Story Extra Number Three - Tea Party
Note: I recommend you don't skip this Story Extra unless you don't want background information concerning your relationship with the Charlotte Family/Big Mom Pirates. Reader is roughly fifteen or sixteen at this point. Also, I typed this on Google Docs, so I didn't realize it would end up being 30 pages long on Quotev (I was using a very tiny font). I just had a lot of ideas, and I just really love Katakuri and Cracker.
Story Extra Summary: Your first time on Whole Cake Island was a memory few would forget.
Features: Big Mom, the Sweet Commanders, Pudding, Doflamingo, Caesar, and of course, you. Snack isn't here because he's out on a mission.
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Big Mom's dream was to unite all the races together. That was why she had her children after all. Her children knew very well that her dream was selfish, but like most children, they were fiercely loyal to their mother, doing whatever it was that their mother requested, no matter how ridiculous it was.
There was one thing that the Charlotte family's mother wanted and loved with all her heart, even more so than her dream (though many would question this love), was you.
Was it because of your love of sweets? Your power? You obedience? There was just something about you that made her just absolutely melt and gush at your cuteness. It had been like that ever since the day she had met you. Just one glance at you and it was as if some sort of magical spell had been casted upon her.
LinLin's children would have been lying if they had said that they were jealous. It was blatantly obvious as to why you, someone nonbiological to the family, would be favored by her. They, of course, wholeheartedly agreed that you were quite an interesting person. Very likeable. You were especially accepted when their strongest brother, Katakuri, had mentioned that he quite enjoyed your company after his day out with you. Heck, even the other sweet commanders had spoken very highly of you.
That had earned you even more approval than before.
If the Sweets Commanders liked you, then of course you would be accepted, especially if their mother also agreed.
For the Charlotte Family, the day that you came to Whole Cake Island with Doflamingo and Caesar was a day that they had treasured most. It was a day the Charlotte Family would never forget.
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"You look a little nervous," you spoke, eyes watching Doflamingo as he sifted through some papers in his study. You swung your legs back and forth, sitting on his mahogany desk. The summer dress that you wore adding to your cute aesthetic. Like a cute little princess.
(You don't have to wear that dress specifically)
"Do you need help with anything Doffy?"
His eyes flickered to you briefly, before going back to whatever he was skimming. "No." You frowned a bit at the short answer (which was highly unusual), deciding to look over his shoulder.
"Big Mom...?" you read aloud. That name sounded familiar. You swore that Akainu or one of the Admirals mentioned that name a few times. What exactly for, you supposed that she was a big bounty pirate, considering the fact that the few times you heard it was out of distaste.
Doflamingo sighed, figuring that it wouldn't hurt to tell you a bit of the work he's doing. It wasn't like you had anyone to blab to, not that you would, of course. That was just the kind of person you were. Setting the papers down, he took a seat in his leather chair. He patted his lap, signifying that he wanted you to sit. Jumping off his abnormally large desk, you walked up to him, plopping down on his lap.
"So who's Big Mom?" He sighed, burying his head in the crook of your neck, wrapping his arms around your smaller frame. You were like a doll to him, so precious and fragile in his arms. He could so easily snap your neck, but he would never do that.
Never. Hurting you was not on his list of to dos. You were on his list of priorities.
"One of the Yonko. I'm sure you know who they are." You nodded your head, eyes wandering to the paper on his desk. You spoke as you read the contents of the paper.
"So she's a powerful pirate like Shanks?" The paper in front of you mentioned something along the lines of something called a 'SMILE', and some other dealings. Doflamingo didn't seem to really care as you lifted up the paper to read it, too tired and anxious of going to Whole Cake Island soon. You hummed, inspecting the paper. It seemed that Big Mom needed to see Caesar along with Doflamingo. Something about a drug.
"Yes, she's a rather powerful pirate with powerful connections. I'm departing in a few hours to pay her a small visit. I'll be taking Caesar with me as well, of course." You looked at him curiously.
"Can I go too? I wanna meet Big Mom. I wanna see if she's like Whitebeard or Shanks." Now the thing Doflamingo absolutely hated about you was that he couldn't say no to your requests. You were his little princess to pamper after all. So, he was left with a decision; your happiness or risking the chance of Big Mom discovering and taking a liking to you.
Of course it was common knowledge that Big Mom liked to have a huge and diverse family. If she found out about you and your special little abilities then she would immediately want to marry you into the family so that you could bear her powerful children. She was like the female version Endeavor, but much more power hungry (also literally hungry) and with a bigger family.
Then again, maybe she won't try anything if she learns about your connections with the other yonko. Doflamingo sighed, tensing up slightly upon seeing the puppy dog eyes you were using so desperately on him.
Sometimes he thinks you aren't as innocent as you seem to be. You could be so manipulative, especially with your intellect.
"Fine, you can come." You cheered, immediately enveloping the man in a hug, to which he sighed in content at, wrapping his larger appendages around your smaller form. He chuckled a bit at your excitement. Maybe having you along wouldn't be so bad, all things considered. Except for the fact that he wasn't going to be traveling by boat, but oh well. He supposed he could always knock you out.
Standing up, you sat on Doflamingo's left arm as he walked out of his office, using his right to shut the door behind him. Your hands clutched his arm as he strided down the halls, waving occasionally to any of the Family that happened to be passing by.
After a while, Doflamingo stopped at a door, and you deduced that it was Caesar's room. Doflamingo didn't even need to knock on the door as the gas man immediately opened the door, already knowing that the man had been waiting for him. Caesar's gaze drifted from Doflamingo, to you. He raised a brow, but didn't comment on it. He didn't feel like dying just yet. Unluckily, Doflamingo had noticed his gaze, his grin turning into an amused one.
"Caesar," you heard Doflamingo speak in a low tone. It was so different from the way he would talk to you that you didn't recognize it at first.
"Joker!! We're taking off already?" If you didn't know that Doflamingo also went by Joker, you'd have probably been asking at his moment. But you did, because a few people in the underground world who had a grudge against Doflamingo had kidnapped you to try and get leverage over him, always saying 'Joker this' and 'Joker that'.
They had been so cocky, thinking that they could get away with everything that they didn't even notice the man himself standing in a corner with a frown on his face, but there was also amusement in his eyes when he saw you playing a game of poker (and winning) with your kidnappers.
Ah, but that was a story for another time.
"Yes. I presume that you finished the work I gave you earlier?" The gas man gave him a grin.
"Of course! A great scientist like me would finish it quickly!" Doflamingo was already leaving at Caesar's haughtiness. "EH Doffy! Come back!"
"Now Y/n, you never want to become a man like Caesar," the flamingo man spoke rather loudly, causing Caesar to cry out in frustration. Doflamingo chuckled a little bit, knowing how annoyed Caesar must have been feeling,
"Why not?" you wondered, sparing Caesar a glance at his dejected state.
"Because arrogance doesn't suit you, dear."
With a little more walking (and silence), the three of you made it outside. Well, you didn't really walk, as you were sitting on Doflamingo. You couldn't help but smile at the beautiful city below the plateau. It was just so beautiful. You couldn't believe that Doflamingo was fortunate enough to be the king to such a country. Speaking of Doflamingo, you looked up at him curiously.
"How are we getting there?" you asked him. A small grin played on his lips.
"We're flying." Ah. You chuckled nervously, beginning to shake a little.
You should have expected that answer, considering the fact that the two were able to 'fly'. The grip you had on Doflamingo's arm tightened, and Doflamingo frowned a bit.
"Do you need me to knock you out?" Ah, that was probably a good idea. You nodded your head a bit. "Very well. Make sure to stay still, my little princess." You squeezed your eyes shut, waiting for him to make his move.
A swift chop to the neck left you unconscious in his arms. The king moved you around a bit, adjusting you into a more comfortable position. Caesar, meanwhile, was looking very very nervous. That whole interaction just now was absolutely not normal. He was seriously never going to get used to this version of Joker that was both soft and wrong at the same time.
Who willingly lets someone knock them out? And who the fuck even suggests it in the first place?
It was so strange, and it wasn't like he had anyone to tell, especially when he was sworn to secrecy. Well, it was more of a death glare that almost caused Caesar to nearly shit his pants that made him swear, but still. At least he had Monet. Monet knew. Possibly.
"Eer, Joker. Was that necessary?" Caesar squeaked when Doflamingo's eyes fell on him.
"Concerned, Caesar?" Doflamingo chuckled. "I hope you know that though I appreciate your concern for my little princess, if I find out that you decide to act on your precious feelings for her, I will make sure to find a way to torture you slowly and still produce my SMILEs." The grin on his face was so sinister, Caesar felt himself shaking in fear at his sudden change in mood. He swallowed his saliva loudly.
It was bad enough that Doflamingo was threatening him, but it was even worse when he knew that Caesar harbored some feelings for you. That man is too damn perceptive. And far far too dangerous and cunning to his liking. Good thing the man was on his side (for the time being at least).
"Of course Joker! I would never!" Doflamingo laughed.
"I hope you keep your word, though I suppose it's a more of a 'you' situation." Doflamingo laughed sadistically, before taking off into the clouds. Caesar immediately followed suit, not wanting to give Doflamingo another reason to be punished.
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When you woke up, the first thing you saw was how beautiful the sky looked. It was a pink cotton candy color, and falling out of the sky was literal cotton candy. All around you was sweets. It was just absolutely wonderful! It was heaven! It was also your next big mistake.
You stretched your hand out, letting one of the pieces fall into your hand. It was soft and fluffy. Hesitantly taking a bite, your eyes sparkled at the delicious sweet taste. It was absolutely wonderful! Doflamingo chuckled as he watched you, walking down the streets of Whole Cake Island.
Sitting up into a more comfortable position, you looked around the island, in awe at all the wonderful homes made of cake. It was so beautiful; a fantasy that you could have never imagined in your wildest dreams. It was like Wonderland, and you were Alice. Huh, that was kind of funny, since Doflamingo was going to a tea party.
Patting Doflamingo's arm, he stopped, getting the message, placing you down on the ground so you could walk yourself. Looking to the side, you saw Caesar walking a little ways behind, looking very nervous. You paused in your tracks, causing Doflamingo to pause as well.
"Caesar? Are you okay?" The gas man jumped at the sound of your voice, feeling very hesitant in answering your question. Especially with what Doflamingo had said earlier.
"Of course I'm fine you id- Er you don't have to worry! Ahahaha..." Oof, he almost said something he was most certainly going to regret. You tilted your head.
"Are you sure? You can hold my hand if you want." You stretched out your hand. Caesar widened his eyes, glancing from Doflamingo to you. Oh dear lord, Doflamingo looked like he was going to kill Caesar if he held your hand.
But wait, Doflamingo couldn't actually kill him. He was invaluable to the man, and if something happened to him, surely you would notice and ask about him.
Yeah, now that Caesar thought about it, Doflamingo's threats seemed more miniscule than they had initially seemed. Laughing internally, he grasped your hand. He stared down at your smiling face, and you began to tug him up to Doflamingo.
"Doffy! Let's hold hands too!" You shouted, not wanting to leave the man hanging. Doflamingo, albeit irritated, thought it was nice to hold your hand. Hands now intertwined between the two men, the three of you walked down the streets, heading for the Whole Cake Chateau. Citizens of Sweet City parted for the three of you, looking slightly confused as to why you were in between such powerful people.
Who were you exactly? And why did the two men seem to be so pleased to be holding your hand?
Doflamingo was well aware of the stares that their little spectacle was garnering, but quite frankly, he didn't really care. All he really cared about was getting this meeting over with and spending time with you. Just the two of you, with no Caesar. Ah, what a day that would be.
He chuckled to himself. Mihawk was probably looking everywhere for you by now, having kidnapped you from another one of your training sessions. That shichibukai wouldn't even guess that Doflamingo had taken you to Whole Cake Island. Well, unless he asked his subordinates, but that probably wouldn't be the case.
By the time Mihawk found out that you were in Big Mom's territory you would have already been heading home. Ah, how fun it would be to see the expression on such a stoic man's face. He must be so stressed with all the bugging everyone has been doing. It was only yesterday that Shanks and Doflamingo had crashed into his place. Ah, that was a night to remember.
At this rate you probably weren't going to get any training done, but Doflamingo didn't really care. Fuck Mihawk.
Your eyes widened as you stood in front of the giant cake castle. It was massive! Four layers stacked on top of each other with little holes for windows, and on the top were gigantic candles with flames. It was so cool!! And there were even biscuit guards and little chess pieces!
The guards opened the doors, and you were in awe with the interior. Everything looked like it was made out of something edible. They eventually lead the three of you to a room, and inside you saw very extremely tall people. Heck, they were even taller than Doflamingo, and he was already tall!
You felt yourself tense a little when you felt their gazes upon you. It was a little intimidating. Well, 'a little' was probably an understatement. Four people sat at a large table from what you could see, the largest person being a lady with a pirate hat. She was probably Big Mom, you deduced.
Around the table was a sixteen foot tall man with a fuzzy looking gray scarf around his face, his arms crossed as if he were irritated.
His eyes looked cold as he stared you down, and you hesitantly gave him a little wave because, well, you didn't exactly know how to respond to that.
The other man staring at you was a purple haired dude with a grin on his face that could probably rival Doflamingo's. The ends of his hair looked like they were a firecracker or something, and you questioned how that was possible.
Wouldn't his hair be on fire? You slightly hid behind Doflamingo as his eyes bored into you with interest, hands tightening. He looked far more intimidating then the other dude.
The last one at the table you had not yet analyzed was a woman with beautiful long, wavy white hair. She was probably the least intimidating out of the four, and you noted that she was exceptionally beautiful.
In your entire life, she was probably the fifth woman you have ever seen, and only the second who was similar to you in age. Your life was mostly surrounded by men and old women.
Their eyes stared you down, scrutinizing you down to the bone. Their gaze lingered a bit on the hands you had intertwined with your own, and you could see Big Mom begin to grin.
"Ma ma ma!! And who did you bring with you today, Doflamingo?" You could feel the grip Doflamingo had on your hand tighten, but his nervousness didn't show on his face. "She must be special to you, considering that you allow her to hold your hand. I have to say, it's rather foolish of you to bring something precious to you here." Ah, you hoped you didn't get him into trouble.
"Fufufufu~ This is Y/n, rather cute isn't she? I wouldn't recommend laying a hand on her, considering the fact that she is currently the student of the World's Strongest Swordsman." Doflamingo didn't want to say it, but Mihawk's title came in handy sometimes.
The Commanders and Big Mom eyed you with interest. "Mamama! How interesting. Is she going to be joining us today? I'd like to get to know such a cute little one." Without waiting for a reply, Big Mom requested for an extra seat, having you squished between herself and that gray scarf wearing man.
By now you had released the hands of Doflamingo and Caesar, walking timidly up to the table that towered above you by several feet.
"Katakuri, why don't you help our cute little guest?" You looked up at the scarf wearing man, seeing his gaze on you now. Ah, he must be Katakuri.
"Yes, Mama."
"Ah, it's okay! I think I can get up myself. I wouldn't want to bother you to do something so simple." Independence was important after all. Staring at the very large chair that was probably sixteen feet tall, with another chair placed on top so that you could actually sit. It was so high up... You hoped you weren't going to fall off and have your powers fail you or something.
Breathing in deeply. You let your eyes glow a pale gray, feeling the air on your fingertips. Closing your eyes, you snapped them open propelling you upwards in a blink of an eye. Suddenly several feet over the chair, feeling their gazes on you. With a sigh, you let yourself float gracefully down onto the chair, your eyes transitioning back to a E/c.
"Ma ma ma! What an impressive display of power!" Big Mom spoke beside you, smiling. "And what Devil Fruit was that?"
Oh right. You forgot. Sparing Doflamingo a glance, he looked a little bothered, but gestured to you to continue anyway.
He didn't want you to reveal that information, but Big Mom must be something for him to tell you to go with the truth. You looked up at Big Mom shyly, to which she internally melted at.
"I don't have a Devil Fruit." It was silent for a moment.
"Interesting, so you don't have one you say?" The man with the lit hair (haha get it?) spoke with interest, his eyes on you. "So what gives you those powers then?" You nervously twiddled your fingers.
"I was born with them." It took a moment to register in their heads, but Big Mom suddenly laughed.
"What an interesting little girl you are. Born with powers like yours? Now that is something unheard of. Where were you born?" she asked.
"I was found in the sea beside Marine Ford."
"So you're a marine then?" You shook your head, looking thoughtfully at the ceiling. "I'm not a marine anymore. I want to be a pirate. I made a promise after all, and most of my friends are pirates. I want to be with my friends."
The Sweet Commanders perked up when you mentioned that most of your friends were pirates. If they weren't closely paying attention before, they certainly were now, especially when it seemed as though their mother had taken a very big interest in you. Well, who wouldn't? A former marine, interesting background, student to a renowned shichibukai; everything about you screamed power and influence.
"And who exactly are these, 'friends' of yours?" You looked up at Big Mom with sparkling eyes, and the Charlottes had to do a double take. That was not a look someone gave Linlin. Usually it would be looks of fear or hatred, not happiness or joy. What the fuck was wrong with this child.
"They're all amazing people! And super strong too!!" Your formality had been immediately chucked out the window as you gushed about your friends. "Doffy and Caesar are two of my friends. They're really great people!"
The Charlotte children sweat dropped. You clearly didn't know them well enough if you thought of them as great people. Either that, or they showed you a level of kindness they don't show anyone else, and considering the fact that you were seen holding their hands, that was probably the case.
During this conversation of yours between Big Mom, everyone had been quiet, listening in and learning about you. It was quite obvious Big Mom was trying to get information out of you, and you made it quite easy. They couldn't tell if you were doing it on purpose or because you were just a too trusting person, especially when Doflamingo looked amused by your behavior. He wasn't as tense as before, but slightly more relaxed, and that was a cause of concern.
"Oh? And who would be your powerfullest 'friend'?" You thought to yourself for a moment, furrowing your brows together in a way that made the people in the room internally think for a second that it was cute. Minus Doflamingo and Caesar. They always thought you were cute, even if Caesar wouldn't admit it.
"Ah, I can only think of four." Four? The words echoed in the room of silence. What four people did you know that you deemed powerful? Considering that Doflamingo was one of your friends, that meant that you knew other people on his level. The amount of respect the Charlottes had for you was increasing. You had to be a powerful person yourself to know such people.
"Mamama!! Four? That's quite a lot. Why don't you tell us these four people?" You shrugged your shoulders, not really caring if Big Mom found out or not. You kind of knew she was pulling information out of you, you weren't that stupid. So most of the information you told her was what you told everybody.
Most of it was at least.
You put a hand to your chin. "Well, there's Kai-chan, Shanks, Whitebeard...oh yeah and you!"
Caesar spat out the drink he was sipping on, spraying it at Katakuri who was opposite of him. Lucky for Katakuri, he saw this coming and had his mochi block it. Regarding Caesar rather coldly (to which Cracker was laughing slightly at the expression on Caesar's face), he turned back to stare down at you in interest.
So you knew the other yonkos, including Red-Haired Shanks, a person even their mother wouldn't mess with, and was even bold enough to declare that Big Mom was your friend now? You were certainly arrogant or you were naive. It was possible that you had been lying about that last part, and was trying to get a rise out of his mother, but what motive would you have for doing so?
"It's okay if I called you my friend, right?" You were basically radiating light now as you stared up at Linlin with the softest expression ever. Big Mom had gone quiet, the shadows covering her face from view until she finally spoke.
"Friends?" Doflamingo didn't look very concerned at the dark tone in the woman's voice, to the Commander's confusion. "You have the arrogance to call us friends?"
"Yup." Big Mom laughed.
"We're not friends, little one." You tilted your head to the side, looking up at Big Mom. Katakuri, stiffened when he saw the future. Oh dear lord. He averted his eyes, something his siblings noticed.
"Then what are we then?" The smile on your face was a knowing smile, and Caesar was internally freaking out at how you dared to challenge and talk back to a yonko. Granted, he knew you knew the other yonko, but this was Big Mom. Nobody messes with her, not even people meeting her for the first time.
"We're.... FAMILY! And you shall be an honorary Charlotte!" You grinned as the woman exclaimed those very words, causing everyone else (minus Doflamingo and Katakuri) to choke on air.
"What?!" Cracker exclaimed. How? Why? He snapped his eyes onto Katakuri. Is this seriously the future he foresaw? What the heck?! How did you suddenly get onto his mother's good side with all the challenges and shit you were throwing at her (not literally of course).
"Do you have a problem with that, Cracker?"
"Nope! Not a problem!" Cracker laughed (nervously), gazing at Doflamingo who had a shit eating grin on his face. They were going to have a talk later about this. Clearly the man knew this was going to happen. "I just wondered if you were going to have her marry into the family," he said, speaking what was on everyone's minds.
Big Mom turned to stare down at you. "Hmm... What do you think, dear?" The commanders blinked. Dear? God damn it, why were you suddenly getting special treatment that they didn't get. This was so confusing, where was their mother? What have you done to her?
"Do I have to?"
"No."
"Then I don't want to." Big Mom smiled down at you sweetly. "Then you don't have to." Caesar's soul left his body. How the fuck. What kind of shit was he watching? He swore you were going to die! And Big Mom being sweet and not punishing someone for saying no?! He didn't do all those things and Big Mom still got slightly irritated by him!
You jumped up, giving the woman a big hug. "Yay! I have a new friend!" Doflamingo looked like he was having the time of his life seeing all these reactions coming out of such renowned people. He sipped on his champagne for a bit.
"Oh, can I ask you for a favor though?" And know you had the audacity to be asking favors. Just wow you were full of surprises. "I promise it's not that big of a deal. I just want a tour of Toto Land. I really really really like sweets, and this place is so cool!!"
If you weren't already in Big Mom's good books, you certainly were now.
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"Sorry for making you guys give me a tour," you spoke apologetically, sitting on Katakuri's shoulder because everybody else was too tall and you couldn't keep up with them. Your hands gripped onto his scarf slightly as you looked over at Cracker who was now in his lovely armor.
"No need to worry, Mama would have requested we give you one either way," Katakuri said, stopping at a small meadow on a chocolate island. You frowned.
"But still, you guys must be really busy." Cracker laughed at your words, causing you to turn to him with confused eyes.
"Man, you really are interesting, aren't you princess?" He plucked you off Katakuri's shoulder, dangling you in the air. To his amusement, you started to panic, breathing becoming heavy. "Haha, and here I thought you were tough- Oh are you crying?" Oh dear, he didn't mean to make you cry. Katakuri gave him a glare, picking you back up and settling on his shoulders once more.
"Cracker, apologise." The sternness in his voice caused him to stiffen. He did not want to get beaten up by pissed off Katakuri.
"Tch, fine. Sorry." He spat those words out distastefully. You wiped the tears from your face, smiling at him as if nothing happened. Smoothie watched the scene with an amused expression on her face.
"It's okay, it was kind of my fault.. I don't really like heights, and you guys are tall people..." You trailed off. Cracker made a face under his armor.
And yet you decided to sit on the shoulders of the tallest one here.
Cracker decided to keep his thoughts to himself. He already got on Katakuri's bad side (kinda), and Mama would kill him if she found out about this through the- THE HOMIES.
Looking down at the ground, he glared at all the fucking flowers with their creepy ass faces, silently threatening to stomp their faces off. Smoothie sighed at her brother's actions, looking over at you who seemed to have calmed down a bit. You seemed to like Katakuri the best out of the three of them, and Cracker the least, which was kind of strange, seeing as that most people would have Katakuri at the bottom of their list.
She watched you as you made small talk with her older brother, who looked at peace with you. He had settled down on the ground with you on his thigh, listening to you rambling about sweets. You mentioned something along the lines of mochi, and the man suddenly demonstrated his Devil Fruit, and Smoothie could see the absolute awe in your eyes.
You were so easily amused, Smoothie could see why her mother had taken an interest in you. Sure Big Mom was interested in the big names you knew and your power, but it was probably the kindness and the innocence in your eyes that made her like you. The way you looked at Big Mom without caring about who she was, and for acting so natural around her-
Smoothie watched with perceptive eyes as she saw Katakuri's give you a closed eyed smile.
It was your friendliness that drew people to you, opening hearts open unknowingly with ease. That power itself was a beautiful and dangerous thing.
"Cracker! You can make food too?!" you exclaimed after Katakuri had told you about other people in the family who could make food with their devil fruits. It was mostly because he saw that you were especially interested in sweets, and that he knew it wasn't like you were going to do anything with that information (until the Whole Cake Island Arc).
Your voice caused Cracker to stop threatening the Homies, grinning at you. Ah yes, finally you say something worth his time. "You wanna see?" The man felt himself smile at your eager yes, and the sparkles around your eyes. It was hard to believe that you were trying to be a pirate, that was for sure.
Stepping up to you in his armor, he was about to demonstrate when you felt the urge to sneeze.
"Acho!"
The sneeze that came out held so much power that it caused Cracker and Smoothie's eyes to widen. Now, it wasn't like it was loud or anything, it was actually small and quite cute if the trio had to say so themselves. No, it was the power that came out of the sneeze that was eye opening.
Katakuri made no reaction (having already seen the future) as wind immediately rushed out at Cracker at insane speeds that he barely had enough time to send up his biscuit shield. The sheer force of your sneeze sent armor flying a couple feet, as the commander had dug his feet into the ground to prevent him from going any further. As if Cracker had seemed fine, his armor immediately started to crumble so finely that it was almost like sand at his feet. He stood there for a moment, too shook at what had just happened.
Smoothie raised a brow. His armor was so easily destroyed by your sneeze?
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" you shouted, appearing before Cracker in a blink of an eye. The other two raised a brow when flowers and four leaf clovers sprung out of the ground from around the area you stood in. That definitely was not normal.
"Are you okay? Oh no, you're bleeding!" You were panicking now, staring at the cut on his cheek worriedly. "I-I can fix it hold on."
You jumped up so that you were sitting on his shoulder, your palms started to glow a golden hue. Cracker still hadn't said anything as you did so, and you gave him a worried look. Placing a hand on his cheek, you let the golden spread along his skin, the blood crawling back up his cheek and into the cut. Removing your hand, you placed it down on the shoulder you were sitting on.
"Are you okay? I didn't mean to hurt you."
It was just a tiny cut on his cheek. Katakuri and Smoothie thought.
Cracker's eyes flickered over to you, and he slowly turned his head to look at you, the stinging pain beginning to subdue into nothingness. It was hard to believe something like that was an accident. Just what kind of powers did you possess? Wind, earth (he saw the flowers on the ground), healing, and swordsmanship- that was just so fucking overpowered.
A grin developed onto his face. Oh yeah, you were strong alright. He never would have guessed that an innocent looking girl would be able to take down his armor so easily. Just what would the outcome be if he sent thousands of his biscuit warriors at you? You probably would decimate them all easily. No, actually you'd probably wouldn't consider your personality.
He originally thought that you were going to be some weak ass girl that won over people with innocence (which you were), but here seeing the sheer power that you accidentally released was so... it just made him realize that there would always be people stronger than himself. Well, he didn't know if you were stronger than him, but you were probably close.
"Fight me," those words left his lips before he could even stop himself. You blinked in confusion, opening your mouth to speak when Katakuri beat you to it.
"Cracker." There was a warning tone in his voice. He sighed.
"Nevermind," Cracker spoke, waving his hand dismissively, changing the subject. "I'm rather surprised that a sneeze like that came out of your mouth, princess. You certainly have some interesting skills. And here I thought you'd be all pampered and weak." You gave him a sheepish smile.
"I get that a lot. I think it's because of my personality."
You think? Cracker smiled, eyebrow twitching. It was definitely your personality.
"So can you show me your Devil Fruit?" you asked quickly, eyes sparkling. Huh, people usually thought having food Devil Fruits were stupid and useless. You truly were a strange girl.
"Damn right it's going to be cool." Still on his shoulder, you watched attentively as he clapped his hands together in a rhythm. Small grains of biscuits began to form in the air around the two of you, before clumping together to form actual biscuits. It was so interesting to watch.
Cracker looked over at you, mildly surprised that you were actually intrigued by his Devil Fruit ability and not faking it. The expression made it seem as though what you were witnessing was the coolest thing you've ever seen in your entire life. It caused him to chuckle a bit. You were so naive and child-like, so easily amused. Though innocence was a rather terrible trait to have, it was that very same trait that helped you gain the favor of his mother.
Maybe it was that same trait that caused his mind to blank and let such thoughtful words out of his mouth. No, it had to be because of the fact that he was under Mama's orders and act hospitable towards you. But then again, he probably would have done it again if he saw that happy face of yours.
"Ah, princess, do you have a favorite animal?" You thought to yourself for a brief moment.
"How about a unicorn?" He quirked a brow, shrugging his shoulders.
"Not an animal, but it works." Clapping his hands together again, the biscuits began to take the shape of a 3D unicorn. When he was done, let it settle onto the ground, and you gasped when it blinked.
"Woah! That's so cool!!" you squealed. Katakuri scoffed to himself, seeing that the mane looked a little weird, he stood up walking towards the two of you, much to Smoothie's amusement.
"It is, isn't it? I'm a true artisan," he flattered himself, grinning at your happy face.
"Cracker, you messed up the mane." Cracker made a face, eyes moving towards the unicorn's mane. What did he do wrong- oh. Was it because he didn't make it look realistic enough? Since when did Katakuri care?
Since now, duh.
Approaching the unicorn, Katakuri used his devil fruit powers to make the mane look a little more realistic, giving it a softer appearance, with the color of pale pink. You were jumping up and down in excitement now. Cracker had to admit, Katakuri was a bit of an artisan himself. Looking down at you, he smirked in amusement.
"Cool isn't it?" He patted the unicorn's back a bit. He must have patted it too hard because it spat out red onto your face.
"Uh..." Well that wasn't supposed to happen. Opening your eyes, you licked your lips, tasting jam. Wiping your face with your hands now, you saw that it was red, probably strawberry jam.
You weren't going to get like, scarred or something like that, right? If you did, Cracker was going to be in serious trouble.
A smile suddenly spread across your face. "Wow, is that supposed to be blood? It tastes delicious!" The trio deadpanned as you licked the jam off your hand. Well, at least Cracker wasn't going to be punished, that was for sure.
"Of course it's delicious, I made it," he grinned, feeling very satisfied by your compliment. You looked up at the unicorn in awe.
"Can I eat the biscuits? Ah, I bet they'll taste delicious!!" Your mouth watered, and the biscuit unicorn looked slightly uncomfortable. Cracker chuckled a bit, not really sure if he should tell you that you won't be able to eat them because it would be too hard. Ah, he probably should.
"Ah... About that..." You looked up at him questioningly.
"They're too hard for you to eat." You blinked, feeling disappointment wash over you. You pouted a bit.
"Oh." Brightening up, you gave him your best smile. "That's alright." There was something in your expression that made him feel disappointed in himself as you patted the unicorn with a grin. He watched you as an expression of realization came upon you as you realized that you didn't know Smoothie's Devil Fruit yet. You turned towards said woman with a big smile.
"Smoothie! What can your Devil Fruit do?" Smoothie's eyes flickered to you and your jam covered face. Oh dear, someone get this girl a napkin.
"Do you need a napkin, perhaps?" she asked you. You shook your head, snapping your fingers (and if you can't, you have disappointed me). The jam immediately floated off your face, coming together like liquid in the air. Opening your mouth, the jam floated into your mouth.
The three watched you with blank faces. Oh. Well that solved the problem. So now you could control semi solids too? That was.. uh, cool?
You looked over at Smoothie. "So what can your Devil Fruit do?" Getting over the shock of you demonstrating another one of your fascinatingly weird powers (or the weird way you use them, though not that they could really judge considering their own powers), Smoothie answered your question.
"I can make juice out of anything." Her voice was monotone as she demonstrated this by grabbing a large branch and a cup from out of nowhere. Twisting the branch as though she was wringing a towel liquid seeped out into the cup, and your eyes sparkled. Handing you it gently, you grabbed it with ease, despite the obvious size difference. It was probably a couple inches smaller than yourself.
You looked up at her hesitantly. "I can drink it?"
"You may." Not wasting anytime, you tipped it down your mouth, eyes widening at the delicious taste that hit your taste buds. "Wow.. It's so good!" You turned to look up at the lady, and she stiffened at the absolute happiness and pleasure radiating from you. "You said you can make it out of anything? That must be so useful!"
Huh, nobody ever told her that it was useful before.
"Say, does that mean you can turn that unicorn biscuit that Cracker made into juice too?" Cracker stiffened as did the unicorn, eyes wide. Smoothie looked at the unicorn with a small smile that could only be amusement.
"Yes I can. Would you like me to demonstrate?"
"Oi oi, don't think I'm going to let you destroy my beautiful masterpiece!" Cracker said, protecting the unicorn. You laughed at him, causing his face to flush a bit pink.
"Just wondering, do you think the juice is going to be red?"
"And here I thought you were supposed to be innocent, not morbid." You gave him a grin, patting the unicorn biscuit reassuringly. It leaned into your touch, much to Cracker's surprise.
"I was just curious," you giggled. "Especially when it spat out jam. I didn't know you could make it do that. That's pretty cool." Cracker scoffed.
"Cool? It's amazing. I'm a rather-"
"-Incredible artisan?" you finished with a coy smile. He blinked, staring at you, before grinning, very obviously pleased that you understood him.
"You got it." He laughed, ruffling your hair. "You know, you're not that bad. I can see why Mama likes you." You were just a tad bit too innocent, but that was okay. The Charlotte Family would protect you, whether it would be under Mama's orders or not.
You took a small gulp of juice whilst staring at Cracker. Huh, could you maybe...? Well, you wouldn't know if you didn't ask.
"Cracker?"
"What?" You took another sip of juice from the large glass.
"Can you make me some of your biscuits?" Cracker looked confused for a moment. Who wouldn't? What exactly were you going to do with it? Were you going to try and eat it when I told you that you couldn't? You couldn't be that stupid, could you? Shrugging it off, he clapped his hands together, making you some biscuits.
The biscuits fell onto a huge heap on the ground beside you, and you began to test your theory.
"Thanks!" you said as you picked up the large biscuit, roughly the same size as you, and easily snapped it in half. The commanders watched you as you dipped the biscuit into the cup of juice that Smoothie made for you before taking a bite. Your eyes sparkled at the amazing taste.
The three of them looked at you with a deadpan expression. Well that was one way to get what you wanted. Actually, it was pretty intuitive, but this before them just proved how smart you were when it came to things that you wanted. And how weak Cracker's biscuits were to liquids.
You munched on the biscuit drenched in juice happily, peaking over at the three who had been silently watching you.
"Cracker, have you ever tried to eat your own biscuits?" He raised a brow.
"What?"
Actually, he never thought about that. He should try eating one of his own biscuits sometime if you were going on and on about how delicious they were. He grinned to himself. He was a true artisan.
None of them questioned the fact that you were literally able to eat foods the size of yourself easily, the foods disappearing into nothingness.
Once you finished the biscuits, you turned to Katakuri, craving some mochi. "Can I have more mochi?" He nodded his head, sitting back down, obviously wanting you to sit on his lap again.
"You may." Eagerly, you zoomed right up to him, creating a strong wind that whipped at his scarf. And by strong, it was very powerful. Enough to blow it right off. You made an 'o' face as you watched the scarf fly off. Eyes widening, you jumped up to grab it.
"Ahh!! Sorry! I didn't mean to blow it off!" You bowed your head in apology. Looking back up, you saw a very uncomfortable Katakuri, his head tilted away from you. Holding onto his scarf, you tilted your head. "Uh, what's wrong?"
Cracker and Smoothie had stiffened from behind you, but you couldn't see them and as a consequence, did not know that they had. Katakuri's eyes were still focused elsewhere as he spoke to you.
"Do you really not find me ugly?" You furrowed your brows.
"What do you mean? I don't see anything that's wrong with you." His eyes flickered to you for a second. It was weird hearing that in person, despite knowing the future. He could have easily grabbed his scarf back, and yet he didn't. Maybe it was because he just wanted to make sure that whatever he saw was true, that maybe you were someone who would really accept him for who he was, what he was. Gaining a little bit of confidence from that, he found the courage to show you his full face, much to the surprise of his younger siblings.
You were still confused.
"I still don't know what you're talking about." Katakuri sighed, pointing to his mouth. That was when you realized it.
"Oh. You meant your mouth?" He looked away, refusing to meet your gaze. "I don't see what's wrong with your mouth. I kind of think it's cute. Can you smile for me?" You put your fingers to your cheeks, pulling them apart and showing your teeth as a demonstration.
He stilled for a moment, before giving you a sheepish smile.
You were quiet. A bit too quiet to the sibling's liking, staring up at Katakuri with wide eyes. What was going on inside your head?
All of a sudden, Katakuri's face turned scarlet, leading Cracker and Smoothie to wonder what exactly he saw. Well, they were about to find out, seeing that you had finally started to speak again.
"AHHHHH That was so cute!!" Your eyes were sparkling now, staring at the man in awe. Cracker and Smoothie froze. That was not a normal reaction. Also, now that they thought about it, why didn't their brother stop this from happening himself? He was plenty capable. Did he want to confirm what he saw in the future was true?
"Can I touch your face?" you asked, arm reaching out a bit.
That was also not a normal reaction.
Katakuri grabbed your wrist, holding it in place, before slowly guiding it to himself. You squealed as you traced his jawline and his beautiful features. His eyes were trained on you, mindful of your actions, those same actions causing a blush on his face. There was no hate or look of disgust in your eyes. And just when he thought you were already likeable enough, you gave him a reason to enjoy your company even more.
Cracker and Smoothie, meanwhile, were in shock. You- how- IMPOSSIBLE!! WHERE WAS HIS BROTHER AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO HIM?! Well, actually, they probably should have known this to be the outcome, considering what transpired with their mother, but still!!
Placing your hand back down on your lap, you looked around, making sure that there was nobody in sight, and began wrapping the scarf back around his neck (with the help of your wind powers of course). You looked over at Smoothie and Cracker, beckoning with your hands to join the two of you.
They did of course, but now with the thought of knowing that there was something really special about you. Smoothie handed you back the drink she made you (inwardly reminding herself to not tell you that she wrung out humans), giving you a soft smile.
Her mother was right to have you join the family. You were going to fit right in with them.
You flickered your eyes to the trio who were smiling at you in respect, taking a sip from the abnormally large cup. "Can we continue with the tour now? Doffy said that there's a place filled with Gelato."
And so they continued on with the tour, happy to be of service to you.
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You chatted with the Sweet Commanders, laughing a bit at Cracker as you sat on Katakuri's shoulder. The three of them walked down the halls of Whole Cake Chateau, having (somehow) given you a whole tour of Totto Land. They showed you the islands they governed and even allowed you to look around the islands.
It was totally worth seeing that awe expression on your face. You were such a child, but they supposed that was one of the charming features about you.
During the trip, you learned a lot about themselves too. Apparently there was another Sweet Commander named Snack, but he was busy out on a mission, which was why he wasn't there for the meeting earlier.
"I have a question, why are you guys so tall?" Cracker looked at you in amusement.
"I think a better question would be, 'why are you so short', princess." You made a face. You were a perfectly normal height for a human being, thank you very much. Instead of answering him, you decided to ask him a question that had been on your mind for quite a while.
"Why is your hair on fire? Is it supposed to be a fire-cracker because your name is Cracker?" It was silent for a moment as a deep red blush appeared on Cracker's face.
"Damn woman, of course not!"
"Yes," Katakuri spoke, causing Cracker to scowl at him. Smoothie chuckled a little.
"Cracker is just embarrassed to say that it looks rather stupid, don't worry about him," she spoke to you, a small smile on her face. You nodded your head.
"Oh, I guess that makes sense."
"HEY!" Laughing, you stiffened when all of a sudden you felt an agonizing migraine that left you in a daze, and you would have fell off Katakuri's shoulder had he not caught you. You gritted your teeth, knowing exactly what was causing your migraine.
Eyes closed tight, you braced yourself for the images of the future.
It looked to be some time in Whole Cake Island, probably four years or so into the future, and you could see a blond haired man ahead of you, along with a cute girl with light brown hair in pigtails. She was smiling so brightly, but....
Opening your eyes, you found Cracker, Katakuri, and Smoothie staring at you in worry. Rubbing your head, you sat up from Katakuri's palms, looking at them rather sheepishly. "Sorry, I kind of had a vision. I think it's something that will happen here about four years from now."
A vision? Did you mean you saw the future? Katakuri couldn't help but wonder if you had an ability similar to his own.
"Eh? So you can see into the future?" Cracker asked. Just how many abilities did you have? He couldn't help but be moderately impressed. If it wasn't for the thought of knowing that he would get killed initiating a battle with you, he would have wanted to test your strength. Katakuri placed you back on his shoulder, making sure that you were secure.
"Yeah I-" You froze, feeling a different gaze upon you. You turned your head to glare at the newcomer, very obviously not liking them at all. "I don't like you." The words that spilled from your mouth caused the trio to raise their eyebrows, not expecting you to say that, especially to one of their siblings.
Pudding looked up at you in confusion, a very distraught look on her face. She looked like she was at the brink of tears. "I-I what? But we haven't met yet." She was confused, why did you look at her with such animosity? Everybody loved her persona. So why not you?
"There's hatred in you." Pudding felt her heart stop. You could see through her so easily when such strong people could not?! Impossible! "You looked at me in frustration for a brief moment when I told you that I didn't like you."
The girl was stunned. How damn perceptive were you? This was insane! And you weren't even using haki! Your gaze was trained on Pudding as she stared at you, very obviously stunned by your accusations.
"But that's not why I don't like you."
Then what was? The four Charlottes wondered.
"T-Then why?" Pudding asked, sniffling a bit, still desperately trying to hold onto her persona. You tilted your head in a mock confused matter.
"Why?" you echoed. You hummed, swinging your legs a bit on Katakuri's shoulder. "I think you know the answer to that one," you spoke, smiling innocently, but the reaction you garnered was the complete opposite of reassurance. It sent shivers down Pudding's spine; it made the commanders uncomfortable.
There was something very wrong hearing such threatening words in such an innocent tone. No, it was wrong hearing them come out of your mouth.
Suddenly, a yawn left your lips, and you snuggled up a little closer to Katakuri's head. "I'm tired," you mumbled, completely forgetting about Pudding. "Let's go to bed."
'... Let's...?' Did you seriously forget about Pudding?
Cracker laughed. Just wow. Picking you up from Katakuri's shoulder, this time being mindful as to not make you cry, he held you in his arms. "Princess, did you really forget about Pudding so soon?" You looked confused for a moment, before widening your eyes.
Oh right.
Looking a bit more awake now, you looked over at Pudding, a big smile on your face. "You're Pudding right? Let's be friends!"
The Charlottes are beginning to wonder if you have a personality disorder.
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"Well? Are you ready to go, my little princess?" Doflamingo asked, standing beside the door. You smiled at him.
"Yup, let me say bye to my friends first, though." You waved at the commanders. "Bye!! I'll make sure to visit again! Oh yeah, and call me!!" Katakuri nodded at you.
"Until we meet again," he spoke.
"Bye princess, don't get yourself kidnapped."
"Goodbye Y/n." Pudding smiled at you, waving as though she were a princess.
"Bye Y/n! Come visit soon!" You grinned at her, forgetting that you ever held animosity towards her as you answered an "I will!"
Caesar was probably more confused about you than he ever was, and the day that you fell through his laboratory was a confusing day indeed. Just earlier that day he thought you were going to get killed by the Commanders, but no, somehow you got on their good side. Heck, you even got on Katakuri's good side and that just wasn't done, especially to an outsider! Ugh, you're making everyone fall for you left to right.
He was a bit ashamed to say that he was one of them.
Doflamingo, on the other hand, was extremely proud of you. Not only did you manage to get on Big Mom's good side, but get the Sweet Commanders (minus Snack) to favor you as well! Well, he kind of knew it would happen, especially with how interesting you were and that you were constantly befriending people.
Kidnappers, pirates, it didn't really matter. One word spoken from your lips and they were under your spell.
Picking you up with ease, him, Caesar, and you flew into the air, clinging onto Doflamingo for dear life. The commanders watched as your form began to disappear into a small speck, becoming rather disappointed that you left.
Katakuri's eyes flickered to Pudding, who stood silently staring at your retreating form. Ah yes, and you somehow left a lasting impression on Pudding from your... interesting personality. Sure, it was rather concerning to know that you actually made friends with Pudding (whether Pudding was faking it or not, that was up for debate), but maybe it was a good thing.
The three commanders sighed in unison.
They were already so used to your presence that your absence was extremely noticeable. At least you had given them each a transponder snail that looked like you (they thought it was adorable) to communicate to you with. But what were they going to do now? Follow their Mother's orders? They sighed again, missing you terribly.
Please come back soon.
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Bonus:
"Where did you get all that?" Your body jumped, and you snapped your head to look at your Master with wide eyes, slowly shoving the donut into your mouth.
"Uh... Totto Land?" You watched as Mihawk's face morphed into one of confusion and shock.
"Did you steal it?" You furrowed your brows. Why would you steal? That was wrong. Seeing the look on your face, Mihawk felt that there was something wrong. Walking up to you, he plucked the donut out of your mouth.
"I'm confisticating all of your baked goods." Your eyes widened.
"Why? I got them from my new friends though!" you whined.
New friends...? Oh fuck no. Mihawk pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Did they happen to be the sweet commanders?" You eagerly nodded your head, eating another donut in the huge pile of sweets that was on the dining room table. It stretched from one end to the other, stacked up at a little over a foot high.
You were definitely going to get sick.
"Yup! They were so nice! Oh yeah, and I'm an honorary Charlotte now." You didn't notice the blank look on Mihawk's face.
"I'm still confisticating your sweets."
"What?!"
"You heard me," Mihawk said. "We've missed several training sessions, and I feel that you should not be allowed to be eating all this... sugar." It was mostly for health concerns, but yes, that was also true.
"..." You gave him the puppy dog eyes.
"Please? I'll make sure to train with you if I get to have all the sweets." He watched with an unamused expression as you sipped some juice out of a tea cup.
"No."
Health was always first obviously.
"I'm telling Shanks."
"...Fine." You grinned triumphantly, and began cheering.
"Yay!"
"But we're training especially hard to get all that fat and sugar out." The expression on your face dimmed.
Maybe this wasn't a very good idea after all.
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Author's Note:
Oh my gosh, I totally butchered everyone's personalities. Oh yeah, and I pulled the classic 'Katakuri's scarf came off' because I have absolutely no imagination. Oh yeah, and guess who figured out how to put gifs and pictures.