Water Pillar | One Piece X Reader

Christmas Special

I'm not ready for Christmas, but here goes. Time does pass by very fast.

"Christmas is for families"

Someone said that to me once. I don't remember who, but their words have stayed with me till now. 

I gaze out of my window. But it is just white with snow. Every garden but ours has a snowman. It's regarded as something for a kid to do, but even adults find joy in making snowmen. Had my house been normal, I would make one as well. Correction: had the people I live with been normal. 

My foster parents left for some 'business', but I'm too old for that trick now. I know that their holidays had begun days ago. And that they had booked tickets to L.A, and also a room in a posh hotel. So I put two and two together, and figured that they must've left me alone in this house, to leave for a Christmas vacation. I can't blame them, to be honest. I'm not renowned for being humorous or fun, which are the qualities matched up with most adolescences. 

I don't have the courage to ask my friends to spend Christmas with me. As I had mentioned earlier, Christmas is for families. It's like a better and more global version of thanksgiving. Family members come home from different parts of the world and spend the holiday. It's like a universal Happy Families day.

They must want to spend it with their own families. Of course, some of them don't have the best relationship with their families. But they still have them. There's just something about family that you can't neglect. There's a pull that makes you stick to them in a way, just because they're family. I don't want to disturb this international family day.

Which is why I told them a big fat fib. 

"Y/N, how are you spending your Christmas?" Chopper had asked me earlier today, as we were discussing our holiday plans. Rather, they were. My plan was simple: stay cooped up in my house, pretending to have a family to play with.

"Well, we're not going anywhere, for all I know. Maybe we'll just stay at home and do Christmas stuff," I answered uncertainly. I've never been ace in lying.

"'We'?" Zoro asked suspiciously. This guy and his nosy-ness.

"Me, Luke and Percy," I answered, mentioning the names of my foster parents. "Maybe we'll bake some pies and watch a Christmas movie?" Okay, I'm pushing my luck now.

Nami threw me a Really? look.

"Alright, I'm not sure," I admitted. "But we'll do something. Probably"

"Won't be better than what me and my brothers are planning," Luffy said with a grin.

"What're you doing, then?" I asked with fake curiosity. 

And off he went rambling about himself. People love to talk about themselves; so I just use this tactic to get out of situations.

Back to now.

I head out to buy some supplies. Supplies, as in, food. 

The road is thick with snow. I had dressed myself in my warmest polar clothes, complete with earmuffs, so I'm good. Snowflakes fall around me like winter rain, and I can see my breath as I exhale. I pull my scarf farther up to protect myself from the cold.

As I enter the local grocery store, the kind and older shopkeeper greets me with a warm smile. I've been his regular ever since I moved in with my foster parents, which was ages ago.