Remastered: Draco's Crew
Drifting Tides Arc: Liquor and Violence
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Draco slowly sets up from the table and lets out a yawn, then glances around, finding himself in the bar.
"Look who finally woke up." said a voice, making Draco groan to himself and glance at the side of him, finding Marcus sitting next him.
"You spend your break your way and I spend it mine." Draco said as he shut his eyes and popped his neck, "So what brings you in The Drunken Koi?"
"Just wondering why you haven't been fired yet." he answered only for the dark-haired man to roll his eyes and before he could say anything, a stream cup of coffee was put in front of him.
"Fire him? Why would I fire him?" said Mr. Pygsti as the two looked up at his grinning face, making the fishman a little uneasy, "He's great for business."
"I tried to be." he said as he picked up the cup and took a gulp of it, only for disappointment on his face.
"I say you're far from then tired." the bar owner said as he took a sip of his drink, "I mean you have such a good work ethic, always willing to solve problems, and help out in the kitchen."
"This isn't anything new to me." Draco replies as he shrugs as he shut his eyes and puts down the cup, "I used to work for two bars, way before I appeared on this island."
"Then why didn't they start with the bars?" Marcus said as he stared at him, only to get a shrug.
"I just wanted to try something new." he answered as he opened his left eye with a small grin forming, "Plus, I thought no one can handle my spices, since how my first job went."
"At least you know there are some people willing to try your heat."
"True, but they never seem to want more than one oni wing, before calling it quits." Draco said with a chuckle as he glanced around the bar.
"Oni wing?" Marcus asks as he raises his brow only for the bar owner to pull out a menu and turn it, showing a picture of a plate of blackened chicken wings, with a bowl of dark red sauce, which have "The Oni Challenge" in fiery red letters. "What is this challenge?" the fishman said as he stared at it and looked at Draco, who just got up from his chair.
"If you can eat all ten of those wings and Oni sauce, you get your picture on the wall and win a thousand beri." Draco answers as he grabs his cup and walks over to the bar, only to come back with a wet rag in hand, beginning to clean the tables.
"I can't believe I haven't thought of the idea first." Mr. Pygsti said as he finished his coffee, "I mean business is booming."
"It's just something I picked up from my first job." Draco said with a shrug as he started cleaning the next table, only to start muttering about Lux.
"So, where is that damn parrot?" the mako shark fishman asks Draco, who just smiles and points at Jack, looking depressed as he sits in a small cage, which is near the kitchen's doors.
"Whenever Jack acts up, he goes in there." Draco replies as with a grin.
"But won't he get out?" Marcus asks only to glance at the bar owner, who just pops his neck.
"If that bird thinks he could out think me or try to outrun me, I'll prove him wrong by putting him in the cage." Mr. Pygsti said with a smirk, then he turned around glaring at the cage, "And next time, I'll move it next to the fryer."
"Do I want to ask what happened?"
"Jack was just being Jack." Draco answers with a sigh as he moves to his chairs and wipes it down, "Plus, he decides to start a fight between two customers."
"Ah, that's a new one." Marcus said as he leaned back and looked at the bar owner, who finished his coffee, "So, did you have any problem with a certain Protector leader?"
"No." he answered as he handed the empty cup to Draco as he walked past the bar, "I made it perfectly clear that if he tries anything inside or outside, I'll make him wish he's facing my wife."
"Yeah, that would keep him away." Marcus said with a chuckle, only for the front door to slam open, making everyone in the bar look entering and a hush go through the bar as Mrs. Pygsti walks in, wearing her usual nightgown and slippers.
The moment she walks away from the doorway, was the moment over half of the clientele race out, while the rest just stares and begins to quiver in fear. She pulls out a cigarette and places it in her mouth, then looks at the rest as her hands to fists popping her joints, only to point at the door, at which the rest of the group, including Marcus, get the hell out, leaving herself, her husband, and Draco.
"What brings you here, my dear?" he asks as he pulls out a cheap lighter, lighting her cigarette, while she stares at him, as Draco calmly moves to the back, cleaning the tables.
She took a long drag on her cigarette and shut her eyes, only to blow smoke out and answer, "I want to know why your business is becoming so popular of late?"
"Would you believe it was my charm?" he asks with a sly grin, only to earn a smack against his right cheek.
"Charm, my ass!" Mrs. Pygsti said as she followed her husband as he moved back, til his back against the bar's counter, as he rubbed his cheek.
"I have charm." he replies with a grin as he stares at his wife, "If wasn't for my charm, we won't be married.", then he earns a smack to the other cheek.
"That wasn't charm, you fool." she said as punching him in the jaw, sending him over the counter and hitting the floor, "That was in the bottles."
"You know," he started to say as he slowly shaken rise up, "I didn't force you to drink it.", then a fist hit his forehead, causing him to fall back. He just lay there, groaning and opening his eyes, finding his wife above him, only to slam her elbow to him again and again, till she stopped, listening to his groans.
She then rises up and grabs a hold of a random bottle, only to glare down at him, only to toss it up in the air, planning to watch it hit her husband's forehead, only for a hand to grab the bottle.
"Please don't do that." Draco said as Mrs Pygsti turns around and glared at him, "Ririburyu is too good to smash. "
"You?"
"Also, too expensive to waste." he said as he looked at the bottle, and put it down, "I mean it cost more, then three years of my wages."
"WHAT?!" The landlady growls as she glares down at her husband, planning to kick him in the side, only to hear the cork pop off and pulls it on the bar, making her stare at Draco.
"Or it could just be water mixed with food dye." he said as pulls the bottle up and calmly wiped up the mess on the counter, "Like I suggested once I started working for him."
"You're the reason this place is becoming so popular?" she asks, only to get an answer with a simple nod, "I see...", then she begins to walk around the bar counter.
"Now if you don't mind, please leave." Draco said as he turned around and walked over to a dirty table, "I got some cleaning to do, since this place is-", then without warning a powerful strike against his right cheek, causing him to hit the floor.
"Moron!" Mrs. Pygsti said as she walked out the door and slammed it behind her.
A few minutes later, Mr. Pygsti slowly got up, bloody and beaten, and looked at Draco, who was lying on the cracked floor. He pulls out a brown bottle and cloth, only to pour the liquid on the cloth. "Draco?" he hissed in pain as he began to clean his wounds, "Are you alive?"
"Yes." he answered with a groan, but didn't move, "I've been through a lot worse."
"Good. Get up and clean yourself up" he said as he kept cleaning his wounds and glanced at the time, "We need to be ready for the night rush."
"Alright," he replied as he slowly got up and rubbed the right side of his face, "But give me a moment or two."
After a long night of serving drinks and food to the customers, as well as cleaning the bar top and bottom, he made his way back to Marcus' home, with Jack set on his shoulder.
"That was a long night." the parrot grumbles as he folds his wings over his chest.
"It would have been longer if you stayed in your cage." Draco said as he kept moving and grinning at the fact that he was close to getting his first paycheck.
"It's not my cage!"
"Could of fool me, since you spend most of your time in it." he said with a chuckle as they turned into a dark alley.
"Why are you going this way?" Jack asks as the two move down the alley and turn to another alley.
"It's a shortcut to Marcus' house." he answered as he kept moving as he slid his hands through his pockets.
"You mean a long cut." the parrot groans, only for the dark hair man stares at him, who just stares back.
"You got something to say, feather butt?"
"Yeah, lizard lips." Jack replies only to points in front of them, "Knife."
Knife? He thought as he looked at what he was pointing at and blink, finding an unshaven man, wearing ragging clothes, holding a small curved blade at him, "Oh, knife."
"Give me all your beris, man!" he threatens, only for Draco to blink and pulls out his hands from his pocket.
"What are you doing?" Draco as he studies the man's hold of the blade, the way he holds his body, and his legs.
"I'm mugging you."
"With that stance?"
"W-what are you talking about?" the mugger said only to wave the knife at him, "Just give me your money!"
"With a poor stance," Draco answers as he shut his eyes, "you are unbalanced and you can be easily knocked over.", then without loosing a beat, he swiftly palm strikes the man in the chest, causing him to fall and loosen his grip on his blade, only for Draco to catch and spin it in his free hand.
To the surprise of the mugger, Draco held out his hand to him, which he took and got up, only to hand the knife back. "With a solid stance," he begins as he shows the mugger the horse stance, "you are a much more serious threat." The mugger follows suit with the stance, which Draco moves toward him and adjusts his head and makes legs a bit wider and knees bent.
"Much better." he said as he stepped back and the mugger seemed to calm down, "But to tell you the truth, you don't look like the criminal type."
"I know." he replied as he looked down and sighs, "I'm just confused.", the look on the man, who just placed a hand on his left shoulder.
"Would you like to talk about it?"
"I guess so."
A few minutes of walking and talking, only to stop at a nearby noodle stand and the two order.
"So, you see my problem."
"Yes, I do, Ohcyt." Draco answers as he grabs a hold of a pair of chopsticks and a couple of napkins, "And I have two suggestions to fix this."
"Oh?" he said in surprise, two bowls of ramen were placed in front of them, "Then I'm all ears."
"Good, but before I give you suggestions," he begins as he snaps his chopsticks, spins them in between his fingers, only looking at his soup, "You need to find a job."
"Finding the job is the easy part." Ohcty said in between bites, "Keeping it the problem."
"Been there and done that." he said with a chuckle, then sighs lightly, "I do have some thoughts where you can find work."
"That's good to hear." the wannabe mugger said as he watched Draco finish his noodles and gulp down the soup, "Was that where you're suggesting?"
"No!" Draco answers as he puts down the bowl and looks at the man with a serious look, "My suggestions are toward your lady friend."
"About what?"
"She is the cause of that's stupid stunt."
"Well, I mean..."
"She is the one who demands you to get more money."
"...True..."
"Because she was the one that got you fired."
"...but he was the one who hit on her..."
"And she was the one who spent all your savings."
"...I'm beginning to see your point..." Ohcyt said as he stared at the stream of broth and sighs, "Are you suggesting breaking up with her?"
"Well, that one suggestion.", Draco said as he put down the chopstick on top of the bowl, "Another suggestion is to ask her to get a job."
"She's not going to like that."
"I doubt she would." he mutters under his breath as he takes out his wallet and pays for the meals, "The final suggestion is to tell her that it's hard to find new work."
"I see..."
"Look, I'm not saying what you should or shouldn't do." Draco said as return his wallet to his back pocket and looked at him, "It's your life. You should have the right to choose your way."
"...I see..." he said as he looked up at him, "So, about those job suggestions?"
"Ah, yes." Draco leaned back and closed his eyes, only to ask, "What do you think of the idea of chocolate covered peppers?"
"Horrible idea." he answered truthfully, making Draco sigh in annoyance.
"Well, I may have the right place for you."
After an hour or so of talking, the three took their leave. A few minutes later, Draco and Jack reach Marcus' place, and they walk inside.
"You took your time getting back." Marcus said from the living room as the dark hair human took off his shoes and placed them by the door.
"You would to if you were hit by a crazy lady, that has an iron fist." he answer out loud as he enter the room, glaring at the fishman, who was reading the newspaper, while setting in his favorite chair, "Speaking of which, where did you run off to once said crazy lady went on a rampage?"
"I know when the getting was good." Marcus answers as he turns the page of his paper.
"...Coward..." Draco mutters as he walks past the fishman. who let out a low growl.
"More like chicken." Jack said as the bird faced the sharkman, who peaks over the paper, glaring at him, "That's right! A chicken of the sea!"
"That tears it!" Marcus growls as he jumps up from his seat while rolling up his newspaper and rushing at Jack, planning to smack the loud mouth bird, which would have hit him, but the parrot flew out of the way, hitting Draco's head.
Draco just sighs and turns to watch the fishman chase after the bird, only to mutter, "I'm too tired for this shit.", then he just turns around and heads to bed.
The moment Draco head touches the pillow and shuts his eyes, only to open them, finding Coyote sitting there in a fold chair, wearing a bluish gray jumpsuit, putting an old pistol back together.
"So, you woke up." he said as he glanced up at the chained man, only to return to his gun, "Even though he took several doses of Kashotto."
"...It takes a lot more than drugs to keep me down…" Draco said with a yawn and popped his neck, "So, I take it the jumpsuit wearing crowd is on a break?"
"Yup." he answered as he held up the barrel of the firearm, giving it a look from the light, before putting it down and stares at the prison, "So, what bring you out here, Draco?"
"I could ask you the same thing, Shiba." Draco said as he shut his eyes and smirks, "Or do you prefer Coyote?"
"It's a codename." he said as he began to put together his gun, "We all have them."
"I thought they would give you a number in this organization." he said, making Coyote drop his screwdriver, with the shock on his face, "But that's not important right now."
"What is?"
"Why are you so far from home?"
"Easy question, Draco." he said as he returned to work on his firearm, "I'm only here for one reason."
Something is wrong with Omashu. Draco thought as he opened his eyes, I didn't want to use this card, but I have no choice in the matter. He took a deep breath and said in a calm tone, "Article 47."
"What?"
"Look up article 47 of the Non-Touch…." he stops as he feels several sharp pain in the chest, making him look at his chest, finding five darts, "...Oh come on…", then he shuts his eyes as he goes limp.
"You're welcome." Muro said as he walked back to the two, holding his smoking pistol, after he flicked his cigarette.
"For what?" Coyote asks as stares at the cap wearing man, who just blows the smoke off his gun.
"For saving your life." he answers as he begins to spin his gun on his trigger finger, only for it to fall off and hit the floor. This causes the pistol to misfire, sending a dart at the wall, which causes it to ricochet to the ceiling, only for the dart to fall and stab Muro in the shoulder.
"What am I supposed to learn from that?" Coyote asks as he watches a jumpsuit wearing man fall to the floor, out cold. He then looked at Draco, who was fast asleep and thought to himself, I think I should look up article 47. then he returns to putting together his pistol.
~returns to the dreamy past~
"Man, I can't wait for my day off." Draco said with a yawn after opening and entering his home for the last couple weeks, kicked off his sandals, then moved through the living room and follows his nose to the kitchen.
"And I can't wait for your first paycheck." Marcus said as he sat at the table, eating a burger from a local burger joint and tossing him a wrapped burger.
"No Lilly's cooking?" he asks as he catches his dinner and takes a seat at the table.
"No." the fishman answered as he took a bite out of the burger, "She said something about a girl night with Izzy and some of her friends."
"Good for her." Draco said as he unwrapped the burger and glanced at it, then took a bite out of it. "Do you have any peppers?" he asked, only to be glared at by the fishman, "What?"
"I'm not sure if you stupid or insane."
"I'm neither." he answered as he took another bite of the burger and looked at Marcus with a cocky smirk, "I'm just not a wuss."
Before the shark fishman could retort, the front door slammed open, making the two jump up and find a blue tang fishman, leaning forward, panting heavily.
"What's going on, Colin?" Draco asks as he quickly moves toward the young man, only for his eyes to narrow, noticing the bruises and cuts over his body.
"I found you, stinky fish." said a chubby man running in with a dagger, only for him to fall to the side thanks to a well placed punch to the jaw.
"What's the hell going on?" Marcus asks, after he shuts the door, then watches Draco as he checks on his former pupil.
"I'm not sure." Draco answers as he sets up and stares down at the man, who was shaking in fear, after noticing who he is, "Maybe a raid?"
"That's a big maybe."
"No!" Colin said as he seemed to calm down and look up at the two, "He's right!"
"That's very strange." Marcus said as he glanced at Draco, who stomped on the invater's hand, forcing him to let go of his dagger, "Mind explaining why you're here?"
"To get sensei." he answers as he looks at Draco, who just calmly kicks the dagger away.
"Don't call me that." he said as he turned around, facing the fishman, after stomping down on the man's hand again, "So, what do you need?"
"Fiona told me to find you."
"Why?" Draco asks as Marcus decides to walk away from three.
"We need help." Colin said as he stood up straight, facing Draco, who just let out a light sigh.
"Then you should have gone after Blade or Longtooth."
"I would, but I couldn't sir." Colin answers as he looks at the floor, "Because of orders."
"What kind of orders?" Marcus said as he came back wearing a worn duster coat and a long rope in his hand.
"Overbite told us that Longtooth gives orders."
"Overbite told you this?" Draco said as narrow his eyes, only to get a simple nod as answer, while stepping off the invader.
"I swear I can feel your rage, Draco." Marcus said as he tied up the invader.
"Because I feel like kicking a guppy's ass." Draco growls as he glances over his shoulder, then at Colin, "Alright! I'll help you out."
"Really?"
"Yes, but first we're going to go straight to either Blade or that ass and tell them what's going on and who we're dealing with."
"Well, you're doing this without me." Marcus said as he tightened the rope around the man.
"How come?"
"Lilly and Izzy is out there." he answer as face Draco and give him the rope with a worried look on his face, "I screwed up once in my life and I'm not planning to do that again."
"Well, I won't stand in the way of a man and his girl." the dark-haired man said as he gave a nod and said out loud, "Jack!"
"What?" the parrot said as he flew over and landed on Draco's shoulder.
"I need you to come with us."
"I know what you want me to do." the parrot said as he crossed his wings over his chest, "And I refuse."
"Not even for me?"
"You're not worth losing my tail feathers." he said as he turned around with his beak up in the air.
"You're such a pain."
"Well, I'm not a freakin' pigeon."
I totally forgot who I'm dealing with. Draco thought as he sighs and said out loud, "If not for me, then do it for all the ladies."
"The ladies…" Jack said as he thought about and began to snicker, only to turn around, "Well, since you put it that way, I'm in."
"You're such a prevy bird." Draco said with the other two nods in agreement, "Anything else we need to talk about before we go?"
"Yeah." Marcus said as he reached into his coat, "You might need this.", then pulled out and handed Draco a black bokken.
"Well, I prefer a real sword." Draco said as he gave it a couple of swings as everyone walked out, "But this will do perfectly."
"You're welcome." Marcus said as he locked the door behind them and took off without saying a word.
Draco pulls on the rope, forcing their capture to follow them as they head down the road, as the sound of gunfire, explosions, and the sword clashing begin to spread out over the island.
"Well, that seems familiar." Jack said as he took off in the air, though stay close to the group.
"True." Draco said as he kept moving, "Colin?"
"Yes?"
"Stay close, watch your surroundings, and when I give you the rope, make sure he doesn't run away." Draco said as his eyes narrowed as he spotted five pirates surrounding a fishwoman and her children, holding chains and weapons, "Starting now!"
The moment Colin was given the prisoner was the moment Draco dash over and pass the pirates, sending one of the pirates into the others, knocking them to the ground, while a dark-haired man stares at them only to took a deep breath and said, "If you were smart, you will surround."
"Tsk…Like hell we will!" he said one of them as he and the other rose from the pile, holding out a short sword, "We outnumber you!"
"Yeah!" said another one as he began to spin the chain over his head, "We can take you!"
"Plus, that's not even a real sword!" said another one as he got up with the help of leaning against his glaive, "He should be easy to take down."
"Right…" Draco said as he bent his knees, while holding the bokken in his left hand and had his right over its tip, "I forgot you lot are a bunch of idiots." This remark causes the five pirates to grit their teeth and rush toward Draco, who just smirks to himself, "Ondori Moui!"
Terms:
Ririburyu(Lily Brew): A very costly alcohol that's made in the East Blue, till the home island mystery disappears. It is said that it tastes and smells of sweetness and pairs well with fish or chicken.
Horse stance: Also known, horse riding stance, which is a common posture in most martial arts and takes its name from the position when riding a horse.
And that's it for now.I would like to say that I'm sorry it took me so long to post this chapter. Sadly, writer block sucks, lost several of my notes because of new computer, and then add depression, as well as work is being a pain.
With that said, I'm back and I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and I can't wait to write the next one. So, please stay tune as the chapter will be up as soon as I can.
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