You knew it was going to be a bad day the moment you woke up in the most uncomfortable position ever - the back of your neck resting on the bed’s wood plank, with all of your pillows tossed on the floor, your knee brushing against the wall, giving you an awful, sharp pain that unfortunately woke you up. Your entire body was sore, and every muscle you moved made you scream in pain as you sat up and rubbed the back of your head, instantly feeling your tangled ball of hair and getting frustrated.
“This is definitely not my day.” You groaned and decided to take your anger out on someone from the crew - probably Usopp or Brook.
"Roronoa Zoro! What in the name of Punk Hazard did you do to my shirt?" you yelled, holding up your favorite shirt.
"Well, uh, Luffy wa--"
"Ugh, forget it! This is my favorite shirt!" you huffed, holding up your once perfect shirt, but now with a huge rip in it.
"I said I was sorry," Zoro muttered.
"Is sorry going to magically stitch up my shirt? I think not," you glared.
"But it wasn't my fault!" he retorted.
"Yeah, because I didn't see you using your superhuman strength and rip my shirt," you responded.
You dropped your shirt into his lap and stomped your foot.
"Nami bought me that for my birthday! Do you know how rare it is for her to bu
"YOSH! PARTY!" yelled Thatch.
"We just parti--," started Marco, but got interrupted by a flying chair.
"There's no such thing as too much partying, Marco-kun!" you laughed.
"Don't call me Marco-kun!" he growled.
"Marco-chan~," teased Ace.
Marco and Ace growled at each other. You laughed at them and downed your drink.
Half the crew was on the floor, passed out and drunk as ever. The other half was struggling to stay awake. You were pretty sure you were the only sober one on the ship. You cringed as Thatch rolled over in his sleep, knocking over a bottle of sake causing it to spill on the table.
You stood up to go to bed and you h
“Auuuugh! So hoooot!” You groaned loudly as you trudged through the hot sand.
Yes, the sand. It was just you and Luffy’s brother Ace trudging through the scorching desert.
“Why are we here Aaaace!” You whined.
“Because Luffy dragged us here to meet Vivi again! She did invite us back for a party.” Ace responded. “Y’know, friendly reunions and stuff.”
“No. Why are we HERE!” You emphasised. “In the middle of NOWHERE!”
“Exactly! You stop for two seconds and I can’t even find you! We were supposed to stick together so
The night was dark, and the silence hung still, encasing the palace of Dressrosa in a peaceful shroud of a seeming nothingness. Each star in the sky above twinkled at intervals, dotting the blackness with their pure white sparkle alongside the silver gleam of the full moon, shining down upon the palace like a godly spotlight from the world above. It was the only thing piercing the silence at this time.
Deep in the palace, through the halls carpeted red, every door was closed, and every light unturned. Not a sound could be heard, and not a soul was awake. Well, not a soul but one or two. Traveling through the second floor, one wo