"If I die, so be it."
∆ Disclamers ∆
- SPOILERS
- GORE (Minors out of here)
- FAULTS (I'm rewriting all chapters)
I don't own One Piece's characteres but I own all of your earthien friends along with Panom, Godji, Kanda and Benkei : the rights are m...
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Fourth stop
"I can't believe they remade Trigun." You grabbed a new handful of those imaginary popcorns and swallowed them whole. "I mean," you started, mouth full, glancing slightly at Adam while your gaze remained fixed on the TV. You had been sleeping when Adam suggested watching a new anime together and dragged you along mentally. Honestly, at this point, it felt more like his plan than yours, given how personalized it was.
You thought a bit about your sentence. "I love it. The old one is already gold, but the new one is so good. The two of them can't be compared—it feels like two different worlds, you know?"
Adam hummed as he watched the show. "I should watch the old one," he mumbled to himself, not paying attention to your words. You narrowed your eyes at him; this brat was worse than you.
"Who's your favorite character?" you asked absent-mindedly, a slight frown forming as you took another mouthful of popcorn.
"Hard to say..." He answered, deep in thought. "Roberto." He concluded simply and leaned over to grab his can of Sprite.
"Roberto? He's cool."
"And you?" he asked, his attention mostly on the screen.
You glanced at him from the corner of your eyes, humming. "Knives. He's funny." Adam gave you a look as you stared back innocently.
"You just found him hot," he said in an accusatory tone, as if that wasn't a valid reason.
"He is, but I like how they make him glow up as a villain." It was because he was hot.
He rolled his eyes and tossed his empty can at you. You caught it with ease, and it vanished into thin air. "Where are you taking them next?"
A smirk spread across your lips at his question. "Paradise." You grabbed a handful of popcorn and threw it at him. He frowned and waved his hand, making the tray and popcorn disappear.
"Already? Aren't you going to have a last trip? You still have time before going back to work." He was now paying full attention to the conversation—perhaps a little too much for your liking.
"I was going to hang around and pull a prank..." You looked at him suspiciously. "But since you're so interested, do you have a place in mind?"
His eyes instantly sparkled, and he beamed on the couch, making you bounce. "Egghead Island!" He raised his arms with a determined expression, making you sigh deeply.
"Wow, you scared me. I thought you were going to lead me underwater," you mumbled warily. "Well, Egghead it is... but no more random stops after." He nodded and stood up. He did a little victory dance before transforming into a shiny budgie and flying around, chirping joyfully.
"You're not even going for real, don't get so worked up." Your mood-breaker didn't work on him. He was still incredibly full of energy for someone who had been lying lazily on the couch just seconds ago. You watched him make his scene, which softened into a sheepish smile as he landed on the head of the couch right beside you.
