Caesar Clown ♡ One Shots ♡

Experiment

*Originally Published March 11th, 2014*

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The sharp metallic sound of the floor echoed through the halls as you made your way through the laboratory on Punk Hazard, holding a test tube with a drug sample in it on your way to Caesar's room. It made you feel overjoyed to be working so closely with him, unlike the others. Humming a small tune of happiness, you punched in a code and opened the door, stepping inside the spacious room usually being used to relax in or discuss other matters.

"Caesar! I'm back with the results!" You called, voice reverberating from the steel walls back at you.

Oddly enough, no one answered back. The room was completely empty. Not even Monet sat on the side bar, reading as she usually did. Curiously, you roamed around the room, swirling the test tubes contents, conflicting the blue and purple colours within. Squeezing its cork in further, you glanced to the side and noticed the door to his lab where he constantly mixed different chemicals and gases together. It was ever so slightly cracked open. Turning yourself towards it, you approached the door and peered inside, pushing it open a little more. Surprisingly, no one was in there either.

"Helloooo~?" You called, stepping inside.

The room was seemingly busy without Caesar's presence. Different flasks and test tubes were bubbling and mixing themselves, some being heated over a burner. Not a single person was in the vicinity, unless you count flasks of chemicals as beings.

Huffing to yourself, you stepped up to one of the bubbling mixtures, watching it create a yellow smoke that was being collected and stored in another container, slightly disappointed that he wasn't here.

"Dammit Caesar. I can't give you your stupid results of you aren't here. Told you to fucking wait." You mumbled. Then, you took on a mocking tone and placed your fists on your hips, making a stupid face as you began speaking to yourself. "Oh, I'll be right here _______~ Just come back and tell me when you're done! I'll be HERE!" You mocked, lowering your voice to sound more like Caesar. "Bull-shitter." You added, returning your voice to normal and crossing your arms back in front of your chest.

Still clutching the test tube, you turned yourself around in a rather aggravated manner, ready to strut out of the lab.

"I told you I'd be waiting right here!" A voice said suddenly, filled with an equally as mocking tone.

Once fully turned around, you soon found yourself face to face with a floating reddish pink entity of gas.

"HOLY SHIT!" You screamed in fear, flailing your arms out as your pupils shrunk, falling backwards and nearly dropping the test tube you still held in your hands. Clutching your chest with your free hand, you took in deep, fearful breaths as you leaned back on the counter, staring at the hovering gaseous figure. Quickly, your eyes narrowed and you took on a rather angry expression as you regained your oxygen intake. "CAESAR, FUCK YOU!" You yelled angrily.

The gas figure bust out laughing, floating backwards into the nearest corner of the room, reforming itself into none other than Caesar himself. Leaning against both walls, he was clutching his gut and trying not to piss himself laughing, the familiar sound of his gas devil fruit filling the room.

"Shurorororo! Your face! You should've seen your face!" Caesar laughed, wiping tears from his eyes.

"Fuck you." You repeated bluntly. "It seems the evil genius is being oh so productive today, isn't he?" You added on, flicking the test tube back and forth in your hand. "Some scientific studies right there." You mocked.

"Aw, come on _______! It was FUNNY!" He said, ceasing his laughter.

"Yeah, sure." You said blankly, blushing slightly from embarrassment as you walked past him and out into the more relaxing environment of the other room, seating yourself on one of the couches.