One Piece Oneshots

Doflamingo X Reader

GreenR: well at least this time no one can say that the Author's note is longer than the shot itself, eh? *looks at Law*

Law: *doesn't really care because that shot is about doffy* sure. Whatever ya say.

GreenR: alrighty, he's in a glum mood today and I totally get him. It's already two o'clock and I really want to sleep now. But I also wanted to finish up the story. So don't be mad if the ending got a bit cray cray. I wuz tired. *falls asleep* g'd r'd'n'g. D'ff' s'cks.

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"Well that was dumb," you said harshly to your father who was covering at a table. On it lay the most beautiful pink rose you had ever seen. Unfortunately, the rose was as beautiful as it was unlucky and now it was the root of a new problem your father had managed to get you both in.

"I'm sorry," your father said, holding his head in his hands. As if saying sorry would fix anything. In some situations sorry fixes problems, but this wasn't one of them. "I'll go back and...somehow..." you didn't let him continue his mumbling.

"Leave it, I can very well go to that so-called  beast if needed," it wasn't like dying by the hand of a monster would be worser fate than fading away in that ratty apartment you two lived in. Just because you were still underage and couldn't get away.

"I just wanna know two things," your arms were crossed and mouth pressed in  a  thin line. The moment you had said you would go to the beast your father had even looked bit hopeful, but now that you were the one setting conditions he fell back to his gloomy self.

"Firstly, why the hell did you go and steal a flower from another person's garden?" You motioned towards the rose. "That's just wrong, man," you slided your hand through your hair, brushing it over your head. "Like seriously, two months outta prison and you're already stealing."

"It was so beautiful," your father was pale and sweaty. Also quiet, which was unusual for him, since he coulf easily be the loudest person in the neighbourhood if he wanted. And especially if he had had a drink or six. "And your mother always loved flowers...."

Oh no, now that crapbag was bringing up your mother again, talking about her like she was some sort of an angel. When she was alive they were always arolguing and couldn't stand the sight of eachother. And now when she's gone, she's suddensly so perfect and kind. By the way, she hated flowers, especially roses because pollen made her face swell up and she thought she looked ugly then.

"Not a good enough excuse," man you were angry. But somehow you had traveled past the level of angry where you could smaah things to pieces and gone to the point where you were so sharp and calm it was horrifying. The level you were ready to murder a bunny with bare hands if it got on your way. Alright, maybe not a bunny. But watermelon, any time.

"That's all I have, please save me," that pathetic excuse of a parent pleaded. "He said he would kill me if you didn't go there in place of the rose."

A part of you wanted to salut him with middle finger and wish him nice death, the other part scolded the mean half and told your to save him. He was a shitty father and that story he had about monster in a mansion who wanted to kill him for a rose was totally unbelievable, but still. Maybe you could take the rose back and apologize in half of him and the person (who had read obviously too many fairy tales) would be fine with it.

"Oh eff you," you sighed and took the rose. "Gimme the address." His face lit up instantky at the idea of sending you to certain death. Gee, thanks. Real appreciation, isn't it.

He told you the address and you went the other side of the apartment where your room was and packed your favourite clothes and few other things in the bag. Let him think that you'll go to stay with the monster (who probably was some old weirdo whom your father had confused with a monster when he was shootin' high again). Instead you would drop the rose off and apologize and then leave the town. You're eighteen in two months so fuck law. (Actually, don't fuck Law, I need him later for story. Don't fuck Law!!! ;) )