What If It Were Real(Part 14)

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Kitty’s Corner

Congratulations to our new couple aboard the Kidd Pirate crew! They had just made it past the 27 hour mark. So they were celebrating this huge accomplishment with a ramen lunch. Unfortunately, while they were enjoying their first ‘real’ date, a very ignorant group of date-ruining, sassy pirates had to show up and ruin it. They were so upset, the two of them infiltrated their ship before it was close enough to board. As they crossed over to the other ship they grabbed each other’s hand to help brace eachother’s landing. And as they were getting up a few of those sassy pirates came strolling up, hips swinging, guns ready, and wounded poor Torri. Killer, in order to save his love, threw a dagger at that sassy pirate who shot Torri. And they continued on killing everyone, while holding hands as explosions happened on both sides of them gloriously. After they victoriously destroyed the other ship they indulged themselves in the rest of their lunch, by the light of the flaming pirate ship.
(Note: I think that was actually a very good first date for them, considering they actually talked for more than 12 seconds at a time.)


I walked out onto the deck and stretched, dishes were done until dinner came along. But I had time to myself. I was going to see if I could find Killer so we could hang out, but the faint sound of giggling from around the corner caught my attention.

I went towards it and found Mykhayla sitting against the wall reading something in the news paper and laughing at it.

“Dare I ask?”

“It’s nothing.” She laughed in a tone which I knew meant she was hiding something.

“Mykhayla.” I warned

“It’s just the comic section.” She told me, “There’s a new one about cats!”

“Wait there’s a comic section? Since when?”

“Always, it’s next to the crossword puzzle.” She told me and turned the page.

“Okay, clearly someone’s getting the paper before me and taking pieces out of it because I’ve never seen one in there.” I told her and slid down the wall to sit next to her.

“Pft. Totally not me, there’s also a sodoku puzzle next to the cross word, which I totally don’t claim as mine.” She said and tried to turn the page.

I took the paper out of her hands and took a good look at it myself. There were mediocre comics in there, but there was a crossword puzzle, which was partially finished, and a sudoku puzzle next to it.

I handed it back to her.

“Kale.”

“Kale’s so gross.” She whined.

“7 down.” I said.

“Oh!” She exclaimed, “Tanks!”

“4 across, without the s.”

“What? No!”

“What, 15 down.”

Seriously?”

“9 across.”

“I’m done with you.” She said and turned completely to the paper.

“Done, 1 down.” I said and got up.

“Frustrated sigh.” She said and gave me such a dirty look.

“I’m messing with you.” I told her with a laugh.

“Thank God!” She said as I started to walk away, “No, but seriously, is done on here?”

“No, but murder is.”

“Really? Is it not 14 down?” She asked.

“8 down.” I said and stopped, “I’m having more fun with this than I did yesterday.”

“Right I see it.” She said with a smile, “Yesterday was pretty good though. I mean those explos- that lunch! It was great.”

“Thanks, I was experimenting with the fish to vegetable ratio in the broth.”

“That’s nice, I’m going back to my news paper.” She said and flipped the page.

I rolled my eyes and continued on to find my other blonde.


Mykhayla’s pov.

I smiled to myself behind my news paper. She didn’t see my column, this was going to be amazing.


Torri’s pov.

I stretched out against the railing as the sun started to get low. It had been a nice couple of days.

“So, a question for you.” Killer said, gaining my attention, “Or rather a request.”

I raised an eyebrow, telling him to continue.

“Can we please have Ramen again soon?” He asked, “It was so good the last time.”

I nodded, “I just feel bad that it was cold by the time we finished it.”

“Hey,” Killer called, trying not to make me feel bad, “It was one hell of a day, right.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”


 

What Actually Happened That Day

I was finishing up making the last bowls of ramen in the kitchen when Killer snuck in to join me for lunch. It was nice to not have to hid my feeling for him anymore, I didn’t have to pretend. In between hot mouthfuls of noodles we got in lots of laughs and a lot of conversation about the day’s events so far.

It was the usual: Kidd being all high and mighty about himself around the crew, Mykhayla being her usual bubbly self going around the deck and pestering the entire crew, especially Kidd. The rest of the crew was pretty quiet. The day was pretty uneventful until a little past 1 pm.

At that point a group of fairly well respected pirates came into view on the horizon from the crows nest. So, we all had to prepare for battle. That meant that Killer and I had to cut our lunch together short.

We were on the deck together ready to go, just waiting for the ship to come closer. They fired at up with cannons which the crew returned.

When they got close enough we boarded. It was a bloody battle and at the end of it I had recived a nice scar on my right shoulder from a stray bullet. We were just pulling out the rest of the loot and bringing on any pirates that pledged alegance to Kidd before burning the ship.

As I watched it go up in flames, Killer came up beside me. I looked up at him because I could feel he was about to say something.

“I guess we can finish lunch now, huh?”

 

 

Family Feud(Part 20)

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Makino placed a bandage on Kidd’s arm where Law had drawn blood moments before as the said raven haired man was drawing from my left arm.

“Well this is a turn around.” Yasopp said breaking the silence.

“How do you figure?” I asked putting the bandage on myself.

“I think we all remember Nessa, but I didn’t think their relationship was at that point.”

“You knew my mom?” Kidd asked, turning his attention to the blonde man.

“We all did.” Benn told him, “She was a good girl, she just came from the wrong side of town. We all thought she and Shanks had a brother sister relationship, rather than a romantic one. But you definitely look like her, Eustass, but you unfortunately got the butt end of your father’s genetics.”

Kidd just rolled his eyes and looked back at the floor.

“The results will be a couple of hours.” Law said as he labeled my tube and grabbed Kidd’s from the table, “We’ll know for sure after that.”

I nodded.

“Wait,” Lucky started as Law was about to leave, “Their only half siblings so how would the DNA test work.”

“All eggs that are fertilized contain the mother’s genes and 1 X chromosome, the sperm that fertilizes the egg either possesses an X or a Y chromosome along with the father’s genes. If I can match Kidd’s Y and one of Ceerie’s X chromosomes as a similar hereditary compound, it means they’re siblings. If I cannot, they aren’t. Simple as that.”

“Oh.” Was all Lucky said as Law left the room.

“Why would you wait all this time to come clean if you were Shank’s son?” Benn then accused.

Kidd didn’t look up and he didn’t say anything either.

“Say something.” Benn growled.

“If he doesn’t want to say his reasoning, he doesn’t have to.” I told Benn, forcing the man to back off, “He already took a huge risk coming here, so if he isn’t and we turn him away, the Sweet Family will more than likely kill him upon his return.”

“And if they don’t?” Killer questioned.

“He was sent here by the head to try to infiltraight our ranks, and if he isn’t killed by them we’ll have to kill him ourselv-”

“Do you not think I already know that!?” Kidd growled at me, his yellow eyes shot from the floor to my blue orbs, glaring harshly into them, “I know what you’re planning to do, Ceerie. I know you were the one who killed Kaido and Urouge, I know it was you who ordered the death of Oflux. I know you have just as much blood on your hands as I do. And I know things aren’t just going to settle down now, especially not now. I never had any loyalties to the Sweet Family, and I’m not about to give my life to those idiots while fighting a losing battle. I’ve witnessed first hand how persuasive and manipulative you can be. I didn’t think a war like this would occur until much later on, maybe not even in our lifetimes. But I know you have every trick you could possibly need to rule this town. Despite my distaste for you Ceerie, I have nothing but respect for you. Let me fight with you.”

I stared into his yellow eyes, he was determined.

Everyone else in the room was staring at him, wondering if I was going to give an order to kill him or not.

“Regardless of what that test says,” I started, “If you deal straight with me, you can stand beside me.”

His eyes went wide as he fully registered what I had just told him, the room was completely silent.

“You try to pull one over on me, however,” I added, “I will have you killed.”

Kidd nodded, “Thank you.” He said and bowed his head. That was the first time I had ever heard Kidd say something like that to anyone.


“Is there anything else you can tell us about the Sweet family?” Benn asked Kidd.

The red head was sitting in front of a microphone and recorder den-den.

“Not that I can recall at the moment.” Kidd said closing his eyes, “If there is I will tell you.”

Benn nodded and turned off the recorder.

We had just spent the past few hours interrogating Kidd. He was answering to the best of his abilities. Being the second in command he knew a lot, yet Big Mama didn’t trust him for shit and, there for, didn’t share a whole lot of the nitty gritty.

A few moments later the door opened and Law strolled in with several papers in his hands. He walked over to me and dropped them on the table before me.

“congratulations, Ceerie.” Law said with a slight smirk, “You have a brother.”

I skimmed through the papers, several chromosomes matched. I nodded as I placed them down again. I knotted my fingers together as I placed my elbows on the table and looked right at Kidd.

“You aren’t going back,” I told him, “You will be killed. You’ll stay here, with me. Lucky will eventually find you a position in the muscle division. That will not occur until after the Sweet and Black Families are taken care of. Until then you will advise me.”

Kidd nodded, “Just promise me one thing.”

I lowered my hands onto the table, encouraging him to continue.

“Don’t hurt Bonney.” He said, “I know you two haven’t had the best history, but she’s been going through hell no one deserves from Blackbeard and Big Mama. And nothing’s gotten better for her since she’s gotten pregnant either. If it can be avoided, I know she wants out too, but we haven’t exactly been able to speak openly about.”

I nodded, “If she’s willing to leave her title peacefully, I will assure you she will be safe. If not, I can’t promise anything.”

Kidd nodded, “I understand.”


“Benn told me I could find you in here.” Law said from behind me as he came into the archives.

“What do you need?” I asked looking through the books again.

“As your second in command I think it’s my duty to tell you that people have begun asking questions as to why you aren’t sending out invitations to your engagement party or at the very least am looking for a partner openly.” He said as he approached me on the ladder.

“You know exactly why, Trafalgar.” I told him not looking down from my search.

“I know why, and you know why.” He told me as he leaned against the bookshelf and stared up at me, “But they don’t.”

“For those who are that curious, tell them to fuck off. My relationship status is non of their concern.” I ordered, “And if that doesn’t satisfy their curiosity, tell them it’s because I don’t want a nosy partner.”

“Will do, boss.” He told me, “Now tell me the truth, who are you going to take as your husband?”

“Why do you wanna know?” I questioned looking down at the raven haired man.

“Call it a hunch.” He smirked.

“Who do you think I’m going to take as my husband?” I countered looking back at the shelf.

“A certain blonde we both know rather well.” He mused.

“Naw,” I said with a shrug, “Hawkins really isn’t my type.”

“I wasn’t talking about Hawkins.” Law mused even more.

“Killer?” I then asked looking back down at him.

“Yeah.” He said, “And don’t try to deny it either.”

“I just wanna know how you know?” I told him climbing down the ladder some to be at eye level with him.

He smirked before replying, “You two haven’t acted the same since the party. It’s easy to see after knowing you two for so long.”

“I know you can keep secret, so you mind keeping that under wraps? We can’t have anyone knowing what strings to pull.”

“You gonna marry him when the time comes?” He asked, nothing but sincerity in his eyes and voice.

I nodded, “Once I’m done with Big Mama and Blackbeard, then this city will be free to do as it pleases. Even you can marry the girl you want, Law.”

Law nodded, “Secret’s safe with me.”

“Thank you.”

“So what are you doing in here anyway?” He asked, pushing off the shelf.

“I’m trying to look into the Riku blood line and history.” I told him.

“Who?” Law asked, looking at me like I was insane.

“The family ruled over Dressrosa before Doflamingo came to power. It said that the king went crazy and slaughtered many of his towns people. Doflamingo appeared and saved the city.”

“So what’s the problem?”

“I remember Daddy saying that The Riku family were kind and fair. It doesn’t make sense that he would do that.” I told him, “And more importantly, Doflamingo isn’t a good person.”

“You don’t have to tell me about that.” He muttered.

“That reminds me.” I said more to myself than to Law, “You knew him before coming here and working under us, didn’t you?”

Law stiffened, but nodded curtly.

“What kind of history do you two have?” I asked.

Law’s grey eyes pierced the floor with hatred.

“That bad, huh?” I commented.

He nodded.

“Okay,” I said before letting out a light sigh, “You don’t gotta tell me. I get it cuts deep for you.” I began climbing up the ladder again.

“It isn’t like you too not push.” Law commented after a moment.

“We all have scars.” I told him looking over books, “The question is how much have they healed, and what additional medicine is needed. Nothing more, nothing less.”

“You were raped by, Oflux.” Law said after a few minutes of silence.

My hands gripped the ladder tightly at his name. My lips pressed into a thin line hearing the additional word.

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

“Raped, beaten, sodomized, tortured, humiliated, violated.” I blinked back tears trying not to remember it, I took a deep breath before glancing down at him, “Yeah.” I blinked again and again as I held back the tears and went back to looking for the records.

“I lost my biological family to an epidemic that erupted in my home town.” Law started softly, “I seemed to be immune. But the government wouldn’t accept it, they sought out to destroy every remaining infected thing. I only escaped by hiding in a cart of dead bodies that were being wheeled out to be burned. I went to Doflamingo’s family in search of vengeance against the government. Met this guy that became a father, or older brother figure. Doflamingo killed him in cold blood after he found out I sold information to the government that could get him killed. My brother held him off as I fled.” Law paused, gathering strength. These memories hurt him as much as mine did, “That’s when Benn found me.”

I nodded, “You’ve been through hell.”

“You’ve been through all nine circles.” He countered.

I shook my head, “Not quite.” I looked down at him, “Your secret’s safe with me.”

Law nodded, “As is yours.”

 

Family Feud(Part 18)

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I stood in the pouring rain watching the waves roughly lap up against the shore. I stood a few feet away from it, just watching.

“What are you doing out here by yourself!?”

I looked behind me using my peripherals, it was Killer.

“Thinking.” I said shortly.

“Ceerie.” He started as he advanced towards me, “You’re exposed right now. And after the stunt we pulled, others are looking for your head. Why are you making it easy on them?”

“I’m not.” I said keeping my stare on the water, “I just needed some time to think, okay.”

“And you couldn’t do that in your room or something?” He asked placing a hand on my shoulder and turning me to face him.

I looked up at him, “The sea makes me feel at peace.” I told him, “It’s soothing, and it’s not stuffy like the mansion is. I can breathe out here. I feel like the ocean brings me strength when I need it the most, okay.”

“Are you doubting yourself?”

I looked down at the clumpy sand under my boots.

“I don’t know.” I answered, “I know exactly what’s going on, but I feel like everything is spinning out of control because of me. I want to do a good job with the family like my dad did, but I feel like I’m losing who I am in the process.”

Killer hooked a finger under my chin and forced me to look at him.

“You’ve always known what to do.” He told me softly, “And if nothing else I trust your instincts.”

“That’s another thing.” I admitted, “You haven’t spoken to me outside of orders since we, you know.”

Killer’s hand dropped, “I’m not sure how to approach it.”

“Was it a fling?” I asked him, “Was it a one time thing, or did you actually mean what you said when you told me you loved me? Cause I need to know this now.”

“I love you, Ceerie.” Killer told me, everything in his voice told me he was telling me the truth.

“I love you too, Killer.” I replied, “I’m glad to know you feel the same way, for sure.”

“Right now I think that’s a back burner kind of thing.” Killer told me.

I nodded, as much as I didn’t want to agree with it.

“There’s too much going on right now. As long as you’ll wait, I’ll hold out too.” I told him, wanting nothing more than to stare into his beautiful eyes.

“I’ll wait as long as I need to for you, Ceerie.” Killer answered, “But for right now, we need to get you inside. If something were to happen to you it would put all of our plans in jeopardy.”

I nodded and started walking back home. I wanted to reach out and grab Killer’s hand to hold in my own, but I knew it would not be socially acceptable now. We were going down the hill now, the house in site, I lost my footing because of the mud and slid as a white hot pain sprang from my right temple. I faintly heard the familiar sound of a gunshot ring out in the rainy air as my back hit the mud. Killer cried out.

I felt a sticky substance on my forehead slowly being washed away by the rain pounding down on me, along with a dull ache where the flaming pain once was. I knew what was going on. I had been shot.

“Ceerie!” Killer cried on his knees next to me.

“Pretend I’m dead.” I ordered lowly.

His hands went to my face to inspect it as he whispered.

“What the hell are you talking about!?”

“The person who shot me is likely still around to make sure I’m dead. Now do it!”

Killer didn’t hesitate after that.

“No!” He cried out after a second and looked around as if expecting to see someone there. He then quickly scooped me up bridal style, cradling my head against his chest as he ran full pelt to the house.

The second we got inside he slammed the door and yelled for Law.

“Trafalgar!” He yelled again.

“What-in the hell!?” Law said coming out of the office, Benn, Lucky, Yasopp and Hawkins not to far behind after that out burst.

“Long story.” I winced, still in Killer’s arms, “But I got shot, I think I need stitches.”

“Get her up to her room.” Law ordered Killer before turning to Benn and saying, “I need gloves, a sewing needle, dental floss, sterilizing alcohol, and if possible a hit of morphine otherwise general painkillers.”

Benn nodded and ran off to get Makino and the supplies. Killer rushed me up to my room and layed me on my bed before running into my bathroom to grab a face cloth to try to slow the bleeding. I took it from him and pressed it to my temple.

“Thanks.” I said to him.

“No problem.” He said sitting next to me, “How did you know to play dead?” He was nervous.

“I slipped in the mud.” I told him, “It was a fluke I lived. If I had gotten up after that, they wouldn’t have missed again. I thought you of all people would know that.”

He looked like he was about to say something but my door swung open and Law came barging in along with Makino and Benn.

“Outside.” I ordered Killer, “You’ll only be in Law’s way.”

Killer nodded and left.

“Morphine won’t be able to get here in time, Ceerie-ya.” Law shouted from my bathroom where he was scrubbing his hands.

“Then do it without painkillers.” I told him, “I can’t afford to be out now.”

“Alright,” Law said coming out of my bathroom and sliding on gloves, “But it’s going to hurt.”

“Remember who you’re talking to.” I growled at him.

Law just chuckled as he threaded the needle with the dental floss to give me stitches.


“Well, at least it wasn’t unprovoked.” I said putting the paper down as Law finished wrapping up my head.

“You’re missing the point, Ceerie.” Benn sighed at me.

“I’m on the top of everyone’s hit list.” I finished for him, “Believe me when I tell you that I know.”

“Alright.” Law said, standing up straight to signal he was finished, “Just take it easy for the next little bit.” He then handed me some aspirin and a glass of water.

I popped the aspirin in my mouth and downed the water after sitting up.

“Thanks.” I said placing the glass back on the bed side table.

“You have a high pain thresh hold.” He told me taking off his gloves, “I’m impressed.”

I rolled my eyes and took a couple deep breaths before standing up. I was only a little dizzy.

“What did I just say about taking it easy!” Law growled at me as he placed his hands on my shoulders and tried to force me to sit down.

“I have things I need to do right now, Law.” I told him, pushing off his hands, “I can’t just stay in bed all day because someone tried to assassinate me.

Law looked taken aback by what I had just told before he submitted, “Alright, but take it easy.”

“I will.” I assured him as I carefully stepped around him and made my way out of my room and down to the first floor and to the Archives. Work had to be done.

What If It Were Real?(Part 13)

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“Okay!” I groaned hearing the all too familiar voice of Mykhayla behind me. After what transpired the other day, I just wanted to be left alone.

“What?” I snarled at her.

“I have a couple more ideas I think you should hear.” She grinned at me.

I groaned again, wanting nothing more than to fall face first into the vast sea in front of me. I would prefer it to rejection again.

“Plan N. Night walk!”

“No.” I moaned.

“Plan O. Optimism.” She said, “You need it.”

I just growled at her.

“Plan P. Pick up lines.”

“Hell no.”

“Plan Q. Questions or request.” Mykhayla said, “You know, ask her.”

“No.”

“Plan R. Romantic picnic.”

I blew a raspberry at that idea.

“Plan S. Shark watching.” She smiled, “There is a 90-10 chance she’ll like you for it.”

“No.”

“Plan T. Training. Train with her.”

“Already do.”

“Plan U. You ask her.”

I growled again. This time more animalistic than before.

“Plan V. Wait for Valentines day and tell her.”

I sighed at that and got up from my seat on the railing, prepared to just walk away from this stupidity.

“Plan W. Walk with her.”

I was beginning to walk away now.

“Plan X. Excite her!” She called after me. I just kept walking.

“Plan Y. You confess!”

I was almost at the front of the cabin now, getting ready to turn the corner and go inside.

“Plan Z. What you think is best then.” She said, gaining my attention finally.

I paused and looked back at the blonde.

“Then I’m giving up.” I told her, “If after all that she still hasn’t gotten it. I don’t think it’s because she’s that dense, but because she doesn’t feel the same and just doesn’t want to hurt my feelings.”

And with that I turned the corner and entered the gallery before going down the stairs to my room.


“Come on, Killer.” Kidd moaned, bored out of his mind, “It’s one stupid girl. She’s not worth it.”

“Easy for you to say.” I countered the red head, “Anytime you’ve ever wanted anything you just went ahead and took it, not caring about what anyone else would think. I actually want her to return my feelings.”

Kidd just laughed at that.

“That girl has made you soft.” He grinned, “What ever happened to my first mate who’ll chop of a guy’s head and feed it to their imprisoned crew mates?”

“He’s still here captain.” I said in defeat, “But he’s heart broken.”

“Then,” Kidd said leaning towards me with an evil smirk on his face, “How about we do something to take your mind off of that.”

I just looked at him like he was an idiot.

“Let’s hunt down some marines.”

I sighed, but knew it would help.


“I didn’t know that.” I said looking up at Wire, “And you’re sure it’s in the next couple of days?”

He nodded down to me, “Killer’s birthday is February 2nd. He doesn’t like people knowing about it because he finds birthdays pointless. But I think at the very least it would be nice to make him his favorite meal.”

I nodded with a smile on my face.

“I just wish I could tell you what it is.” Wire apologised.

I shook my head, “I already know. Now all I have to do is get it done.”


“Mykhayla.” I called out to the blonde as I dished out pasta onto plates.

“Yes!” She called poking her head into the kitchen to see what I wanted.

“Can you please call everyone for dinner.”

“Kay!” She said and ran off to let everyone know.

I was just starting to pour the sauce over top as everyone hurried to the table, wondering what concoction I had made today. They had all smelled the aroma of my tomato sauce and were all but floating forward to find out what it was all day.

Mykhayla and I served the pasta to everyone at the table. I placed a plate in front of Killer and said:

“I hope you enjoy. And, happy birthday.”

Before going and eating my own.

“I want seconds!” Half the room called after about five minutes. I got up and started collecting plates to fill them up again.

“Coming right up guys.” I said as I passed Killer’s chair.

“I think I’m in love.” I heard as I was just passing the blonde.

Something made me stop and drop all the plates that I had in my hands.

“Captain?” I called.

“What?” He asked confused looking at the mess I made on the floor.

“May I be excused?”

“Uhh, sure?”

On that note I bolted out of the Gallery and down the stairs, down the halls and right into my and Mykhayla’s room, burying my head some pillows.


“Kidd! What did you do!?” I called to the red head sitting at the head of the table.

“I didn’t do anything!” He snarled at me, “The witch just up and dropped everything before wanting to leave!”

“Are you sure you didn’t say anything!?” I demanded, “Nothing about her hair? Her clothing choice? Her, something?”

“Yes, I’m sure.” He snarled back.

“Are you 100%, absolutely, certain!” I growled.

“Yes! Now go figure out what the hell’s wrong with her!” He ordered.

“That’s what I’m doing!” I yelled at him.


I stared up at the ceiling thinking about what I just did. I completely over reacted! He was referring to my tomato sauce. I think. It doesn’t matter. I just up and dropped all those plates for no reason, made myself look like an idiot in the process. But what he said. What Killer said, seemed to stick out at me.

He and I were pretty close, all things considered. And how he’s been acting the past little while. The random complements, the flowers, the necklace, and that stupid song. Why would he write me a song and title it ‘Rebel Love Song’?

I sighed. These were all things that a guy would do if he liked a girl, but there was no way in hell he liked me. I was sarcastic, and bad mouthed, and I didn’t like taking orders, and I’m not easiest person to get to know. Why the hell would he like me? What the hell would he see in me? Or am I just over thinking and over analyzing this completely?

I sighed and sat up. It wasn’t that I didn’t want Killer to like me. I mean he was really cool, and smart, and funny, and strong. He was never mean to me, he never raised his voice. He was kind, despite his outer pirate appearance. Not to mention, from what I’ve seen, he isn’t bad looking. I would even go as far as to say attractive.

“Torri, can I come in?” I heard Mykhayla whine from the other side of the door.

“It’s not locked.” I told her.

“Yay!” She said softly as she opened the door and strolled in, “Are you okay?”

“I don’t know.” I said honestly, “I’m all confused.”

“About what?” She asked and sat next to me on our bed, “I can tell you a thing or two about being confused.”

“Killer.” I said staring at the floor.

“What about Killer?” She asked.

I shrugged, “Just, Killer.”

“Is it something he said?”

“Kinda.” I said, “But also how he’s been acting the past little bit.”

“Like how?” She asked.

I shrugged again, “Just weird.”

“How weird?”

“Just weird okay! I don’t know.”

“So what was it that he said?”

“I’m not even sure he said it, okay. I might just be completely over reacting.”

“About what?”

“Nothing.”

“Are you sure?”

“I don’t know! We’ve kinda covered this!”

“If you tell me what it is I could probably tell you if he said it or not.” She encouraged.

I shook my head, “No, you’ll just be mad at him then.”

“Why would I be mad at him?”

“Because if he didn’t actually say what I thought.”

“I couldn’t get angry at Killer.” Mykhayla told me with a smile, “I was actually angry at Kidd when you took off like that.”

I sighed, “I thought I heard him say, ‘I think I’m in love’. But I’m not sure.”

“You are very correct.” Mykhayla to me.

“Okay, now did he mean the food or me? That’s what makes me confused.” I admitted.

“Could he maybe have meant both?” Mykhayla suggested.

I shrugged, “I don’t know. What would he even see in me?”

“Torri you are beautiful, smart and you can hold your own in a fight. On top of making a mean spaghetti. What more could he want?”

I rolled my eyes at her comment, I think she was just telling me this to make me feel better.

“Whatever.” I said.

“The only way to truly know is to ask him.” She told me.

I rolled my eyes again, “Yeah, and risk him thinking of me as any more a freak or weirdo? No thank you.”

“But the only way you can resolve your feelings is by knowing the truth.” She said.

“You know something I don’t know.” I accused.

“All I know is what you both said, but it’s up to you guys to figure it out.”

I rolled my eyes and turned my glare to the wall. Now she wants to be secretive and selective with what she has to say, great.


I took a deep breath as I made my way down the hall. I had to confront him or be forever in this constant state of wondering.

I paused in front of the door and knocked three times, waiting for an answer.

Killer opened the door and seemed a little surprised to see me standing there.

“Hey,” I said a little nervously,”You got a minute?”

He nodded and moved to the side to let me come in. I entered, he closed the door behind me. His room had light blue walls, a dark oak desk on the wall adjacent to the one with the door. He had a simple oak bed frame with a double bed and grey blankets and sheets strewn about on it. There was a book shelf jam packed with books on the wall opposite to the wall with the desk, and an oak wardrobe on the wall across from his bed. His entire room was littered with book, stacks of them everywhere. Some where left open on the floor or his desk or on other stacks of books. There were some scrolls of what I assumed were maps and a few rough sketches to the ship. The only wall decorations his room had were above his desk, a wanted poster of each of the crew who had one, all the most current ones. What surprised me, was mine was next to his.

“So, what’s up?” He asked taking a seat on his bed.

I looked at him before averting my eyes to the floor.

“Don’t think of me stupid for asking this, okay.” All Killer did was cross his arms over his chest and wait for me to continue, “What did you mean last night when you said ‘I think I’m love’?”

He just stared at me for a second, “What do you think I mean?”

“I don’t know.” I answered, “At first I thought you might have just meant the food. But then I was thinking about how you’ve been acting around me the past, like, month and everything you’ve done. And I thought, stupidly probably, that maybe you weren’t just referring to the food but maybe me as well. And then, Mykhayla said that I didn’t hear you wrong and that I should come and talk to you about it. So…”

“Maybe I do like you.” Killer said dryly, “But the real question should be do you like me back?”

I looked at him a moment before replying, “I’m going to say this, and if you make fun of me for it, or the rest of the crew catch wind of this and make fun of me for it I’m giving you food poisoning, understand?”

He nodded, but said nothing.

“Yeah. I do kinda like you. I just never thought you would ever feel the same way about me.” I told him averting my eyes from his form.

“I never thought you would like me back either.” Killer said standing up from his bed and making his way over to me, “But I’m glad you do. I was beginning to think that you knew I liked you but you didn’t feel the same way.”

“I didn’t know you were trying.” I admitted, “Maybe next time you could just come right out and tell me.”

Killer visibly winced at that, “Okay.”

“Good.” I wrapped my arms around his middle pulling him into a hug. His arms went around my torso holding me there.

We stayed like that a minute before I decided something else needed to be done.

“So now that we’re together, I think. As my partner in crime, how do you suppose we work our magic to make Kidd and Mykhayla realize their feelings for each other?”

“Don’t ruin the moment just yet with those two, please.” Killer asked.

I said nothing but closed my eyes and enjoyed being this close to him.

Family Feud(Part 17)

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I sat in front of the grand piano in the ballroom playing a very dark piece. The music reverberated off the high walls giving the best acoustics in the entire house. Yet I did not fail to notice the sound of the door being opened and the distinctive sounds of three sets of footsteps on the marble floor making their way towards me.

“Thank you for coming.” I said over the low music.

“Well, when I get a call directly from the head of house herself, how can I refuse?” Kaido asked from behind me, “What was it you wanted to talk about?”

“Those weapons you’ve been getting.” I said shortly coming to the climax of the song.

“I’m sorry?” Kaido asked, not really believing what I had just said.

“Recently,” I started, “You’ve been getting some large shipments. Naturally, I grew curious. I found out exactly where those weapons have been coming from.”

“And where is that?” Kaido snarled at me.

“Well, before being handled by a third party, they come from Punk Hazard.” I said, “More specifically, my research facility.”

“That facility was funded by your father and myself.” He roared, his vocals completely eclipsing the music my fingers still stimulated.

“At the beginning yes.” I said, continuing to play, “But after about three months of construction, you ran into financial issues. It was either become ruined due to the fighting that was occurring in Alabasta at the time, or sell off your share of the facility to my father to get yourself out of the hole. Which is exactly what you’ve done.”

“What are you talking about?” He demanded.

“A very large and detailed contract I found the other day.” I started, the music slowing down now, “You gave up all rights to the facility. Meaning you have no right to be there, talking to the scientists, or attempting to purchase anything they produce.”

“Your father and I signed that agreement, not you and I, Ceerie. Nice try.” Kaido boomed.

The piece came to and end and I folded my hands in my lap as I spoke, “Correction. The agreement was not between you and my father, Kaido-san, it was between the West Family and the Red Family. Meaning, I have just as much right over the facility as my father did before he died. You are in the wrong territory right now, and I suggest you watch your step.”

The crack of teeth broke out through the silent room, followed closely by an animalistic growl, “You’re trying to intimidate me!”

Before he or Urouge could move a muscle there were 10 guns pointed at them.

I stood from my place at the piano bench and padded around it towards them in bare feet, allowing my strapless, black dress to flow about me as it pleased. I stopped a few feet away from them and held my ground with my hands behind my back.

“I would never think of intimidating you, Kaido-san.” I started staring up at the much taller man, “But right now you’re trying to intimidate me, and that is simply something my subordinates will not stand for. What I am presenting to you is not an ultimadem, but an option.”

“You’re giving me a choice?” He snarled.

I nodded before continuing, “You may continue to stress these orders of my scientists and suffer the same gruesome fate that awaits the same man supplying these weapons to you, or, you may return all the weapons that have been illegally smuggled to you by this man and apologise to me for the inconvenience you have brought me, and we will go back to how things were, no one will have to know about this, and you, and the rest of your family will live another day.”

“What happened to us having a truce?” He snarled, assessing the situation.

“It’s all nullified when I find out that there’s someone stealing from me.” I hissed back.

“And I assume you don’t know who this man is, and that’s what you hope to gain from me handing the weapons back over to you, isn’t it?” He chuckled.

I shook my head allowing my hair to dance around my face with the motion, “I know exactly who this person is. And I will deal with him permanently once I’m done here with you. Now make your choice.”

“You’re bluffing!?” Kaido snarled.

“You wanna try that right now?” I countered staring him down, “Look around, Kaido. Even if I didn’t know who he was all I would have to do is turn over enough rocks to get the information I want. I know Cesar squeals easily when you squeeze hard enough.”

“And if I refuse?” He growled.

I said nothing but turned and walked towards the door leading to the hallway heading to the kitchen.

“Where the hell are you going!?” Urouge yelled at me.

I turned when I got to the door and gripped the handle.

“This is a new dress.” I told them, “I don’t want it dirtied.”

I opened the door and closed it behind me. Once the latch was in place the sounds of gun shots rang out through the door, throughout the entire house. And shortly there after, the sound of two heavy bodies hitting the marble floor with a thud.

I opened the door again and inspected the work the men had done.

Both bodies were riddled with holes, and their blood slowly seeping out and pooling around them.

“What now?” Law asked looking over at me, he had been the one to lead them in.

“Remove their heads.” I ordered, “Deliver Urouge’s to the West Family’s house and Kaido’s to the merged house. I want them to know I mean business now.”

“Anything else, ma’am?” Lucky asked looking over the bodies.

“Don’t get caught doing it.” I warned.

“Yes, ma’am.” Killer said rolling up his sleeves prepared to do the dirty work.

“Ceerie.”

I turned around to see Benn behind me.

“He’s on the Mushi, waiting for you.”He told me.

I nodded, “I leave this to you then.” I said to Lucky before following Benn back to the office.

The mushi was already set up and waiting for me. I sat down and spoke into the receiver.

“Moshi-moshi.”

“Ah, Ceerie-san. It’s nice to hear from you. What would you like to speak about?” Doflamingo asked.

“Smile.” I said bluntly, I saw the grin on the mushi fall instantaneously.

“What, you would like me to smile for you?” He asked, the smile reappearing on his face, “If that’s the case you should have asked for a visitation.”

“Cut the shit Doflamingo.” I snarled, “I know it’s been you who has been hiring Cesar to produce Smile for you, and I know it’s been you selling the Smile to Kaido.”

The smile stayed off the mushi now, “Yeah, so what? It’s a number’s game, Ceerie you should know that by now.”

“I am perfectly aware of what the numbers represent, Doflamingo.” I told him, “But if you keep looking at this like a game, you’re the one who’s going to lose, not me.”

He chuckled, “Fufufufu, if it’s not a game to you, Ceerie, what is it then?”

“Life.” I told him shortly, “And unlike you, I don’t toy with people’s existences.”

“Oh that’s rich!” He laughed, “Like you didn’t force the majority of Blackbeard’s territory to become part of your empire.”

“I didn’t.” I replied, “We moved in, after I spoke to everyone in the area and they said that they would prefer to be under the rule of the Red Family.”

“And when did you find time to ask them this?!” He demanded.

“After school every day.” I smirked.

I heard him holding back a growl on the other end of the line.

“Use every opportunity you can, Doflamingo, that’s life lesson number 1.” I told him.

“Okay, Ceerie, now what? You caught me red handed, you know I’m stealing Smile and supplying it to Kaido. What are you going to do about it? You can’t stroll right into Kaido’s home and kill him, and you certainly can’t start a war with him, especially since he has all that Smile stock piled. What now?”

“Kaido has been taken out of the picture.” I told him calmly, “He’s no longer a concern of mine. And if I did fear the amount of Smile he had stock piled I would have taken his offer and married Urouge, which, if you haven’t noticed, I haven’t.”

“You don’t fear Smile?” Doflamingo scoffed.

“According to Cesar, between you and Kaido, you only have about twenty. And now that I know what Smile is, it’s laughable.” I told him.

“You don’t know Cesar like I do, Ceerie.”

“And you don’t know me like you think you do.” I snarled, that took him aback, “And here’s what’s going to happen, Doflamingo. Neither you nor any of your men are to step foot on Punk Hazard for as long as you live, or face the consequences.”

He chuckled again, “And what are these consequences, Ceerie?”

“I’m sure you saw the news paper a week ago, what happened to Oflux.” I heard him growl, “And I would keep your eye out for the paper tomorrow too. You’ll see what happened to your precious safety blanket, Kaido. Oh, and Doflamingo, before I forget. If you ever speak to me in such a way again I will personally rip your throat out and shove it up your ass. Am I clear.”

My only reply was a growl before he hung up.

I hung up the receiver and leaned back in my chair.

“You’re playing a very dangerous game right now, Ceerie. I hope you know what you’re doing.” Benn said from across the table.

“It’s not a game.” I told him, “My life is on the line if I slip. So’s yours, so’s Law’s, so’s Killer’s, and Lucky, Yasopp, Hawkins, Makino, Luffy, Ace, Sabo, everyone’s life is on the line.”

“That’s why I’m asking.” Benn repeated.

“I’ve thought out every possible scenario, if that’s what you’re asking.” I said looking him dead in the eye, “And I’ve thought about every scenario with my reaction to that. To say I know exactly what I’m doing, I don’t, because I don’t know at any given time what my adversary will do, but I’m doing everything I can to be ready for their counter assault.”

Benn just smiled at me and nodded, “You’re beginning to sound a lot like your father, it’s almost creepy.”

I looked down at the table. I was, wasn’t I?

 

What If It Were Real?(Part 12)

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I turned the corner to find the exact person I was looking for. He was sitting against the wall at the back of the ship. He was humming to himself and writing something down. I couldn’t help but pause for a moment and admire him in the sunlight.

His long hair looked like gold and his hands worked tirelessly on the notebook. I wanted to see his facial features bathed in the sunlight too. But I knew he and I were just friends and that he wouldn’t show me.

I took a breath and walked forward to the first mate.

“Hey.” I called out softly to him.

He seemed to jump a little, “Hi.” He said after looking up and seeing it was me, “What brings you to this end of the ship? I thought you would still be inside working on dinner.”

I nodded, “I just finished, we’re having stew tonight.” I informed, “But I realized it had been a while since we hung out.”

“It really has.” He said closing his note book and motioning for me to sit next to him.

I did as he asked.

“I saw you’ve been hanging out a lot with Mykhayla.” I said looking at him, “You must really have been bored the past little while.”

Killer tensed for a moment, but it didn’t go unnoticed, “Yeah, well. You’ve been busy.” He informed.

“Anything you’ve been up to?” I asked turning my gaze to the wide open ocean before me.

“Not overly no.” He admitted scratching the back of his head, “Just the usual, you know.”

I nodded, “Tell me something.” I asked him, “And be honest.”

Killer nodded for me to continue.

“Do you like, Mykhayla? As anything more than a friend I mean?” I asked. They had been spending a lot of time together. More time together than Killer and I would usually spend together. I wouldn’t say it bothered me, per say, but I wanted to know what my best friend was getting herself into.

“No.” Killer said honestly, “I’m not particularly fond of her to be perfectly honest with you.”

“Then why do you hang out with her so much?” I asked almost baffled by what he had said.

“Because you’re always busy now.” He said looking away from me.

I smiled, “Well, jerk face.” I teased, “I’m not busy now, am I?”

I could feel his smirk under his mask.

“True.” He said, “But how long do we have?”

“Until I say dinner’s ready.” I told him.

He laughed at that, “Good.”


“Mykhalya.” I called to the blonde, “Below deck.”

“Rodger that!” She smiled and saluted before going off and doing as I asked.

I turned my attention to the rapidly approaching pirate ship on the port side. I unsheathed a couple of knives and readied myself for boarding.

As the planks went down the opposing crew scrambled on. I slashed tendons and arteries, and sliced stomachs open. The enemies blood stained the wooden floor of the ship.

Before too long I had managed to make my way through and over to the opposition’s ship. Still killing along the way.

“Hold it right there!” I turned and saw a large, overweight and ugly man holding a gun to my head, “Are you the captain of this crew?” He demanded.

I glared at him as I assessed my options. He was heavy, he wasn’t going anywhere fast. That being said I don’t know how good his aim is.

It’s my best option. I thought. I can’t fuck it up.

With the knife I had in my right hand I used it to knock the guy’s gun out of my face causing him to shoot at nothing, missing everything. While that was occurring my left had went to my holster and pulled out another knife I used it to stab him right in the heart a couple of times until he was laying in a pool of his own blood.

I then hurried to take on the rest of the crew who were still in shock from what I had done.

Shortly after we were pulling everything of value off of their ship and taking it onto ours.

“Quite a haul, don’t you think?” I asked the men around me as I opened one of the chests.

“Indeed.” A lower crewman said looking over it.

“Let’s get this down to the treasury.” I said closing the chest and picking it up.

The men behind me nodded and picked up chests, sacks and boxes before following me.


“How much you want to bet she isn’t going to get it even after Killer sings this song?” One lower ranking crew member said holding out a top hat.

“100 bellies says she’ll know.” Another said putting money in.

“200 says she’ll stay oblivious.” Said a third.

“12 for she’ll know!” I said jumping into the pot, “If Torri doesn’t get it now I don’t know.”

“Really?” Said the guy with the top hat, “Only 12?”

“I’m broke, what more do you want from me?” I asked and crossed my arms.

He chuckled, “Fair enough I guess. Why don’t you hurry up and see how that stage is coming.”

“Right! I’m on it!” I said and took off to do exactly that.


I was taking a walk having just finishing cleaning up after lunch. I walked out to see Mykhayla and several other lower ranking crew members setting something up on the main deck.

I strolled over to them. They were blissfully unaware of my presence.

“What are you doing?” I asked from behind them.

“Oh, hi. Torri. We’re preparing for music night.” Mykhayla said nervously to me.

“Kidd agreed to this?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Yes?” She said looking around.

“Mykhayla.” I warned.

“Yes?” She asked me.

“Kidd agreed to this, right?”

“Mhmm.” She said still not looking at me.

“And if I go and talk to him, he’ll say it’s okay and you already asked him. Right?”

“I’ll just inform him you’re coming!” She said jumping up and starting to walk towards the door leading down to the quarters, “He’s a very busy man you know.”

I sighed and watched as she ran full pelt to her destination. I just hoped Kidd wouldn’t blow a fuse.


I knocked twice on the door in front of me before opening the door and strolling right in.

“What are you doing?” Kidd boomed at me.

“Well, I have this idea.” I started.

“No.” He growled and turned back to whatever he was doing.

“But it involves Torri and Killer!” I moaned.

Kidd’s ears perked up at the mention of those two names.

“I’m listening.” Kidd growled.

“Well, to make it not so point blank for Killer, I’m putting on a concert. Where he is going to sing a love song for Torri. And then you can change it around and do whatever.” I told him.

“You think it’s gonna work?” He asked dumbfounded.

“About 50% sure.” I said wincing a little, but being fair. She’s dense.

Kidd sighed, “It’s tonight, right? Can you get it set up before night time?”

“Of course, we’re almost done!” I smiled.

I heard a head hit a desk.

“I at least thought I should inform you before it happened.” I told him, “Don’t say I don’t give you notice.”

“You only came down here because Torri made you didn’t she?” He growled.

“Maybe.” I said looking away, “And if she asks I asked you before.”

Kidd just sighed again, “Just go.” He told me, “Do whatever, but it better work.”

“Trying!” I said and slipped out of his room.


“Torri!” Mykhayla said coming into our room where I was currently reading, “I need help serving refreshments.”

I sighed and closed my book, “Do I have any choice in the matter?”

“Nope.” She said with a smile and pulled me out of our room and up stairs. She shoved a tray of drinks in my hands and pushed me out the door to the main deck where everyone else was.

The sun was just beginning to set, and the entire front deck was decorated with lanterns that gave a light glow so the slowly darkening sky, with oranges and purples streaks across it, only made the scene before me even better.

I walked forward into the parted crowd of people only to come to the edge of the stage and look up.

Heat was at the back sitting behind the drum set, in front of him to the left was wire standing there with a base in his hands. Standing front row center was Killer, he held in his hands an electric guitar and stood behind a microphone.

“What the hell did you get yourself into?” I asked the blonde.

“Nothing I didn’t want to.” He told me nervously, “I wrote a song for you Torri, and I want you to hear it.”

I cocked my head to the side unsure of how to react. After a moment I shrugged and nodded.

“If you want to.” I told him.

Although I couldn’t see it I felt as though his face had lit up at my words.

He turned to look at Heat and Wire, giving them the signal.

“Alright.” Killer said looking at me, “I call it ‘Rebel Love Song’.”

“Please tell me that’s a working title.” I asked while grinning at him.

Killer said nothing as the music kicked up.

The song faded out and I felt all the attention on me right then and there.

“What do you think?” Killer asked before swallowing hard.

“I liked it.” I told him honestly, “Were on earth did you learn to play guitar like that?”

“You know, around.” Killer said scratching the back of his neck, “What did you think?” He asked again, almost desperate.

“I liked the amount of base you used to get the music heavy. And the guitar solo in the middle there really made my heart thump, which is awesome. But I loved the heavy kick of the drums the most, it really drove it home.”

“What about the lyrics?” Mykhayla asked popping up behind me.

“What lyrics?” I asked the blondes.

Killer said nothing as he just sulked off the stage and staggered inside.

“What’s up with him?” I asked, “He tired?”

“Very.” Mykhayla told me, “Mentally exhausted.”

I shrugged, “So what are the other line ups?”

“I forgot to ask for others.” Mykhayla said with a sigh.

“Well that’s some crappy music night then, don’t you think?” I asked her.

“I only thought of it two days ago, okay. I didn’t have time.” She admitted.

I shrugged, “Alright then.” I handed the tray of drinks to Mykhayla and headed back inside, “It’s been a long day for me too, so I say it’s up to the event planner to take it all down.”

As I closed the door to the gallery. I thought I heard Kidd say to Mykhayla something along the lines of;

“I told you so. Now cough it up.”

What If It Were Real?(Part 11)

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“And I believe that takes the cake.” Killer said throwing down his cards onto the barrel.

“Aw man, again.” I wined.

“You’re still beginning.” Heat encouraged, “Besides, I’m sure Killer cheats.”

“I do not!” Killer yelled at the blue haired man.

“Do too!” Wire double teamed, “Do you think we’re stupid or something!?”

“You’re all just sore losers.” Killer said and crossed his arms, “How about we try again and I’ll prove it.”

“You’re on.” I told him gathering the cards and shuffling the deck.

“Guys! Guys! Guys! Guess what!” Mykhayla all but screamed as she came running up to us and started shaking wire as best as she could to emphasise her point.

“What, Mykhayla?” I asked as I continued to shuffle.

“The bounties rose! The bounties rose!” She exclaimed waving the paper in our faces.

Killer snatched it and took a look.

“Huh, what do you know?” Killer said looking it over.

“What?” I asked him.

He said nothing but handed it to me. On the front page were pictures of my, Kidd and Killer’s wanted posters. Kidd’s has raised from 315,000,000 to 350,000,000. Killer’s went from 162,000,000 to 175,000,000. And my bounty went from 17,000,000 to 25,000,000.

“Wow.” Was all I could say as I looked over the article. It was all because we took down that small convoy of marine ships the other day. It paid off, in more ways than one.

I opened up the paper to see if the story continued only to be met with the all too familiar face of Mykhayla. The paper said that she was a valuable hostage to the Kidd pirates.

I scoffed at the article saying such stupid things.

“Huh, that’s funny.” I heard the said blonde say from over my shoulder, “Since when was I a hostage? And since when am I valuable?”

I sighed and continued to read the current news, so far nothing interesting.

“Huh?” I was taken aback.

“What’s going on now?” Mykhayla asked over my shoulder again.

“Trafalgar Law, has just become a Warlord.” I said in amazement.

“I take it that’s important.” She said standing up.

“Very.” I told her and continued to read.

“Mykhayla do you even know what a Warlord is?” Killer asked.

“Obviously not.” She said dully, “I fell from the sky a couple of months ago.”

I heard Killer sigh and begin to explain to her what it is as I continued to read.

He brought 200 pirate hearts to the world government base in order to become one.

He must have been busy since the last time we saw him. I thought. 200 hearts is no easy task.

“Oh! So that’s what they are!” I heard Mykhayla say as Killer finished.

“What are what?” Kidd asked approaching the group.

I said nothing but held out the paper to him. He took it and looked at the page for a moment before crumpling up the entire paper and tossing it to the side.

“That damn Trafalgar!” He snarled, “Not only has he pissed me off, but now he’s gone and made himself a government dog!”

“Hey you missed the good part on the front page!” Mykhayla whined at the much larger man.

“Shut up!” He snarled at the blonde.

“Fine, I won’t tell you the good news.” She chuckled.

“When I get my hands on him.” Kidd growled.

“Captain!” I called to him, he paused and looked at me, “Don’t get upset over him. We are planning on going after the government once we’ve gotten the one piece. I’m sure we’ll take down Trafalgar Law when that happens. Until then don’t lose any screws over him.”

Kidd did nothing but sighed before walking away.

“I guess he didn’t want the good news.” Mykhayla called.

“You’re hung up on that today, aren’t you?” I asked.

“Of course.” She said smiling at me, “I’m on a pirate ship surrounded by guys who are all grumpy and malicious all the time. Good news is great! I’m not saying that it’s you guys, I just want to point that out. I mean, well, we all know who I mean.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Then why don’t you go share some with him.” I suggested.

“He didn’t want it.” She scoffed.

I shrugged, “Fine. Go back to whatever you were doing.”


“Alright, Mykhayla.” I started, meeting her at the back of the ship with Heat and Wire, “Let’s see if we can get three for three here. What’s next?”

“Plan H.” She said proudly, “Hand holding!”

“Hell no!” I snarled, “Not yet. If I try something like that now I’ll either scare her off or make her think I’m a freak! What else?”

“Plan I. Ice cream.” She said, “It’s cute.”

I thought about it for a second.

“Did you or Torri get any ice cream while we were at the last island?” I asked.

“No…” She said quietly.

“Next plan.” I suggested.

“Plan J. Jewelry.”

“Done.” I told her.

“What, when?” She asked.

“During plan G.” I told her crossing my arms.

“Oh!” She said nodding, “Plan K. Here we have two options.” She paused and cleared her throat, “You can use knowledge to impress her, or, hear me out about this one. Just hear me out. You could kiss her…”

“Hell to the fucking no.” I snarled, “Besides that she’s plenty smart. I think she might think of me as a know it all.”

“Okay, okay.” Mykhayla said thinking, “Plan M. Music.”

I thought about it for a second. I could totally do that.

“What’s her favorite music genre?” I asked.

“More than anything else, metal.” She said.

“You guys think you can help me out with the instrumentals?” I asked directing my attention to Heat and Wire.

They both nodded. I knew I could do this now. First thing’s first, what am I going to write?