Cross Guild brain rot
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Crocodile and Mihawk have to navigate with the clown, on the clown ship, doesn't mean they don't hope at every ambush and battle they finally loose Buggy forever. But no. They always find him, not only alive, but victorious, somehow.
And now they're so used to search him after every battle, that they joke with each other?
Crocodile hear Mihawk make a joke??
And he's having fun being a pirate???
What the hell.Series
- Part 1 of Cross Guild brain rot
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Buggy doesn't have any problem sleeping in the same bed with somebody else, but whoever is so unlucky to sleep with him will wake the next day with a terrible back pain, as the clown has this annoying and involuntary sleeping habits of putting himself between the mattress and the person his sleeping with to keep his limbs from going around during the night.
Crocodile solution is easy: throw him out his bed after the fun part.
Mihawk instead propose to swaddle the clown so they can finally sleep.Ensured a conversation between just the two of them of why they find each other caring for things, you know like - urgh- emotionally functional people, as if they have a soul. The disgrace and the shame of caring and having dream and ambition, all in one conversation baby, let's go.
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- Part 2 of Cross Guild brain rot
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In a long time past there was a population favourite by the Sea, chosen to be carrier of Its will. They with their unusual appearances and their fondness for shiny things, were mistakenly labelled as Good Luck Totems and hunted down by the World Government, in order to bend the luck the population carried in their favour. It was clearly a mistake, Sea's mercy was to make its devoted population quickly depleted and died out in captivity and the memory of their existence slowly fades, just as a useless attempt of glory.
Now the Cross Guild didn't intent to discover an old Marine Base with all this useless knowledge. But they did and in an anticlimactic turn of events, Crocodile doesn't want to have nothing to do with the creepy place, his instincts never failed him and now they're screaming to leave. Mihawk is weirdly entreating as the cryptic fan he -not so- secretly is. Buggy is there, oblivious as hell, even after they found an obvious skull relics of a Luck Totem people with a deformed nasal bone...
This is a weird one, but it was fun to write.
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- Part 3 of Cross Guild brain rot
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Buggy wasn't entirely sure how he ended up in that mess.
They would have been cute too, if Buggy hadn't known that one of them was the fucking Crocodile and the other the deadly Mihawk. The latter, to be fair, maintained the same uncanny look, made worse by the fact that his eyes now seemed too big for his round and plump baby face. Crocodile at least without his scar, both arms, and a scowl that made his cheeks puff out could still be considered endearing. Hopefully. If he didn't decide to kill him, once he was back at his giant self.
"Uh," Buggy murmured feeling the urgent need to cry. "I guess I'll have to row again." He sighed, not knowing what else to say to fill the heavy silence. "My usual luck."
"Who are you?" Mini-Crocodile suddenly asked, staring at him in confusion.
"Come on, you can't forget my beautiful face."
"I certainly wouldn't have forgotten your nose, stranger."
TLDR; Crocodile and Mihawk get turned into their younger selves. Buggy suffer and get attached to the little shits. Daz Bones protect his boss and take good care of him. A bit of angst because author got a bit carried away with Mihawk, but mostly gen fic and attempt of humor.
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- Part 4 of Cross Guild brain rot