Trafalgar law x reader

Moving In

*Okay So a little disclaimer....
I Shouldn't even know law exists yet
So I'm writing this fic after what I've been spoiled of... so that's why everyone's going to be ooc.. sorry

Clothes, Sketchbooks, Hairbrush, Art Materials, Books....knives... *Cough*
You went over the 'required' materials. 'Why did I even agree to this..?' You groaned aloud. In the heat of the moment you somehow didn't manage to grasp the concept that you were going to be spending your time with a gang of notorious pirates that you knew absolutely nothing about. 'I could always bail now, though I doubt i'd get another chance to do this...' Rubbing your temples, you sat down on the wood floor, pondering about your next move. Ultimately you decided going was your best choice, kind of scared of angering them. You finished cramming things in the bag, barely managing to zip it shut. You glanced over at an old wolf plushie you had and back at your bag. You glared at the small suitcase and back at the stuffed animal. Letting out a deep sigh, you stood up, mentally slapping yourself for how weak-willed you were and grabbed the toy. You walked back over to your bag and unzipped it, quickly trying to stuff the animal into your bag without something falling out. After a good 10 minutes you had successfully got the plushie in the bag. Pulling out the small knots in your hair with your fingers, you sauntered over to your door and opened it, stepped out of the security of your home, and closed it behind you. Deciding to walk, you went down the familiar path that you had memorized, a frown tugging at your lips. You knew that it was highly unlikely that you would ever see this place again. By now, the sun had set fully and it was now dark. 'You know, he never really specified what time at night he wanted me to come..' You slowed your pace a bit. 'Maybe I should just turn back...... no, it's too late for that now.. All I can hope is that they won't be complete jerks' You transformed into a dragon, wings bursting out of your back, your nails turning into talons, and your skin being replaced by scales. Spreading your wings out, you jumped up and then flapped vigorously to get higher. Once at your preferred height, you leaned forward and blasted off, the wind pulling at your orange mane. You turned to the docks, the yellow submarine barely visible in the dark night. You sighed and lowered down onto the pier and looked at the submarine, turning back into your regular form. Uhh, do I just walk in? If so, how even am I supposed to get inside?' You didn't want to just walk in and have an entire crew interrogating you, or maybe attacking you. You had hoped that the captain would be waiting outside the submarine and would guide you inside, but that wasn't the case. You stood there debating your next choice for what felt like an eternity when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You craned your neck sideways to see who, or what caused the contact and you were surprised to see a polar bear with an orange jumpsuit standing there. "Who're you?" He asked. You spared a quick glance and noticed the jolly rogers symbol on his clothing, so it was safe to assume he was on that crew. Panicking slightly, you answered, stuttering. "Uhh.. hi! I.. I"m (Y/N), a-and.. uh.. I was... I-invited to this.. crew?" Embarrassed, you looked at the wood below your feet. His expression seemed to soften. He looked down too. "I'm sorry" he apologized. You looked back up, surprised. 'So easily defeated! Well, he seems nice enough, I'll ask him what I should do.' "Uhh.. I-It's fine... Anyway, do I just.. walk in?" You nervously gestured to the submarine, silently cursing your people skills. He looked back at it. "I think so, we have a spare room.. I could lead you there.." "I would appreciate that.." with that, he murmured a quick, 'okay' and led you to the deck. He jumped onto it, to which you soon followed. He opened a metal door and led you inside. "So... What's your name?" You asked, desperate to rid of the awkward tension in the air. His ears perked a bit. "Bepo" He said. After a few more moments of walking, you arrived at a door. He opened it, showing a room with a small bed, drawers, bookcase, and a desk with a chair. "This is a spare room we have, you can stay in it. Captain's room is down the hall." You smiled and took a step in. "Thanks, Bepo! If it isn't too much to ask, could you maybe give me a tour in the morning?" You requested hopefully. "Ah, Sure." He began to close the door. "Goodnight" He said. "Goodnight" said back as darkness overcame the room, the only light source it had before was from the hallway. You walked in the direction the desk was, nearly tripping over the chair. You reached for the lamp and switched it on, light flooding the room. Sighing, you set your bag down and began to unpack, throwing the clothes into your drawers messily, planning on fixing it later. You set the art materials and sketchbooks down on your desk, along with your hairbrush. You placed the books into your bookcase, and then grabbed the wolf plushie. Smiling at it, you held it to your chest and turned off the light, fumbling around trying to get to your bed. once there, you collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. You found a comfortable position and drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

*Ahhh Sorry It took  so long!
I went through writers block for awhile so i had no ideas.
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter