Lookout for the Straw Hats!

Chapter 1: Smokers are my type

I don't particularly remember how I ended up where I am currently. All I know is that I robbed some pirates and jumped onto my dinghy, making quite an escape. Now, after taking a lil nap, I wake up and find out my boat is taking on water.

"Well crap. Why did this have to happen when I'm the least prepared for this situation? Perhaps stopping and robbing those sad looking pirates wasn't my best plan, but what else was I gonna do? I'm starving and hunger makes you do crazy things. Too bad they didn't even have food, and money's worthless out here, so I really did that for nothing. Why am I stupid?"

Wait. Maybe I could use my devil fruit to help me get out of this. The only downside is that I'd have to ditch the boat and I love it like a homeless person loves a cardboard box. It's home.

As I was busy deciding my fate with very little time, I failed to notice someone had appeared behind me.

"Well, well, well, Y/n. Trying and failing at saving yourself again, are we?"

A terrible sound escaped my throat as I could imagine a really ugly look coming across my face from having the crap scared out of me. God, this guy sucks.

I turned to face the man looking at me with that self-righteous attitude of his radiating off him. He thinks he's so cool with his arms folded and that sexy smirk of his. God, I hate him.

I gave him an unimpressed look, crossing my own arms in response, "Why am I being graced with your presence today, Orion (O-Ryan)? As you can see, I am doing a great job of saving myself. Unlike you, who's no help at all. You'd think a spiritual creature would save their creator from certain death, yet I see no help coming from you."

Orion didn't seem to care about what I was saying, making me madder. But I couldn't show it. Gotta keep up appearances and all that. He stood up from his spot and looked down at me. Thanks; you've just had to point out the fact that I'm short too?

"A spiritual creature would save their creator if they thought said creator was worth saving. You, however, are rather pathetic. I kind of relish the fact that you can't do this without me. That is, unless you ditch the dinghy, in which case, you can go on your merry way without a worry. But we both know you won't do that."

GOD THIS GUY! HE'S TERRIBLE

Alright, I guess it's time to just roll over and beg. I'm not ditching Thunder's boat in the middle of the East Blue just because I don't wanna hear it from Orion. Okay, time to pull the sad master card. The bastard loves it when I do that.

I got on all fours and bowed my head, forehead pressed into the damp floor of the boat. What were supposed to be fake tears ended up being real tears, as I accidentally stuck my finger in my eye when I went down to bow. Oh god, this is sad. I'm embarrassed for myself now. Well, no going back.

"Please, Orion! I put so much love and care into making you! You've always been my favorite, and I know you could get me out of this with your awesome powers! Acknowledge your master's love and please save her!" Please God let that have worked. If it didn't, I'll never live it down.

I glanced up from my spot on the floor and saw Orion's cheeks turn a light pink. Yes! I knew it would work! He knows this ass is fine and needs saving. He just can't turn me away. He may act like he's above me, but he knows I'm the boss around here. I can always rely on the sad master card.

His hand covered part of his face, and he gave me a look, a smile forming on his face. "For a master, you're a pretty sorry one, Y/n. But because I'm so amazing, I'll do this for you one more time. Now come here."

I couldn't even give him a response because he took my hand and pulled me from the floor. With me in one arm, he extended the other and his eyes changed suddenly. His pupils had turned white, and an eerie glow came from them. In a flash, the water had completely evaporated and the holes in the boat were even patching themselves up. God, I made him so cool. Too bad he knows it.