A few days had passed since the pool incident… which he did get her back for. He soaked her bed sheets in paint and made her sleep on the floor. As you can imagine, she wasn't very impressed, but none the less, she shrugged it off with a 'fairs fair'. He spent the last few days surrounded by bimbo's in bikini's lounging around by the poolside. Today was no different. Yesterday there were 6 women and now there are 7.
"What the hell? Does he grow these women on tree's or something?" She glared at him out the window of the top floor. "Damned pervert."
As she stormed off down the hall, she found herself wondering, 'What in the world am I thinking? Why should I care if he's surrounded by ridiculously attractive women with big boobs who faun all over him? It's not my business.' She came to a halt and started kicking at the carpet. 'Geez, don't tell me I'm jealous.' She screwed her nose up and slapped her face a couple of times, trying to bring herself back to reality. She found her way to the palace entrance and snuck out without the guards noticing. She spent the next three or four hours wandering the streets, even though she wasn't really paying any attention to where she was going.
'I've had a ridiculously fun time whilst I've been here… accept for the other night that is… but I guess I brought that on myself. He seems to have returned to his ways, the way they were before I fell into his court yard. I think it's about time for me to leave. Seems like I'm not his favourite toy anymore. Well that was to be expected." She started kicking at the ground again blowing the dust up around her feet.
Suddenly she realised what she was doing, "What the hell am I thinking? As if I should care about whether I'm still a popular toy or not. Dammit, I'm turning into one of those bimbo's." She slapped he face a few more times and headed back towards the centre of town. It wasn't too late, so the shops were still open. She wandered into a navigation store and bought herself a New World log pose and a splintery old row boat which she dragged to an abandoned shore of the island, ready to head off in a day or two. She passed through town on her way back to the palace. Ambling past a bar she overhead someone speaking, "Oi, I heard that Red Haired Shanks is only a few Islands away. Can you believe it, an emperor this close by?!"
She was planning on heading to Sabaody, but after hearing about Shanks, she decided to pay him a visit before heading back towards the Red Line.
"The man who inspired Luffy to become a pirate! I definitely have to meet this guy!"
She finally found her way back to the palace, a little exhausted after her long day of wandering around. From his bedroom window, Doflamingo followed her with his eyes through the garden until she disappeared into the mansion. He knew she was up to something but he just couldn't put his finger on it. He'd decided to keep his distance from her for a while. After what he did the other night, he wasn't sure if he'd be able to hold back anymore if he ran into her. He made himself unapproachable with all those airheaded women, hoping she would avoid him. That part seemed to work, but he still couldn't shake the urge to go and see her. But if he did go to her… What would he end up doing?