Another Nakama Omakes
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece and its characters. I don't own the song 'I've Got a Dream' or the movie Tangled. No money is being made from this one-shot song fic/parody.
A/N: Here's an alternate take on the prison dream scene from my Ms. Goldenweek's Operation: Free Baroque Works series. This is a one-shot that was inspired by a PM from ro781727.
I've Got a Dream – Baroque Works Version
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After they freed Ms. Double Finger and Ms. Merry Christmas from their cell they rushed down the hall until they reached another cell. "JAILBREAK GENTS!" Bentham announced as he unlocked the door but then caught Ms. Double Finger and Ms. Merry Christmas off guard when he shoved them into the cell then hauled Ayako in and shut the door. KLANK!
"Why am I not surprised that he's wearing women's clothing?" asked a long limbed man with dark skin and shaved silver hair. He was the (former) invincible assassin Daz Bones. Mr. 1
A large bulky man with green hair and a long dog was next to him. Mr. 4
Ayako's eyes settled on the final man in the cell. He had gray skin, dark purple hair, a gold hook, and a scar going across his face that marred his handsome features: Sir Crocodile, Mr. 0. This was Ayako's first time meeting all the other Officer Agents.
FWUMP! "HOLD IT JUST UN SECOND!" Bentham called out as he tossed Mr. 3 into the middle of the room. "Ayako's calling the shots here." Everyone's attention was drawn to her. Bentham passed Ayako her paint pallet from under Hina's coat then nudged Ayako into the center of the cell, "This is your time to shine, sweat-heart."
"Ah!" Ayako squeaked. She took a deep breath to settle her nerves and found her courage. "Um… We all have two things in common. We're all Baroque Works Officer Agents. And we were all defeated by the Straw Hat Pirates. We underestimated the power of dreamers like them and that's why we all lost. Mr. 5, Ms. Valentine and I spent some time on the Straw Hats' ship and we decided that maybe the Straw Hats were right all along. We left the organization and were given a second chance. Now those two are happily living their dreams in Alabasta." She paused. "Mr. 2 and I decided to come and give you guys that same second chance."
Crocodile stood up and glared at her.
"Come on!" Ayako pleaded, "Haven't any of you ever had a dream?" Ayako dabbed her paintbrush in her pallet, swirled it around over her head and sent her latest symbol up onto the cell ceiling. Swish! "Colors Trap: Dream Rainbow!"
The illusion began and she was Ayako the Artist again. Bentham was back in his swan costume. Mr. 3 laid on the floor as the famous sculptor Galdino.
Crocodile blinked as he found himself in a fancy pirate captain's coat.
"Uh… beyond ruling the world as a scary Pirate King?" Ayako added.
The former Warlord's expression softened. "I had a dream… once..." he confessed.
Bentham pulled out a convenient accordion and began to play a jaunty tune.
Crocodile surprised everyone in the cell when he started to sing.
"I'm malicious, mean and scary
My sneer could curdle dairy
And violence-wise, my hands are not the cleanest
But despite my evil look
And my temper and my hook
I've always yearned to be a concert pianist!"
Crocodile's Pirate King outfit was replaced by a fancy suit as he sat down at a piano that had appeared out of nowhere thanks to Ayako's illusion. Crocodile joined in with Bentham's jaunty accordion tune as the began to masterfully play the piano with his five fingers and golden hook.
"Can't you see me on the stage performing Mozart?
Tickling the ivories till they gleam
Yes, I'd rather be called deadly
For my killer show tune medley
Thank you! Cause way down deep inside I've got a dream!"
The other Officer Agents were moved by both Crocodile's skilled piano-playing and his sudden confession and they started to bob up and down as they sang along with their leader.
"He's got a dream
He's got a dream!"
Crocodile turned and grinned at Ayako as she sat down next to him at the piano.
"See, I ain't as cruel and vicious as I seem
Though I do like breaking femurs
You can count me with the dreamers
Like everybody else I've got a dream!"
Crocodile continued to play the piano as Bentham ditched his accordion so he could jump into the middle of the cell and take center stage. The Okama began to dance as he used his Copy Copy Fruit Powers to cycle through gross and ugly faces.
"I've had scars and lumps and bruises
I appear however I chooses!
I've worn the faces of the world's most obscee-eene!"
Bentham stopped cycling through different faces and was himself again as he pushed himself up onto his toes and started to spin.
"I may dance on pointed toes
Sometimes I wear women's clothes
But I really wanna meet the Oka-ma Quee-een
Can't you see me training under Ivankov?
I'd be so happy I could scream
I've been some disgusting blighters
But we Okamas are lovers, not fighters
'Cause way down deep inside, I've got a dream!"
Bentham stopped spinning and threw his arms out wide.
"I've got a dream!"
"He's got a dream!" the other Officer Agents echoed.
"I've got a dream!"
"He's got a dream!"
Bentham started to dance again.
"And I know one day my Swan-dance will reign supreme!
Though my faces can leave people screaming
There's a man behind them, dreaming
Like everybody else I've got a dream!"
Ms. Double Finger wore glasses and a bandana and was dressed down as Paula the Proprietor of the Spider's Cafe.
"I want to retire and run my old café."
Ms. Merry Christmas stood up in her fancy white Princess gown and crowd.
"I wanna be a pretty Princess dressed to the nines!"
Ayako chimed in from her spot on a bench next to Crocodile.
"Jun's a guard and a mine
Mana's chocolates are divine!"
Mr. 4 wore a pizza delivery guy uniform as he looked fondly down at the dog next to him. Crocodile slowed down the tempo of his piano-playing to accommodate the big, slow man.
"Beeeiiing aaaa taaaank, iiiis Laaaassooooo's priiizeee"
Ms. Merry Christmas jabbed a finger at her large partner.
"That guy delivers pizza pies"
Mr. 1 glared at them as he sat against the wall with his arms folded across his chest as he wore a cape, tights, a utility belt and a mask. Crocodile leaned over from his piano and sang out.
"And Daaaz Boooneees waants to be aaa suuu-paaahh heeee-roooo!"
The music stopped as Mr. 3 finally managed to get himself untied and staggered up to his feet. Everyone turned to stare at the sculptor.
"What about you?" Crocodile glared at him.
"Oh, don't be preposterous," Mr. 3 scoffed. "I don't sing."
SHINK! He suddenly had four blades pointed at him courtesy of Daz Bones.
The sculptor broke out into a sloppy dance.
"I've got dreams like you, no really
Just much less, touchy-feely
They mainly happen when I'm rich and famous
My art that is my pride
Will be known far and wide
And I'll laugh at all those jealous faces!"
Crocodile's piano-playing screeched to a stop as everyone glared at Mr. 3.
"BOOO!" Ms. Merry Christmas yelled.
"THAT DIDN'T EVEN RHYME!" Ms. Double Finger complained.
"Buhh… but…" Mr. 3 protested.
"Your dream stinks!" Bentham snapped at him as he shoved the sculptor into the corner.
Crocodile looked down at the artist on the piano bench next to him, "Better save it, girl."
Ayako nodded as she climbed up on top of the piano then sang out.
"I've got a dream!"
"She's got a dream!" the Officer Agents quickly picked up the song again.
"I've got a dream!"
"She's got a dream!"
"I wanna paint a legendary scene
And though it hasn't even been an hour
I'm so glad we broke into this tower
Like all you lovely folks, I've got a dream!"
Ms. Double Finger, Mr. 4, Ms. Merry Christmas and Lassoo joined Bentham in the middle of the cell and began to dance along with him while Mr. 3 glared at them all in annoyance.
"She's got a dream
He's got a dream
They've got a dream
We've got a dream
So our differences ain't really that extreme!
We're one big team!"
Crocodile looked up from his piano and sang out. "Call us brutal"
Ms. Merry Christmas chimed in, "Sick!"
Ms. Double Finger quickly added. "Sadistic!"
Bentham did a spin and sang, "And hopelessly optimistic!"
Everyone sang together. "Cause way down deep inside we've got a dream!"
Crocodile stood up while Bentham helped Ayako down off of the piano so she could dance along with them. Ms. Double Finger even managed to pull Mr. 1 to his feet and he slowly swayed in the background as the others danced together in the middle of their cell and built up to their big finish.
"I've got a dream!" Crocodile sang.
"I've got a dream!" Mr. 4 and Ms. Merry Christmas sang.
"I've got a dream!" Ms. Double Finger sang.
"I've got a dream…" Mr. 1 mumbled.
"I've got a dream!" Bentham sang out.
"I've got a dream!" Ayako chimed in.
"Yes, way down deep inside, we've got a dreeeeeaaaaaam! YEAH!"
The music stopped. "Alright you guys," Crocodile resolved. "Get out of here."
"What about you?" Daz Bones asked.
"I'm staying," Crocodile stated. "Someone needs to take responsibility."
"Then I'm staying with you," Mr. 1 decided as he sat back down.
"THE REST OF YOU, LET'S GET OUTTA HERE!" Bentham called out as he unlocked the door and dashed out of the cell. Ms. Double Finger, Mr. 4, Lassoo and Ms. Merry Christmas followed behind him.
Mr. 3 tried to rush after them but Crocodile slipped his hook in the sculptor's collar and yanked him back against the wall. "Not you," he growled, "Your dream stinks." Crocodile turned to Ayako and smiled at her. "Go on, go and make your dream come true. But don't you dare tell anyone about all of us singing and dancing together."
Ayako nodded and darted out of the cell after the others.
A couple seconds later they heard her scream, "WAIT! NOOO! I DON'T LIKE FLYIIIINNGGG!"
Crocodile let out a low chuckle, "Kuahahaha, interesting partner you've got there, Mr. 3."
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Just to clarify, the original eight-part Ms. Goldenweek's Operation: Free Baroque Works actually happened in my story as a side-story and can be considered 'Another Nakama Canon'. This version is a silly Omake that I wrote for kicks that will hopefully amuse some of you.
'Till Next Time…
Peace!