Sorry I haven't updated in a long, long time. Taking a major exam. Enjoy.

The furious sound of tapping echoed from inside the room, accompanied with the loud blasting of metal. Even with the numerous numbers of various cushions stuffed in different places around the room, the music still, perhaps, echoed into the surrounding corridor. Hawk and Charmer looked up from their refrigerator food raid, quite disturbed at the 'music' echoing from the room, which mostly included some man screaming and the almost continuous beating of drums. The seven kittens, drawn by the noise from the room, quickly made their way over to investigate the source of the noise.

But it all quickly came to a stop with the sad 'Game Over', a furious throwing of the controller, and a loud roar of anger. "UNFAIR! STUPID GAME!"

I grabbed the nearest cushion on the ground, and threw it at the polished white Wii. "Cheat!"

The sudden outburst of energy drained me, and I sunk into the nearest silk pillow, still muttering unhappily about how the game was out to get me. Luckily for me, my butler had a sixth sense for my bad moods. He came in almost immediately after the cheat of a game had 'game-overed' me, with my happy drink. Grabbing the drink, the kittens that trailed in and watched (in awe) as I gulped down the can of Coke within mere seconds. Beat that, Guinness!

Passing the now empty can back to Sebastian, I sighed in dismay, slumping dismayingly into the stack of cushions. "I'm bored. I hate this stupid game."

Sebastian shrugged. "I guess you can explore the attic."

My right eyebrow perked up. "Attic?"

To give a general layout of my house, it has, firstly, three stories. The first two are completely occupied by my several equipment. However, the third storey, the attic, was completely out-of-bounds to me since my parents' time. The attic was only accessible through a trapdoor in one of the rooms' ceilings, this room's ceiling, but I have never bothered much. My eyes swished upwards. I have always wondered what was in there that was such a big secret.

"You know, I am so conveniently leaving the house to stock up on our food supply, and," he sighed dramatically. "The mistress is so bored, it wouldn't hurt to explore the forbidden attic, and I wouldn't know a thing."

My second eyebrow joined the first in complete surprise. "You're letting me explore the attic?"

"Oh, no. It's forbidden. But you know, I am leaving now, and I will only be gone for half an hour, and I won't see a thing."

Ah ha. What a plan. I nodded, and dismissed Sebastian for his 'shopping trip'. I knew he probably wasn't going to leave, but instead, hang around some other part of the house, because he just went shopping yesterday. Oh well.

The moment he left the room and closed the door behind him, I turned to the current present kittens, rubbing my hands with glee. "Let's get going, shall we?"

A total lie. I spent the next fifteen minutes trying to stack all my pillows into a large enough stack (because I stupidly never though of using a chair)so that I could reach the ceiling. Then, I spent another ten minutes climbing the unsteady tower of cushions before I finally managed to enter the trapdoor. Once above, I collapsed onto the floor. Turning my head, I watched as the kittens easily leaped up from the ground, round the pillows, and into the attic as if they were running on flat ground.

"Idiotic bastards," I murmured.

Finally, sitting up, I took a good look at the dust around me. That was not figurative. All there was was dust. Nothing else.

"Really?" My eyebrows crept up in suspicion. My parents have been keeping me out of the attic because of dust?

"Something's wrong here…"

A sudden meow out of the blue nearly gave me a heart attack, but brought all the attention to a certain mirror hanging calmly on the other end of the attic. Staggering there, I peered in, only to find that… the mirror doesn't work. No matter how many times I waved my hand manically in front of it, no reflection ever appeared.

I grumbled at the now sheepish looking Charmer. "Waster of time. Got me hopeful because of a spoilt mirror…."

I took one more look at the obviously plastic mirror, before coming up with something atrociously evil. Giving a small whistle, I unsuspectingly waltzed up to Charmer, who had been standing in front of the 'mirror' and glancing at it curiously, before giving him a small shove with my foot. Expecting to see the poor kitten crash miserably into the solid surface as part of my revenge, it was no wonder that my jaw dropped when Charmer when straight through the mirror.

And from the ceiling opened a portal right in front of the mirror, and out dropped a very familiar looking naked man with a golden hook.

Being an immature 17 year old who have had close to no interaction with the opposite gender, I did the only natural thing. I screamed.

Crocodile's POV

Well, I thought that I did find something interesting. At least I thought so. It's the effort that counts, after all. Apparently, the girl didn't think so. Evil child of the devil decided that the best route would be revenge. What kind of girl is she?

As I flew towards the piece of plastic, I braced myself for impact, putting my two furry paws in front of me and hoping to any god out there that it would reduce the impact. Or this is going to hurt to Hades and back. But to my utter surprise, instead of bouncing off the surface, I went right through it. I had to say that the mirror was some sort of dimension twister. Inside, there were flashing lights, cut scenes whizzing past my very eyes, giving me a sneak peek before flying off into the never-ending darkness. Before I knew it, I myself flew into one of the still frames, like I was being controlled by the bastard flamingo's Devil Fruit ability, and found myself crashing down onto a wooden platform.

Then a scream nearly burst my eye drums, and pushing myself off the ground, and dusted myself off with my... Wait a minute.

My hand! My hook!

I'm human!

The screaming didn't stop.

I looked down, irritated. And then realised I was stark naked.

And she was female.

Opps.

Vii's POV

Luckily for me, the over 2m tall man recognised the situation I was in quickly enough, and wrapped himself in sand, before the sand dissipated, revealing the famous fur-trimmed coat (oh, believe me, I am upset) that had every One Piece fan's eyes bulging in recognition.

At least I did what I suppose was the right thing at that moment. I fainted.