Ugh, I forgot about that part.

Luffy getting kind-of kidnapped by a bird, only for him to be taken prisoner by none other than Buggy the Clown in Orange Town – that part. Honestly, Brynlee's memories from Before regarding Buggy were… limited, to say the least, but some things came back to her as they first confronted the pirate in order to free their dumbass Captain: his Devil Fruit, his affinity for gigantic cannon balls, his awful nose, and his—

"Wait. Aren't you supposed to have blue hair?"

Brynlee was 99% sure Buggy was supposed to have blue hair but, for a reason she couldn't fathom, the man currently standing before them had dark purple hair. It really clashed with what she remembered, a phantom image of what he was supposed to look like momentarily blurring with his current appearance.

"Aah? What are you on about, girl?"

"I mean, you should really consider it. I think blue hair would suit you much better. It'd definitely make your nose pop, you know?"

That was the wrong thing to say, and she belatedly remembered that in addition to having an awful nose… he was terribly sensitive about it.

"KILL THEM ALL!"

"Bryn!" cried out Nami, more exasperated than anything else.

"Whoops?"

Nami had managed to free Luffy, but everyone had gotten split up in the midst of the chaos. Brynlee could hear fighting outside, cannonballs being fired, some buildings crumbling down… Well, her crewmates obviously had everything under control, so she decided to take it upon herself to raid Buggy's treasure while the pirate was otherwise occupied, looking for the one thing that could actually prove useful.

Now, where is that damn map to the Grand Line?

Greater than any jewel or gold was the map, which she'd just barely remembered. How else was Nami supposed to guide them safely up the Red Line? It was—

Her sharpened instincts made her move just in time to avoid sharp blades being thrown her way, but they still caught the edge of her cloak, ripping it right off her shoulders. She stumbled back, bracing herself for a fight, and tensed up upon finding none other than the Captain she was currently robbing. Though visibly angry, Buggy now also seemed… curious, if a bit delighted.

There was no hiding the mass of black, ruffled feathers peeking from her back.

"Well, well, well. Never thought I'd lay eyes on another Lunarian in my life, to be honest," he mused. "But the World Government sure is going to pay me a lot of money to have you, that's for certain—"

"A secret for a secret."

Buggy tilted his head. "What was that?"

"A secret for a secret," she repeated, meeting his gaze head-on. "You don't reveal my existence to the World Government… and I don't send their hounds chasing one of Gol D. Roger's remaining crewmates."

The horror dawning on his face was brief, but distinct, and he gritted his teeth. "Talk. Now. Or I'm calling the nearest marine base and your cover is blown."

Brynlee shrugged, trying her best to show off nonchalance. "I know you used to be a cabin boy on Gol D. Roger's crew. Of course, you weren't known for your involvement like Dark King Rayleigh or Doctor Crocus, but it doesn't change one simple fact: the World Government aims to erase any and all ties to the former Pirate King. If they killed hundreds of children, babies, and others not even born yet, what makes you think they'll spare any effort to erase you from history as well?"

"How could you possibly know this!?"

"The same way I know that Red-Haired Shanks also used to be a cabin boy, and that he's the reason you gained your Devil Fruit abilities." Buggy flinched, wide-eyed. "I know that you want that map to the Grand Line because you want to sell it to the highest buyer – not because you're planning on going yourself. Because you know what awaits on the Grand Line, and you'd rather stay as a strong fish in a small pond rather than provoke the sharks in the big bad ocean. And I know the future that awaits you, should you change your mind and stop acting like a fucking coward."

Buggy was seething, but he also hadn't struck her yet. It would seem that he truly was as superstitious as he'd been portrayed, if not more – and superstitious people knew not to anger a seer when they met one.

"A Devil Fruit ability?"

"Not exactly. But past, present, and future don't hold many secrets for me – at least when it comes to major elements defining important people," she explained, trying to stay as vague as possible, less he decided to put her abilities to the test.

"Then tell me this: what kind of future awaits me in the Grand Line?"

"Well, if you play your cards right, you will earn the title of Warlord."

Buggy scoffed. "There can only be seven Warlords of the Sea, and all the spots are already filled. Try and find something more convincing."

"Warlords are Warlords because they're strong – not invincible. A new era will soon take this world by storm once more. Two Warlords will fall before then, two more will switch allegiances, three will be wolves in sheep's clothing, and two more will then rise from the ashes of others' legacies. That is the future I see, and it cannot be changed."

Buggy took a step back, now pale and sweating. "A- a prophecy…?"

"It cannot be changed," she repeated, before hardening her gaze. "Unless, of course, you turn me in to the World Government. Then nothing will stop me from blowing your cover, and your end will come before you even step foot on the Grand Line again. That is also an immutable fact. Are you truly ready to gamble with your future, Captain Buggy?"

"… ah. Ah, ah, ah! Turn you in? Why, now I see that you're worth much more to me here than in the World Government's clutches!" he bellowed. "Not only a Lunarian, but a seer as well? Truly, my future is secured with you by my side. And if you refuse to help me, then I'll just keep your friends too! They are disposable if you get my drift."

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At that, Brynlee couldn't help but chuckle a bit. "Yeah, sure."

"Wait. Wait, wait, wait – why are you laughing like that? What's funny!?"

"It's just… if you'd bothered asking about your present rather than your future, you'd have learned that the road to becoming a Warlord is paved with incredible hardships… beginning with losing to my Captain."

"Wait, what?"

As if on cue, the door of the Captain's quarters burst in pieces as Luffy's fist punched right through, hitting Buggy, and sending his head fly clean off his body and through the wall. As the headless body began flailing about in panic, none other than Nami rushed inside, her eyes widening when she noticed Brynlee's torn cloak. She promptly grabbed the nearest cloth and threw it over her friend's shoulders.

To think I managed to time it perfectly with Luffy's entrance, mused internally Brynlee. I only saw him coming through the window, but I suppose it'll be enough to really make Buggy believe this whole 'seer' crap, at the very least.

"Are you okay, Bryn?" asked worriedly Nami, shooting a worried glance Luffy's way as their Captain battled with Buggy. "Does he know? Is that—"

"I'm fine, he didn't do anything. And we came to an… agreement, of sorts. He shouldn't go running his mouth to the World Government, even after we're gone."

"Well, if you're sure…"

"I am. Now, what say you we help our dear Captain finish this?"

I won't expand any further with the Buggy Mini-Arc, in case that wasn't obvious. Also, do note that I very much enjoyed the Netflix live adaptation and I will take a fair amount of inspiration from it for a few of the setups (like the Baratie or Arlon Park, for example).