Chapter 47
“Come on girl, don’t be like that.” Wynn whistled lowly at the girl in front of him, she looks like a living clown do, dressed in a Cerulean colored leotard that had White ruffles at the hips, one her right leg red and white striped hip length sock, and in her right a pink and red thigh high sock, and on top of the socks she has yellow ankle socks in with yellow ruffles on the socks. In his right foot she has on a yellow platform heel and on her left foot. She has a blue platform heel. Her platform heels are 8 inches tall so taking her from probably 4 ‘11 to 5 ‘7. She has on short red puff sleeves that aren’t attached to anything, fingerless, red and black striped gloves that go all the way to the puff sleeves, a small ruff around her neck, with a yellow bow tied around the ruff and the yellow bow has a blue sapphire gem right in the middle. How long curly hair is held up into two pigtails by two yellow ribbons tied into bows. And of course, really really really really really cute clown make up.
And she was holding something that he raised his eyebrow at. It looked like a human mixed with a Mink, it? He was tiny, like she was holding him with one arm tiny, he had tan skin, grayish-white-light brown fur around his head and neck like a lion's mane, wolf ears, sharp teeth, and a shaggy little wolf tail. The creature's golden brown eyes looked at him with innocence and curiosity, wagging its tail. It was a peculiar sight, but Wynn had seen weirder things in his short time as a Marine.
“Hey, isn’t this one of the kids on the Roger pirate?” Howard asked tentatively, “didn’t our higher up say not to fuck the kids of the Roger Pirates?” He took a step back, his hand hovering over the handle of his sword.
“Come on, Howard,” Miller nudged him with his elbow. “I’m sure the king of the Pirates won’t miss a little thing like this for too long, we can have our fun and then she can go back to playing with the big boys.”
And that had the little Human? Mink? thing-boy demeanor instantly changing. He started growling snapping and barring his teeth at the marines.
James raised an eyebrow at the Human? Mink? thing-boy, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well, well, looks like someone's found themselves a little protector," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. The creature, named Mohji, only grew more agitated, his growls turning into fierce snarls.
“Why don’t you come with us for a little while, and we can show you a good time, Hmm?” Wynn leered at the clown-like girl, his intentions anything but innocent.
The girl, Buggy, watched the 4 Marines with an neutral express. They have been following her and Mhoji for the past hour, maybe an hour and a half and now they have cornered her up against some building. She opened her mouth, but then paused, seemingly deciding not to, before taking a deep breath and screeching at the top of her lung. “DADDY! THERE’S SOME MARINES TRYING TO TOUCH AND PERV ON ME! ASKING HE TO COME WITH THEM! SAYING YOU WON’T MISS ME OR CARE IF I WENT MISSING!”
Her voice echoed through the streets, so loud and clear that it seemed to stop time itself. The Marines looked at each other in shock, realizing their mistake. They had heard stories of the Roger Pirates' fierce loyalty and protectiveness over their own, especially when it came to the young ones. But the fear didn’t set in until they heard the thundering footsteps getting closer and closer, and the air around them grew thick with a palpable sense of dread.
And Roger himself appeared around the corner, his hand gripping the side of the building enough to make it crack and he looked like the devil himself had come to claim their souls. His eyes were wide and his teeth were bared, the fiercest expression the rookies had ever seen on a man.
Buggy eyes the 4 Marines before scurrying over to Roger like he doesn’t look like he’s about to rip them to shreds. “Daddy, those weirdos are trying to perv on me! Saying they wanna take me away and a whole bunch of other inappropriate shit!”
Roger's gaze snaps to the Marines, his expression turning colder than the touch of death. "You think you can lay a finger on my little princess?" His voice boomed through the alley, sending a chill down their spines. He takes a step forward, each one more menacing than the last.
Wynn's cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment and fear. "W-we didn't mean any harm, Captain Roger," he stammers, his hand shaking as it moves away from his sword. "We were just..."
"Just what?" Roger's voice cuts through the air like a knife, his grip on the building tightening until it looks like it might crumble beneath his hand. "Just playing around with my daughter?" He takes another step closer, his eyes narrowing into slits.
Howard swallows hard, his throat dry. "W-we were just teasing, Captain Roger! We didn't know she was your daughter!"
Miller and James exchange a nervous glance, their confidence slipping away as quickly as sand through their fingers. They hadn't anticipated this kind of reaction from the legendary pirate. The tension in the air was so thick it could be cut with a knife.