Nami ruffled through her closet of colourful clothes, wondering where to place them while she cleaned her closet. A knock on the door was heard, and the Straw Hat's archaeologist entered the room.

"Robin," Nami called as her raven-colour-haired friend walked in, "Let's clean the closet together." Robin nodded a yes, and began removing her clothing from her closet.

A few minutes had passed, and Robin's closet was almost cleared with help from her Devil Fruit abilities.

"Hey, Robin," Nami said from beside her, "Isn't this the hat you wore during our trip to Skypiea?" The said woman nodded, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

Flashbacks of one specific day from her past recoiled itself around her, and before she knew it, she spaced out into her sweet painful memories again.

- FLASHBACK-

"Nico Robin," a deep voice said.

"Yes?'

The man did not reply immediately, as if not knowing how to continue what he had started. "Nothing," he said after a while.

When Robin, known as Miss All Sunday during her time in Baroque Works, returned to her desk, she found a box wrapped in purple wrapping paper sitting on it. The box was normal in size, perfect for those who intend to [resent golden hooks as a gift to their partner. A note hung loosely on a piece of string tied to the box.

Robin flipped the note over, seeing the words 'Happy Birthday' written in bold, letters made her smile. The note, although made her quite the schoolgirl, did not tell her who the gift was from.

Of course, as vice president and highest ranking officer, not to mention the only one who has the ability to decipher the Poneglyphs, she knew.

She knew who the gift was from. She recognized that handwriting – slightly cursive and always in bold black ink.

Robin removed the lid, only to find a white cowboy hat with yellow decos around it. Lifting the hat out of the box, she caught herself being fond of her birthday present. But being one who has never received any gifts since four, she supposed it was only normal for her to do the following actions.

She took a deep breath, and let out the widest grin she had never had since that fateful day back at Ohara.

The next day, after she left a note to thank her boss, she adjusted the white cowboy hat on her head.

Just another day at work, she smiled to herself.