One Piece Oneshots

Kidd X Reader part 3

GreenR: okay so it was my birthday yesterday and I got absolutely best present from my parents.

Law: I'm gonna drop it *holds greenie's new phone over bottomless pit*

GreenR: *has a heart attack*

Law: oops. That was a joke. *pokes greenie with toe* are you dead?

P.S: I'll write fourth part for this one too. Probably.

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"Is there a problem with it?" You cocked your eyebrow and crossed your arms. "Because if there is I'd like to hear."

Kidd huffed and stared back at you. The two of you had been arguing for the last hour and for a stupidest matter there could be at all.

"I am not coming to your parents," he huffed. "You can't talk to me when you're around other people. And last time I saw your dad he watched Gilmore Girls for entire weekend straight."

"Oh sure, so I can't see my parents because you might be bored around them," you rolled your eyes. You really only argued because it was slightly amusing. You were going to go anyways, no matter what he thought.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhggg......" he found no good argument at that and you counted it your victory. "Can you at least turn the TV to something else when we get there?"

"I think he has been watching Supernatural recently," it made him little happier. "But sure. You could have begun with that you were bored. Much better argument than that my mum's cupcakes taste weird."  That you saud from the other room already where you went to pack your bags for the trip.

"These do taste weird," he grumbled and laid down on the couch. Lucky for him, he could travel lightly. "Last time I ate one that looked normal. It tasted like cucumber."

"She has been experimenting with pinecones recently," you called out and stuffed another sweater into your bag. You needed many of those because against any right mind your parents had moved to place where it snowed every other day and rained when it didn't snow. Estonia. (I am not joking. I went to art competition two days ago and got stuck in a goddamn snowstorm. In May.)

"Hallelujah," he grabbed old magazine from the coffee table and leafed lazily through it. "Do women really think they look fat when they wear stripes?"

"What did you say?" You poked your head in the living room. "And anyways, you should be happy we have somewhere to go on Christmas, you antisocial little shit."

"Don't diss me, I'm the one who protects you," his eyebrows knitted together at another weird article, which made him wonder if readers really believed all that.

"And you're doing wonderful job at it," you threw your bag on the ground at the door. "Now help me out, red blouse or blue?" You held out two pieces of clothing, setting them in front of you.

"Red," he glanced over his shoulder. Haha, does anyone else remember that this little dork is colorblind?  Only reason he said 'red' was because that was one of the few colours he actually remembered.

You put it on really fast and looked in the mirror. Good. Looked nice.

"Can you get up now, we're gonna miss the bus," you tried to balance on one leg while getting boots on. It took so long to argue with him that although it was morning you were in a hurry.

"Coming coming," Kidd walked slowly after you. He took your bag from the ground while you put jacket on and locked the door.

Soon you already sat calmy on the bus and were planning to do so for the next ten hours it would take to get to your parents' place. The seats close to you were empty since pretty much no one wanted to go there.