Adventures of the Roronoa Family

Robin's Day of Rest

The Thousand Sunny sailed smoothly across the calm seas, its crew enjoying a rare moment of peace as they journeyed towards their next adventure. However, not everyone aboard could afford the luxury of relaxation. In her room, Robin found herself caught in a whirlwind of responsibilities that left her visibly worn out.

Her day began earlier than most, tending to her newborn son, Kenji, whose needs seemed endless, and her daughter, Olivia, who was full of energy and curiosity. The cumulative effect of sleepless nights and continuous demands had taken its toll on Robin, her usual calm demeanor replaced with signs of irritability and a headache that wouldn't seem to go away.

As she navigated through the cabin, trying to soothe Kenji while simultaneously trying to give her attention to Olivia, her patience wore thin. "Olivia, baby, your brother is trying to sleep. Please play quietly or go find your father." Robin said, her voice carrying an edge that was uncharacteristic of her gentle nature.

"But Mommy I want to stay in here! Daddy is boring right now, he won't play with me." Olivia retorted, the irritation in her tone mirroring her mother's.

Zoro, who had just walked back into the room observed the scene with a frown. He could see the fatigue etched in Robin's features, the way her shoulders slumped ever so slightly under the weight of her exhaustion.

"Robin, let me take over for a bit," he offered, his voice gentle compared to the cabin's strained atmosphere.

Robin, gently placing the still upset Kenji back into his crib, turned towards Zoro, her frustration and exhaustion simmering beneath the surface. "And do what, Zoro? Kenji has been fussing non-stop and Olivia doesn't exactly seem too keen on 'Dad time' right now, she won't leave my side," she retorted, her tone sharper than intended, showing her stress.

Zoro, momentarily taken back by her tone, understood the depth of her fatigue. Without hesitating, he crossed the room to gently lift Robin in his arms while her protests seemed to fall on deaf ears. He laid her down on their bed, his actions decisive. "You need to rest. I've got this," he insisted.

Robin tried to sit up, her protests weaker but persistent. "Honey, I can't just nap. What if Kenji needs me? What if Olivia—"

Zoro cut her off, his gaze softening as he placed a hand on her shoulder, easing her back down. "I've got them. I'll take Olivia and Kenji outside to give you some peace and quiet. You're no good to any of us, especially them if you're worn out."

"But—"

"No buts, Robin. They're my kids too. I can handle it," Zoro reassured her, his confidence unwavering. "If they need you, I'll bring them back immediately. You trust me, don't you?"

Robin's resistance waned as she looked into Zoro's eyes, the depth of his care for her and their family clear in his gaze. With a heavy sigh, she nodded, the fight leaving her body as she sank into the pillows. "Fine, but please be careful with them."

Zoro smiled, leaning down to kiss her gently. "Always am. Just rest, okay?"

As Zoro left the room holding Kenji with Olivia in tow, Robin's mind raced with scenarios, her instincts on high alert even as exhaustion tugged at her consciousness. She considered sprouting eyes around the ship just to make sure everything would remain alright, but she knew Zoro would sense her.

Soon, the quiet that enveloped the room, coupled with Zoro's reassurance, slowly soothed her worries, allowing her to drift toward a much-needed sleep, her last thoughts filled with gratitude for Zoro's unwavering support.

On deck, the scene was a stark contrast to the cabin's earlier tension. Zoro, now cradling a peacefully sleeping Kenji, watched over Olivia as she sat, wide-eyed and captivated, before Usopp. The sniper was in his element, weaving a tall tale that had Olivia hanging on every word, her earlier restlessness for playtime and attention forgotten in the magic of his storytelling.