Missy

Bird's the word

I don't own One Piece. If I did, I would be a giraffe, since you should never underestimate the limitless destructive power of the giraffe!

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"You fight it!"

"No, you fight it!"

"I insist after you!"

"Quit stalling and get it over with! You were the one who led it here!"

"Yeah but I didn't mean it!"

"Just go and deal with it already!"

"Well I dunno maybe if I have a death wish!"

"Knock it off, Missy! It's just a bird!"

"Just a bird?! JUST A BIRD?! DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT... THAT THING IS 'JUST A BIRD'?!"

"You're just overreacting! Just go and get it over with and it'll be fine!"

"Oh yeah then why aren't you fighting it then Mr 'I'm gonna be the world's greatest swordsman'! How about you deal with the demon bird, huh?!"

"It... It isn't worth the effort that's why! I ain't wasting my blades on that thing! It's not even worth fighting!"

"THEN WHY DID YOU START RUNNING FROM IT IN THE FIRST PLACE?!"

"BECAUSE YOU WERE THE ONE WHO WAS RUNNING FIRST!"

"YEAH BUT ONLY BECAUSE I HAVE A LITERAL BOMB IN MY POCKET THAT COULD BLOW US ALL SKY HIGH!"

"YOU WHAT?!"

"COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

You dropped to the floor just before a freezingly cold gash of air zipped past right where your neck just was. Aaaaaah that was too close! You could actually die from that! But no time to think about it now just keep running!

"Okay I give... " Zoro hissed through his teeth as he sped down the corridor next to you. "That's no ordinary bird!"

"You think?!" Snarling, you grabbed the swordsman and shoved him before you down one of the hidden tapestry passages. "Why else do you think I'd be running from that thing?!"

"I'm sorry but you just said you had A BOMB IN YOUR POCKET! Where'd you even get that thing anyways?!"

CRUNCH!

The corridor rumbled, sending a light shower of dust and stones raining down onto your heads.

"Long story we really don't have time for right now, but just know it's Mello's fault!"

"Got it!"

"I feel insulted by that."

Another tremor groaned through the cobblestones under your feet. They felt less secure by the second... Just great...

'Mello quit your whining and snatch Mop-boy for me!'

"... Fine."

You felt the weapon stretch out from your shoulders and latch onto something solid ("Oi what the hell're you doing!") before diving out and down through a hidden ceiling panel to spill out onto the floor below.

Silence.

It appeared you'd shaken Hattori off the scent, at least for a little while. You had no idea how long exactly but you weren't complaining. Doubling over you gasped for breath, letting your lungs finally catch up with the rest of you. Mello detached himself from Zoro's arm and retreated... despite the swordsman's sharp glares being sent your way.