(I do not own any of the characters from the anime, all characters belong to Eiichiro Oda.)
( Your Thoughts)
Y/N 13 years old (8 years ago.)
You were a drift at sea 4 years ago after your family's ship was burned down. Pekoms found you as you were about to give up and drown. Peckoms rescued you from your disaster, He asked Big Mom if you could stay here for a while. Sadly you were told that you could only stay if you made her sweets, so you did. After a few months, Big Mom grew to love your sweets and told you that you couldn't ever leave until you made her a pastry so good she let you leave her home, and if you were to run... You'd be killed on sight.
"Y/N! WERE THE HELL ARE MY DOUGHNUTS?!" Big Mom yelled from her room. You hastily opened the door and walked inside, head held low. "T-There in the fryer right now mama." You answered in a squeak. "I see... Just be sure to bring them to me." Big Mom demanded. "Y-Yes mama..." You quickly scurried away to your room in the hope that you would hear her call your name and tell you that you could finally leave. (Why is it that no matter how hard I try I always fail... Why can't I just make the dam pastry perfectly...). You thought to yourself as you flipped through your recipe book. DING-!. "Oh, the doughnuts are done..." You get up and walk into the kitchen. Grabbing a plate you carefully place the doughnuts on it then ice them in a bright pink frosting. "Mama? Your doughnuts are done." You call out to Big Mom, but sadly you get no answer so you leave them on her coffee table.
Days go by, Months pass, then eventually years. Each day working as Big Moms pastry slave up until one day, you had enough.
(Y/n) Age 21, Present day)
You stormed out of your room and into Big Mom's in anger, your heart pounding from the adrenaline. "Mama! I have had enough! No pastry I make will ever satisfy your taste because you have tried at least every sweet in the world at this point! I am done! I am leaving! LET ME LIVE MY LIFE!" You yelled up to Big Mom. "Oh really? Let you live your life? Tell me Y/N What life do you have outside of my home? Is this how you treated me after I took you in when your parents died in that shipwreck? If you didn't know how to bake I would have eaten you right then and there but I kept you, fed you, clothed you, and kept a roof over your head. Don't think that you can just come up here and tell me that you can leave. You have to prove to me by making a pastry so go-" You cut Big Mom off. "Prove what? That I can bake? I already proved that I didn't need to anyway! I just want to leave!" Big Mom narrows her eyes in disgust. "You. are. not. leaving. Now go and bake the dam cakes for Pudding's wedding tomorrow. Also, remember the rule before the wedding, you are not to speak to the fiance of Pudding whatsoever." Big mom declared in rage as she opened a book and began to read. "Y-Yes mama..." You say in defeat as you leave the room and walk into the kitchen to prepare to bake the cakes.
You begin to pour the ingredients into a bowl, then as you start to whisk tears fall off your cheeks into the batter. Your grip on the whisk and bowl tightens as you remember the failed attempts to gain your freedom. Once more stricken with failure you lean your back against the kitchen island after putting the cakes into the huge oven. "if only I could escape from here, it's like an endless nightmare..." You said softly to yourself. "I hope one day I could have my own family... a kid or two... a loving husband..." You trail off and space out until the timer dings. The cakes are done, you put them into the fridge after frosting them in white and pink iceing.
As you walk into your room to rest, you open your window. Laying down on your bed after changing you dream of a family and children of your own. Slowly you drift off into a deep slumber.