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' HONEY . . . ' ──a one piece fanfiction created / edited 09.04.23
authors note ; ooo. im finially done with drum island 😭
ooo. on a page of paper, i write with a new pen that makes a satisfying sound from each stroke- i was currently in my element of writing, and I was ignoring anything going on outside of my room, if anything is going, its not going to be my problem- the others can surely finish whatever or whoever might be the problem, and i don't care for anything else, i havent been taking care of my writings.
I might be apart of this crew, but i do have things i care about more so, especially writing- it is what i've always loved, well... there was some points in life that I've questioned about it, but that was before knowing the man who gave me my name that i go by as of now.
So, if i keep on disregarding what i do as i writer, that would be a dishonor of the meaning of being a writer- just like how that man had told me, that if you give up on writing, and resort to something as tacky as being lazy, or worse- copying anothers own work, you can't call yourself a writer- thats what that man had taught me to always stick to- so i won't be doing something like that, ever.
As i go over to grab another sheet of paper, i notice how there was not one left- making me sigh and get up as i go to check my writing material chest, only for... ugh... only to see that i was completely out of paper, and apparently also any ink i needed as well.
I sigh as i massage my temples before putting away the things on my desk away.
I go ahead and walk up the stairs that lead to the upper deck, opening the door- i see nami with a map, standing next to nami.
"Ay, nami-san- the large rat trap is no longer good enough against keeping luffy out, so can we please buy a lockable refrigerator?" Sanji pleads as his smoke clouds turn into hearts and a soft blush dusts across his cheeks. "Well, maybe" nami says, making a list for the Merry, i assume.
"Hey nami, i'm all out of paper and ink, and i do still need a sword still- i'd rather not have to relay on everyone else for fighting, and i'd rather not have to worry about fighting with just my fists." I shrug, as i go ahead and stand next to vivi, nami nods as she sighs a bit, "i suppose it'll think about it... since sanji and your weaponless situation can be a life or death issue, i don't know about the ink or paper though, i only have map paper- and its not for normal writing." Nami explains, and at the thought of no ink much less paper, makes me pale.
