Chapter Nineteen

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Chapter Nineteen: Laboon

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"Lunaris. We discussed this before. You should be careful with the humans. You created them yourself. You should know that they are delicate creatures."

Lunaris flipped another page in his book as Sage stood before him scoldingly.

Sage was currently in the Celestial Realm, inside of Lunaris' study. He had left Red-Haired Shanks and Rosinate to mingle back at the castle so that he could reprimand Lunaris for his rash actions.

So far, Lunaris wasn't paying much attention.

"Humans aren't fragile. Quite contrary, actually." Brushing his long ombre hair to the side, the god looked up to stare at his friend. "They are intelligent creatures. They will rebound. When one passes through the gateway without precaution and lives, they are granted a small gift. I'd say it was rather generous of me."

"Rather risky too," Sage huffed. "He could have died."

"But he didn't."

Sage gritted his teeth as he glared hard at Lunaris. He only seemed to be bored, wanting nothing more than to read his books. That's what you get when you're friends with a scholar. Sage huffed in annoyance.

"If it's any consolation," Lunaris spoke, shutting his book closed with a quick snap. "I wasn't as negligent as Mortalitus spoke of. I made sure that the man was in perfect and working condition when I guided him through the gateway."

"You mean you pushed him." The God of Creation and Destruction waved him off, setting his book aside on a small table. Sage tilted his head slightly to read, How to Kill a Mockingbird.

"I gave him a little... nudge. You can ask Aarth. He was in perfect condition." Sage narrowed his eyes at the larger male who towered before him. He had to be around seven feet tall in his 'human' form. Celestial beings were as tall as the giants themselves back in the Pirate Realm.

Sage watched as Lunaris averted his eyes to the window. The dragon let out a long sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Fucking gods...

"You were drunk weren't you?" A small tinge of pink showed up on his tan cheeks as he refused to meet the dragon's gaze.

"I blame Hollow and Abigor. I will be part of their drinking games no longer." Sage rolled his eyes, putting his hands to his hips.

"You said that last time."

"They're very good at convincing me." Sage nodded his head skeptically.

"You just wanted to win. Like always." Shaking his head in disbelief at the god's flushed cheeks, Sage let out a groan of annoyance. "You're supposed to be one of the most intelligent out of the Gods, how is it possible that you don't realize that they feed you their poisons?"

Lunaris took a seat in his leather chair behind his desk.

"I wanted a fair competition. Besides, the taste was exquisite. Just like strawberries. Aarth was spectating as well, so there really is no need for you to be so worried." Sage looked so done with Lunaris' shit because he was done.

"We have ambrosia and nectar. And nothing with those two gods is fair." Rubbing his eyes, ran his hands through his hair. "And you had the God of Knowledge spectating everything. I thought he was supposed to be smart."

"He may have knowledge, but that doesn't mean he makes terrible decisions. He prefers to live on the... 'memer' side of life. Not that I know what that is. Or was it maim?" he mumbled to himself.

A sudden smell began wafting through the room. It smelled of oregano, melted cheese, and a tinge of tomato. Sage blinked slowly, his head turning towards the door he had broken when he had stomped his way into the building.

The smell wafting around was just intoxicating. And he knew exactly who was the cause of that.

"I do believe Flare is making what humans call... pizza. Quite delicious if I do say so myself. Who knew that bread covered in tomato sauce, sprinkled with a little hard milk would create such a wonderful thing. Would you say that I indirectly created pizza? I created humans who have created technology, so I'd play a role in creating-"

"Luna, be quiet. I will not stand to have this conversation with you again. And- did you call cheese, 'hard milk'?" Lunaris paused, eyes widening as he turned his head to face Sage. His mouth hung open slightly as he tried to find his words. In the end, all he said was,

"...no."

Even though they both knew he was lying.

Don't you ever just feel like you're the only smart one sometimes? That's how Sage was feeling every time he came over to visit the shit for gods. It was just a wonder as to why humans were stupid enough to worship these eleven. Well, there were a select few who weren't full of shit, but most of them were quite idiots.

Though for some it was only a front.

These gods were all so weird and quirky.

And he had a feeling that more people were going to be dumped on his island at the rate this was going. Damn it Abigor and Hollow. Those chaos loving idiots (monsters, he should say, literal devils they are) making all the smart people dumb.

Well, at least there was Flare.

Speaking of Flare, he needed to get some of that pizza to feed to the pirates back on the island. Did they even like pizza? Maybe he should get some pasta just in case.

Oh dear, he was going soft for these idiots. Those soon to be chaos inducing idiots. This was why he should never mingle with humans. They make him all mushy. And it wasn't like he could get rid of them.


Feelings were such annoying things to have.

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Meanwhile, with the idiots...

"So... what did he say?" Shanks glanced up at Rosinate. Rosinate stood beside the vanity in his room, attempting to perfect his makeup. "The fate thing, I mean. He mentioned your fate, as well as this Y/n person." Shanks nodded in understanding, cracking a small smile.

But despite his smiling exterior, he was feeling nothing but worry.

"Ah, he just spoke about a few things and his concerns, it's not too big of a deal." Shanks stretched his arms out, letting out a yawn. "But I'm kind of curious. Tell me, what was it like being... well, dead? I'm just dying to know." It was silent for a moment before Rosinate busted out laughing.

"... Did you just make a pun? Geez that was terrible." He wiped a tear from his eye, trying not to mess up, but failing miserably. He pouted slightly at the red lipstick on his cheek. He messed up big time. "Damn you Shanks..." he grumbled under his breath, wiping it away with some tissue.

Shanks laughed at Rosinate's misery. "Whoops, sorry about that! Dahahaha! But really, what was it like? I heard you met a god!" The Rosinate hummed, looking thoughtful for a moment.

"Yeah. You wouldn't believe how many there were. I always believed there to be one." Corazon looked thoughtful for a moment. "I remember seeing eleven gods. Very intimidating people. Very loud too."

"Huh, really? What were they like?"

"Loud. Destructive. Self destructive actually. You should have seen that one guy, submerge himself in alcohol and lit himself on fire." Rosinate shook his head, shivering slightly at the memory. "He got in trouble of course." Shanks laughed.

"For a couple of gods, they sure do know how to party! Man, I wish I was invited!" Rosinate chuckled.

"I don't think you want to be invited. They're kind of like a dysfunctional family. The Mom of their little group is ironically the God of War. I heard that he cooks too- oh shit!" He yelped in surprise when he accidentally tripped over his own foot, falling face first onto the ground. "Ow... I guess I got my clumsiness back." Pushing himself up, he groaned in discomfort.

Shanks, meanwhile, was dying in the corner.

"Holy shit, you are clumsy!" he laughed. "But hey, I definitely want to get invited to that party! Sounds fun!"

I seriously doubt it... Rosinate sang in his mind.

"Ahaha... right." Moving back towards the vanity, he sighed in relief when his flawless makeup wasn't ruined. Turning around to walk back to Shanks, Rosinate asked, "by the way, do you mind if I asked you a question?"

"I don't mind! Go ahead. I might have an answer."

"Is there a... Donquixote Doflamingo that's alive?" Shanks raised a brow. Donquixote Doflamingo? The shichibukai? Why would Rosinate want to know that?

"There is." Rosinate nodded his head thoughtfully, a frown beginning to settle on his face. "What, you got some bad blood with him? Did he have something to do with your death?" Shanks shook his head, clapping the man over the shoulder.

"Well, whatever it is, you don't have to tell me. You're here now. And right now we're going to have a party!" Rosinate grinned.

"Ha, a party?" He paused, before turning his attention back to the redhead. "I actually have one more question. You haven't heard of a... Trafalgar Law?" Shanks shrugged.

"I don't know. Sounds familiar. Is he a pirate?"

Pirate?

"Ah, forget about it! Let's hurry it up. I'm starving. I haven't eaten food in ages." Shanks didn't question his dismissiveness, only moving to open the door with a mock bow, causing them both to laugh. "Why thank you."

"You're welcome, my lady. Your makeup looks fabulous." Rosinate rolled his eyes, nudging Shanks in the gut.

"Of course it looks fabulous. I did it myself."

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You awoke with a sudden start, feeling a floating feeling in your stomach. When you opened your eyes, you realized why you were feeling that way.

You were floating in mid air. No, you weren't floating. The ship was falling.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!!" you cried, smacking against the ceiling as the ship fell fast and faster. You cried out in pain when the ship crashed back against the waves, sending you tumbling to the ground.

How lovely.

About to run outside, your hand hovered over the knob, hesitating whether or not you should actually go out. You were on the sea. It would do you much better to stay inside and pretend that everything would be okay.


"The sea is a vast and unforgiving place. If you want to become a pirate, then you must get rid of your fears."


You bit your lip as Mihawk's words echoed in your mind. Right. Mihawk didn't train you to become a coward! You were strong! You had to be strong! You had to prove that you could be independent so that you didn't have to rely on anyone!

With newfound courage, you wrenched the door open, running out, only to stumble into railing. You let out an oomph, feeling discomfort in your abdomen. That hurt. You probably shouldn't close your eyes next time.

"Y/n? You're awake?" Cracking your eyes open, you turned your head to see Nami's surprised expression. Her hands clutched onto the railing tightly, her hair whipping past her face due to the speed that the ship was moving at.

"Y/n?" Luffy shouted, his head turning to look at you. "Y/N! Are you feeling better?" he asked. At his shout, Sanji began to swoon.

"MY GODDESS YOU'VE AWAKENED FROM YOUR SLUMBER!"

"SHUT UP YOU DAMN COOK!"

"Y/n, you're up?" Usopp shouted over the wind and rushing water. You gripped the railing tight, sheepishly looking at them.

"Hello... I'm awake." You nervously looked at the water and the surrounding area, noting how high up you actually were. You were scared. There was no point in trying to lie to yourself. You were really fucking scared out of your mind. Oh this wasn't good for your heart. "N-Nami? Can you hold my hand?" you asked, desperate for some consolation.

She didn't question it, grabbing your hand and intertwining her fingers with your own. You let out a quiet and appreciative "thanks", and she gave you a big smile in return.

"If you're scared, just hold on to me!" she declared. "Don't worry. We got Luffy, Sanji, and Zoro to help you too. We won't let anything bad happen to you!" You nodded, feeling warmth in your chest at her reassurance

"And Usopp," you mumbled. She raised a brow.

"Yeah, well, he's a bit of a coward."

"H-HEY!" Usopp shouted. "I-I'm a great warrior of the sea! I'm no coward- AHHH!!!" Usopp screamed as the ship flew several meters into the air before crash landing back onto the waves.

"Sea what I mean?" Nami whispered. You sweat dropped, but nodded your head.

"Yeah... but I'm a bit of a coward too. I think Usopp is rather brave for attempting to face his fears." Nami blinked slowly, taking in your words.

Wow. That struck a chord within her. She never really thought of that.

A wide smile broke out on her face as she took in your bright and sheepish expression. Your eyes caught hers, and she felt her heart skip a beat. No, that couldn't be right. Why would her heart skip a beat? She wasn't attracted to women. This was something more of a friendship, it had to be.

"Nami?" Your voice broke her out of her thoughts. "Are you okay? If-If you're scared too you can hold onto me! I'll try my best to help you like you're helping me!"

God, you were too precious for this world.

Your head turned to look at Usopp, who was clinging to the ship tightly. "Usopp! You too! You-You can hold onto my hand!" Your arm stretched out to him. "We're nakama! I-I want to help you guys!"

Usopp stared at your hand. It was weird. Usually he was the one constantly overcoming his fears of this world. Sometimes Nami would be scared shitless like he was, but he knew that she was braver than himself. Here she was, laughing about riding down the Red Line.

But you, you were afraid of things too. You were scared of small things; the ocean; flying; sharp objects; Luffy had filled them in on all the necessary things to know about you, of course. And despite those facts, here you were, attempting to brave the worst all for... well, him.

This warm feeling inside of his heart...

Grabbing your hand, you gave him the brightest smile he had ever seen. It was beautiful. It was precious. How could he; how could Zoro, Nami, and himself ever think that you were someone who would cause them harm?

"R-Right! I'll help you too!" he declared.

This had to be the start of a beautiful friendship.

Nami and Usopp watched in confusion as you linked your elbows within their own, letting go of their hands. With one solid motion, you jumped up on Merry's railings, swinging your legs to wrap around securely on the bars. Nami gave you a questioning look, before dropping her mouth wide open as you began to casually sip on some tea you pulled out of nowhere.

"I drink tea under stressful and unnatural situations," you spoke calmly, eyes focused on your cup and not your surroundings because you didn't want to focus on your surroundings. If you did, you'd probably have a panic attack.

"O-Oh... I guess that makes sense...?" She trailed off.

She was lying. This doesn't make sense at all.

Meanwhile, in the crowsnest, Sanji was glaring at the two in jealousy. Well, mostly at Usopp. He was fine with your interactions with Nami. Making friends with people is important after all, and who was he to deny you a healthy relationship with your crewmates? Except he couldn't help but feel something unsettling swirling inside of him.

He shook his head, directing his jealousy at Usopp. He wanted to receive some of your smiles too... Opening his mouth, Sanji called out to you.

"Y/n-hime, my Goddess!! Can I have some of your love too??" His heart thundered in his chest as you turned your head, eyes flickering up to look at him. You smiled up at him, and he felt his heart melt. And then, just as he thought that it couldn't get any better, you shouted to him.

"Sure! You can have as much love as you want!"

Oh my god. Why was this affecting him so much?

Was it because females would usually deny his advances? Was it because he actually genuinely liked you? He paused his train of thought, eyes widening slightly.

Did he actually like you? No. He watched as you turned your attention away from him, looking a little more comfortable now that you had Usopp and Nami by your side.

You were his goddess, of course he would like you. It would be ridiculous if he didn't. You made him feel happy, even if he hadn't known you for long. You were kind, accepting, albeit a little naive, but it was part of your charm.

He vowed to protect you.

Sanji averted his lovestruck gaze to Zoro, who was leaning against Merry's mast, eyes trained on you. If Sanji wasn't happy with Usopp, he as hell wasn't happy with Zoro. How dare that marimo watch you like a creep!

About to yell at him, Luffy shouted from Merry's head.

"Shishishishi!! Y/n! You're awake!" It seemed as though Luffy finally noticed your presence. You gave him a small wave.

"Hello Luffy!!" Usopp turned his head to look ahead, but he furrowed his brows when he saw a dark mass within the fog.

"What is that?" Usopp wondered, adjusting his goggles to see what the mass was. You heard a rumble that sounded like a whale. Your eyes flashed gold, and you saw a vision of a blue haired girl and a...

Oh.

"Nami-san! I see a mountain up ahead!" Sanji called out from the mast.

"Mountain?" Nami spoke in confusion, twisting her head to look up at the chef. "There shouldn't be a mountain!"

"But it's really there!" he shouted back.

"Who cares, let's go!" Luffy shouted.

"Uh... Nami?" you mumbled, clutching your tea cup tightly as you took a big long sip. The oranged haired girl looked at you in confusion. "That's not a mountain. That's a whale."

"Oh, a whale. Wait, a whale?" It took a moment for everyone to register your words.

"HOLY SHIT WE'RE GOING TO CRASH!!"

"WE'RE GOING TO DIE!! I'M SORRY Y/N!!!" Usopp screamed, turning to stare at you. He stopped when he realized that you were just drinking your tea, staring at the whale. "WHY ARE YOU SO CALM?!"

"We're not going to die."

"Shishishishi! That's great!" Luffy laughed, grabbing the top of his Strawhat. "So what do we need to do, Y/n? Oh! How about I shoot a cannon at it?!"

"WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU SHOOT IT?!" 

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