woman I don't like? Marco thought with a smile before a laugh escaped him.
Red gripped him tighter, "I'm not joking Marco." She growled.
"I know, yoi. It's just, you get all flustered and cute one minute. Then you get all scary and badass the next. You're too much Red!" Marco's hysterical laugh calmed Red's nerves.
"Wait, did he call me cute?" Red thought out loud.
"You know you said that aloud right, yoi?" Red froze, I DID!
"Red, do you have a problem with it?" Red blushed from the question, not knowing how to answer it. Marco smiled from her blush, "you know, the answer's written all over your face. We should get going, yoi. Were timed."
Red jumped off Marco and helped him up, hiding the blush on her face.
Me and Marco ran through the maze as fast as we could. Dodging pit falls, jumping over bear traps, running away from wild ducks. Don't judge, the ducks were freakin monsters!
The two of them stopped in at the end of the maze, panting from the lack of air in their lungs.
"Looks like Whitebeard Pirates are the first to come out! Now, roll the dice and let's get moving shall we!"
Marco and Red looked up and saw Thatch and Izo ahead of them on the track. They must've gone around the track while we were in the maze. Marco thought. The blonde gave Thatch the signal to kick the dice.
"Two!" The woman shouted
Marco and Red moved up to spaces and landed on a new color, black. Marco picked up the card, "you have now gone on a date with the woman you love. Now it's time to end the date with a… Kiss."
A WHAT!?
/-/
A what?! Oh well, i know... shishishi! do that Like, Comment, Thing or whatever!