"But we can help.", argued Olivia.
"It's too dangerous for you and Robin to go wondering around when you can't properly defend yourselves.", said Zoro.
"Yeah Liv, we need to put all our focus on finding Law, so just let us handle it.", said Nami, putting her hand on the girl's shoulder.
"Humph, fine. Mom and I will watch the ship while everyone is gone doing something useful.", huffed the teen.
"Well actually, Brook was gonna stay beh-"
"No, we are perfectly capable of watching Sunny by ourselves. Back me up Mom." Olivia looked to her mother, who had remained oddly quiet throughout the discussion, for support. "Tell him we don't need a babysitter."
"It does seem a tad excessive Zoro.", agreed the older woman.
"We need to make sure nothing happens to you while we're out finding this dang surgeon."
"And while I may not be in my body, I assure you no harm will come to myself or Olivia."
"But Robin...", tried the swordsman.
"Zoro, we're not helpless in these bodies, and regardless, I am perfectly capable of keeping Olivia safe."
"I know that, it's just..."
"Hey, I can help too. Mom's body may not be as disciplined as mine, but I can still wield Gedo." added the teen.
"Alright, but we're taking mini den-den mushis, so call if anything happens.", said Zoro.
"Of course.", agreed the raven-haired women simultaneously. Zoro came closer and pulled the two women into a hug. "I love you both." He gave both of them a quick kiss on the cheek before jumping off deck to join the rest of the search party.
"We'll be back super soon!", called Franky.
"Yeah, to switch your bodies back!", yelled Luffy.
"Idiot don't yell that for the whole island to hear.", shouted the pirates as they hit the poor captain.
Olivia and Robin stayed on deck to watch until their crew was out of sight. "So what now?", asked the teen.
"It appears we have a few hours to spend, what would you like to do?"
"Hmm. Wait I know, come on!", exclaimed Olivia, dragging Robin into the ship's interior.
A couple hours later
"What do think?", asked Robin as she turned in circles for daughter.
"I look really good in those jeans.", laughed the teen.
"This top would look cute on you as well." The older woman swiftly changed shirts to show Olivia the full effect.
"You're right. This was a genius idea, you never get the chance to see your outfits from this view."
"I suppose for most people that's true.", smirked Robin.
"Yeah, not all of us can conjure up hundreds of eyes Mom."
"Millions.", corrected Robin.
"Show off."
"Hehe, so would you like me to try on anything else?"
"Nope, I'm good. Is there anything you want me to do in your body?", asked the young teen as her mother changed back into her original clothes. When she had finished, Robin joined her daughter on the bed, snuggling up against her side and laying her head on her chest.
"Hmm, this is extremely comfortable. I see now why you and Zoro enjoy napping like this."
"Yeah, you make a nice pillow.", laughed Olivia. "And you make it easy to fall asleep."
"How so?", queried the older woman.
"You make me feel safe, like as long as I can hear your heartbeat and feel your arms around me nothing can hurt me. Because I have you there to protect me.", said Olivia, blushing. "And you know your warm and stuff.", finished the embarrassed teen.
Robin smiled at her daughter's confession, hugging her closer. "Close your eyes Olivia."
"Um, sure.", answered the girl obediently. She wasn't sure what her mother had in mind, but she trusted that it was important. Olivia waited until she felt two lips press against her forehead as a hand gently stroked her hair. This feels just like normal. Olivia opened her eyes to see her own face smiling down at her, "Mom, I" She stopped when her body's finger pressed against her lips.
"I know.", said the older historian.
"Hey Robin, Liv, we're back!",called the familiar voice of the Straw Hat navigator.
"Let's go see if their search was successful, shall we?"
"'Kay.", replied the swordsman, taking hold of Robin's proffered hand. Olivia trailed after her mother as they exited her bedroom, keeping a tight hold on the other woman's hand. I love you Mom.