Chapter Nine: Memory

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Black haired Beckman is  total bae

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I sigh as I seasoned the steak for dinner, slowly getting irritated by the strawberry stuck to my waist. A few more minutes passed, before he tightened his grip, making me snap. 'That's it!'

"Could you let me go! I can't cook with you holding onto me like this!" Shanks laughed at my frustration but didn't let go. 

"I won't let you go until you stop sniffling." i sighed a bit and turned my head to look at him. 

"I'm just recovering from my fit. Don't worry, I'll be fine in a few minutes. Now let me go before your only arm 'magically' disappears." He laughed a bit more before letting me go, finally allowing me to breath in the fresh air.

"There." I shook my head and sighed again. 

"I swear, you are such a bother."

"It's my job. I'm your brother, remember?" 

"Whatever. Could you get me the parsley from that cabinet."  The red head handed me the herb and i only added a tip onto the tenderized meat before putting it in the pristine Black oven. Once I'd finished with that i put in the Baked potatoes and sat on the counter. As I looked around at the bright white walls and black  cabinets, my mind flashed back to the moments Hawkeye and i had experienced causing my heart to pang with remorse.

"What did i do so wrong?" Shanks looked at me worriedly and pulled me back into his embrace quietly comforting me. "He's a bastard and I love him so much"

"I know (n/n), I know" 

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It wasn't long before dinner was finished and the table was set with the Red hair crew rushing through the doors. But to my surprise, instead of rushing to the food they rushed to me, their faces colored with worry. 

"Are you ok. Do you need help? How are you?" Questions such as these flew around me and i laughed a bit at their concern. 

"Guys, guys, i'm fine. ok?" They all looked at me with suspicion before enveloping me in a group hug. "I swear, for a bunch of crazy strong pirates you are all such dorks."

I said shaking my head at them. Soon enough they all pulled away causing me to notice something odd.

"Beckman, have you ever hugged me once?" The noir's eyes widened as he looked away from Shanks. 

"What?" he replied seemingly clueless.

"You know what, (n/n). I don't think he has." laughed Shanks

"Honestly i'm sure she's fine-" Started the silverette but I stopped him mid-sentence

"No, I'm not. I am in crisis right now, I think it's natural for me to crave a hug from ALL of my friends. Don't you?" A sigh left him as he placed his rifle next to shanks and walked up to me before opening his arms to pull me into his surprisingly soft embrace.

"How tall are you. Dude, you are at LEAST a foot taller than me! Excuse me but can i get a stool?!" The crew laughed at my rant but all went silent when i suddenly felt a light push causing me to hug Beckman's waist and him onto hold mine.

"You're antics bore me. Now might i ask where my seat is?" My mood turned sour at the voice and I turned to fave the asshole behind me.

"You don't have to push me you dick sucking brat!" Mihawk's eyes narrowed and he reached for his pendant with menace.

"Want to repeat that Mi Paloma?"

"I'm going to enjoy tearing you to pieces, Salty." Just when I was about to launch  lucky roo held me back and Shanks pat my shoulder as I squirmed.

"You two must really love each other if your letting those insults get under your skin." I huff at my brother's words and went slack in the giant's arms.

"Go make your own meal dipshit. As your ex-wife, I don't need to cook for you anymore." The Handsome swordsman only left the dining room leaving  us in a very pregnant silence. That is until the sound of munching filled the thick atmosphere.

I turn my head to the table only to see Shanks and Masahiko devouring the food on their plates and more.  Not even noticing what I was doing,  I slithered from Lucky Roo's grip and ran to grab my plate from their prying hands.

Seeing what was going on, the rest of the crew quickly grabbed their seats and began to grab as much food as they could. 'They may be idiots but they are the best friends someone like me could ask for.' I thought fondly before devouring my food and rushing for more.


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