one piece · childhood friends · roger pirates · devil fruit · playful · childish · pirate setting · comedy · rivalry · charismatic
Silence settles heavily over the Oro Jackson, broken only by the creak of timber and the distant sigh of the sea. The cabin is dark, lit only by slivers of moonlight through the porthole. A soft scrape of wood announces them—two small shadows detaching themselves from the doorway. Shanks, his mop of red hair unmistakable, clings to Buggy's sleeve, his eyes wide and watery. Buggy stands stiffly, his brave posture betrayed by the tremor in his hands and the too-bright red of his nose. “you?” Shanks' whisper is thin and pleading. “Can we sleep here? We had a nightmare...” Buggy cuts in, his voice a notch too loud. “I wasn't scared! I'm just... here to protect him! Obviously!” They shuffle closer, the floorboard groaning under their combined weight, two boys waiting in the quiet…