One Piece Oneshots

X-Drake X Reader

GreenR: How did dinosaurs clean their teeth?

Law: oh no here we go again

GreenR: awkwardly! Get it? Since their necks are so long and arms are so teeny toony tiny.... nevermind.

I think I got Drake little OOC here, but there isn't much I know about him so yeah. I hope most of it is okay.

Law: hey I found another one. What do you get when you add stegosaurme to stegosauryou?

GreenR: *shrugs* dunno

Law: stegosaurus *laughs*

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Tom and Joe hauled you up as you were unable to move. Both of your legs had been shot off in the fight, only a mess of wires and small metal pieces were left of them. They helped your hands over their shoulders so they could carry you back to the ship. 

"Wheetos cheetos," you blew a strand of hair off your face. "Thanks boys," they scuffed something in answer and you were reminded again that you really shouldn't go and get yourself in a trouble, when you had a crewful of pirates thinking of you as their little sister. Who needs to be protected. And who got really angry when you were hurt.

"By the way, that was awsome," you kept chattering, trying to ignore their annoyed looks. "I mean. I've never seen captain transforming like that. It was really dino-matic." As one they sighed really loudly. Even more than you being hurt, they were annoyed by your puns. Honestly, after asking them 'what is red and bad for your teeth?'for three thousand two hundred seventy two and half times, you hadn't gotten any more friends. The answer is brick by the way. Just in case you didn't know.

"Do you know how they call a sleeping dinosaur?" you asked with a happy grin. Tom shook his head, already knowing the answer, but he still wanted to give you a chance to say the answer. Out of this whole bunch he was the nicest and still okay with you. He even talked with you when you had messed up, and when needed, even repaired you. "napasaurus rest," you both snorted together and Joe rolled his eyes.

"Puh-lease," he helped you on the ship. "Those dino puns of yours are pteroble." Your jaw almost hit the floor before you started laughing.

"Oh no you didn't!" they put you down on the deck and Tom went to fetch his tool kit and some spare parts for your leg. "That was so terrible!" You were almost doubled over in laughter.

"Okay,if you think it was bad then I have some more," he thought about it for a second. "Why were dinosaurs so big?" you shrugged, "because Jurassic times call for Jurassic measures," that broke you. You cackled hysterically, even when the captain walked over to you.

"Did her system got damaged in a fight?" He asked from Joe. You straightened yourself quickly and sent a glance to Joe that said 'we gotta do it'. Before either of you could back out, you saluted in unison and said.

"No, dino-sir!" and after that you both fell over again, laughing. Drake just stared at you both with cold expression.

"Sorry sir," panted Tom, who had finally gotten back. He had equally exasperated expression on his face as he explained, "they...um....hit their heads....many times,"

"Someone threw rocks at them?"

"No," you chimed in. "We...walked into a wall," then you realised that nobody would ve stupid enough to walk into a wall multiple times. Okay, seeing as you both were dying over those lame jokes, maybe you were. Not that I'm calling you dumb or anything. Those are some good jokes.

"I...don't really wanna know," Drake looked at the both of you, almsot smiling at the sight, until he noticed the pile of parts that Tom had brought. "How bad is it?" he kneeled next to you and looked at the leg. Or the place were leg should have been. Since it wasn't there. "Damn, who did you fight with to get rapped up like that?"

"Goat," you grabbed the screwdriver and started taking off the previous leg and disconnecting the broken wires. Tom and Joe were both holding their breath so they wouldn't butt in to your explanation.

"How?" You pulled off the twisted metal piece on your leg and held your hand out so Tom could give you the new leg.

"Marine took most of the leg down, that reminds me, gotta make the next parts bulletproof. And when I was sitting down there a goat came and chewed it off." the closest crewmembers held their breath, waiting for cap's reaction. "Fucking goat," you mumbled and then winked, "i guess you could say that I hadn't goat control over the situation." the silence fell.

"A goat chewed off your leg and you still think it's time to laugh over it?" he looked a bit mad. Not that you could really tell, not with the mask he always wore. "What if next time the navy finds you before us? What will you do then?" you turned the last screw in the place and wriggled your toes slightly. Quickly you got to repairing the other leg, sticking the screwdriwer into a crack in the metal to rip it off, but it got stuck, so you pulled it with full force. It suddenly came free and you hit yourself in the nose.

"owwwww," you whined and touched the hurt place, rubbing the blood on them. "That doesn't prove your point," you looked up to see pretty much everyone looking at you with a 'it really does'face. "Doesn't"

"Did you break it?" Tom turned your head so he could take a look at it.

" 'course not," you grimaced when he went against it, "do you think I'm stupid?"

"You really don't want me to answer that," he murmured and let go so you could go back to struggling with your leg. "okay, nothing to see people," he turned to others who were slowly walking away, "don't worry, we will be here from Saturday to Tuesday, three to four,"

"Let me help you with it," Drake sighed and reached his hand to help you with the piece you couldn't get off but you pushed it away.

"no, I can at least take care of that myself," you bit harshly into your lip, remembering how humiliating it was to get your ass kicked by the marine group, who had gotten to your tail by pure coincidence. "if not else, at least I shouldn't need help," you twisted the part off and scrunched your nose when the small computer in your brain blinked a red light to let you know of severe damage. "with that. see, I can handle it,"

"it would have been easier if you had asked help," he argued back and pull another scrap off your knee easily. "see?"

"so what if I'm a little weaker and it takes more time? Not all of us can be glamasaurs like you,"

"You're really missing the point here," you could almost feel his need to roll his eyes at your childishness, but one of you had to be mature, so he held himself back. "I'm just saying you have to be more careful, and not to run into every fight you can without backup,"

"yeses," you waved him away, "I'll keep it in mind." he just sighed, getting up, knowing there was no way you were going to listen him. Well, at least it wasn't as bad as the last time with cats. That was awkward one. (geehee, hawkward)

"alright," Drake stood straight, "huddle up," instantly you and Joe jumped towards eachother and hugged tightly. "I said huddle, not cuddle," he sighed again.