Multiples

Two High

You aren't really the type to be into criminals, especially criminals with a 602 million beri bounty. Yes, I'm talking about the one and only Sabo, the Revolution Army's chief of staff. At least he's not a pirate, right? You continued going through your thoughts of him as you looked at his wanted poster, wondering if you'll ever meet him. You've been keeping yourself updated when it came to Sabo, trying to find any kind of news related to him and making sure to get his updated poster whenever there was one, "Please come to Dressrosa soon." You sigh and your mom comes in to the room.

"(Y/n), stop daydreaming about Sabo and help me put up the groceries." She said and you groaned, crawling out of the bed and into the kitchen.

"Can I go a day where I can dream without someone ruining it?" You asked and she rolled her eyes while you both began putting up the groceries.

"You're 20 dreaming about a criminal like he's a famous singer. By the way, there's a tournament at the Colosseum today. The prize is really good this time too." She stated, peaking your interest.

"What is it? Do they get a dinner with the Donquixote Family or something?" You asked, joking.

"Nope! The prize is Fire Fist Ace's devil fruit, the Flare-Flare Fruit!" Your mom shouted, clearly from excitement as she put up the last of the groceries.

"Oh! That's a really good prize! That'll bring in a lot of really good contestants, I'm excited!" You said and your mom turned you around and pushed you towards your room.

"Then go change! Put on something cute too, we need to get you a man so you can stop daydreaming about Sabo."

"Shut up!" You shouted, slamming your door closed so you could change, "Put on something cute, we need to you get a man so you can stop daydreaming about Sabo." You mimicked as you dug through your closet to find something and scoffed as you pulled out a pair of jeans and a black lace shirt, "Might as well go all out right?" You asked no one in particular as You dug in your drawers for your black bra.

You walked out of your room fully dressed, jewelry and all and looked at your mom for approval, "Aw! Look at you! I guess you got tired of daydreaming as well." She cooed.

"Who's the one daydreaming now?" You asked as you walked to the door to head to the Colosseum.

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When you arrived at the Colosseum you both were a little late so you didn't see all the contestants. The only ones you saw were an....old....? Man and a giant toy next to him, "That poor old little man, he will most definitely get wrecked." Your mom said as she shook her head out of sympathy and you stared at him. You watched as he signed up for the tournament and all of a sudden you seen him get punched in the head by the toy. They're weird, "(Y/n),  lets go before we lose a good view of the stadium." Your mom said as she pulled you along.

"Oh gosh, I'm super excited!" You said to her as you took a seat right in the middle of the Colosseum, getting a great view of the stadium.

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"(Y/n)! The arena is collapsing! We have to go, now!" Your mom shouted as I still sat, watching "Lucy" as he ate the Flame-Flame fruit.

"That's not the same guy, mom." You told her.

"Yes, I know, you said before! Now lets get out of here!" She began pulling you and you yanked your arm away.

"No mom, you don't know! That's not Lucy!" I yelled, just as said that I seen a girl with short strawberry blond hair jump towards the guys with a pair of clothes.

"Goddamn it (Y/n)! We are going to fall into the water if we don't get out of here! You can figure out who it is after we leave!" Your mom yelled, fuming with anger and fear.