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The sun beat down on the Big Top, rays warming the deck and all those upon it pleasantly. A gentle sea-breeze blew thought he air, allowing a gentle salt-spray to greet the crew on the deck. All in all, the atmosphere couldn’t be more peaceful. Finally having a small break from their treasure hunting, some of the crew members had even taken to lounging on the deck. Many sat around, some with wooden mugs of sake in their hands. Others were found lying on the deck, soft snores escaping from a few of them. Every one of the Buggy pirates, right down to the lowest-ranking, most overworked swabbie, had an aura of peace to them on this day.

___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Buggy and Shanks, you’ve known those two quacks for as long as you could remember; childhood friends is what the three of you call each other. It’s been YEARS since the three of you saw each other in person though were able to keep contact through letter and snail phone. About a week ago, through a 3-way phone call you all decided to meet up at an island resort as a reunion, since it definitely had to be OVER 15, maybe even 20 years since you all last saw each other. So, that was that, you guys made plans to meet up

  The sickening pops and cracks of fire eating through helpless beams around you, stealing their life from them, bangs of the same wood falling to the ground and spreading the roaring fire was accompanied by loud bangs of gunshots and the occasional explosion. Still, despite how completely deafening they seemed, they still could not overpower the screams of the people. Some were determined shouts, but others came as screams of pain, agony, and suffering. They filled your ears, blocking out your own whimpering as you lay, curled up in a ball and shaking on the dirty floor of the burning building. You could feel spikes of pain as hot embers f

 "Dumbass!" "SHORTY!" "BIG NOSE!" "MY NOSE ISN'T BIG!" "YES IT IS!" "WELL AT LEAST I'M NOT A FLAT CHESTED GIRL WHO LOOKS LIKE A BOY." "I DO NOT LOOK LIKE A BOY, AND ONE DAY MY BREASTS WILL BE BIGGER THAN YOUR HEAD." "Yeah right!" "They will!" "You're that Red-haired idiots sister." "HE'S NOT AN IDIOT! HE'S JUST A LITTLE SLOW!" "Who's slow?" Said red haired boy asked, a piece of meat in his mouth. Buggy and (Y/n) turned on their heels and stared at Shanks in surprise. "Nii-san!" "Dumbass!" The two chorused in sync before turning to glare at each other for talking over one another. "Wow, you guys are in sync. Its weird

___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Buggy, The Chop Chop Circus Clown was his full stage name, but, you called him Buggy. Others called him “Chop Chop Clown”, “Big Nosed Freak”, “Stupid Clown” and many other names, most of them weren’t too kind either. You were one of very few people to be kind to Buggy and one of very few he actually held a decent conversation with. You liked to think of him as you friend, hopefully that’s what he thought back. On a certain day, Buggy was fuming mad. One side act didn’t go as

It was currently April, which was the time of the Sakura festival in your village. It brought travelers and pirates from near and far to your hometown. It was an exciting and upbeat time, usually not too many fights and A LOT of fun. Every year you usually run the face painting station with your childhood friend, Sasha, but this year she signed you both up to run the kissing booth. "WHY the kissing booth, Sasha?! You know I refuse to kiss anyone. Absolutely not." You stood off to the side with your arms crossed with a slight pout as your friend was setting up the table. "C'mon ____, we wont be young forever! Plus this festival brings such h