Hello and welcome to my writing page!!! I kinda only have one fic right now with five parts, but im hoping to do more soon. I reposted them on here again because I changed a few things and some interactions. Sorry I just spammed the Shanks tag!!!🥲💖
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She joined the marines when she was just 14 years old. Which was slightly after her village, Heliodoro, was attacked by (bad) pirate's.(she knows there are very good and nice ones!!! :3 ) The marines ended up saving her village from being completely destroyed. (Miraculously)
Shortly after joining the marines she very quickly found out SHE IS VERY BAD AT FIGHTING. They had little hope she would do much better than this, thinking they should just send her back home. Strings ended up being pulled by a mysterious higher up to keep her here!!! He had apparently seen her patch up uniforms after training, to the point where you could barely tell anything had happened to the uniform!!! They had no idea she was a seamstress' daughter back home and spent most of her life already practicing. A young man in her group had given them this idea of keeping her on a seamstress, especially since she has helped him so many times after...basically destroying his clothes everyday.
Shes not good at combat but can at least defend herself if the need ever arises!!!
She is technically a Marine in a very unique way. Things happen down the line where she is in and out of this line of work. 🤔💖💖💖
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The next morning arrived. Cheyenne's eyes open slowly.
“What…what time is it?” She slowly puts her legs over the edge of the bed and stands up.
‘My whole body hurts…man I drank way too much last night. I did something so embarrassing last night…he won't remember it probably…even if he does I'll pretend it didn't happen. Still only 8am…might as well stay up at this point.’
She makes her way out to the kitchen, still in her pajamas, shorts and a t-shirt. She grabs a glass of water from the cupboard, eyes still barely open. Otter looks at her with big brown and half blue eyes and a wagging tail.
“You know, you could actually say what you want. I can understand you.” she says, grabbing his breakfast.
Woof! ‘But you already know what I want mama.’ He says with a happy look rapidly wagging his tail now.
“True, true. Here you are sir.” she says, placing his bowl on the floor. Otter polishes it off in mere seconds.
“He sure was hungry huh?” say Lucky Roux.
Cheyenne almost jumps out of her skin “OH! HI! Yeah he always finishes it in seconds” she giggles.
Lucky starts rifling through the cabinets.
“I know you can cook by yourself, and you are welcome to do so in our kitchen, but can I help? Please?” she says with big hamster boba eyes.
Lucky sighs with a loud chuckle “Of course!”
The smell of eggs and savory porridge with fresh vegetables and herbs, fill the air. Leading the crew out one by one with the look of starvation on their faces.
“ORDER UP,” Cheyenne yells. “COME AND GRAB A BOWL!!!”
“Sure are loud for just past sunrise.” says Shanks eyes still half closed, hair sticking up in 5 different directions..
“Shanks…it's 10 am. Way past sunrise, but yes…I am,” Cheyenne says with a slightly annoyed look, but a big smile spreads across her face. “Happy to see you're up.” she says handing him a bowl.
“Thank you! I'm starving!” he says, grabbing the bowl from her hands. He sits down at the counter of the bar. Cheyenne makes her way over to where Shanks is sitting and sits down next to him. She puts her elbows on the counter and rests her chin on her hands, eyes directed at Shanks 👀.
“Soooo how did you sleep?” Cheyenne says with a giddy smile on her face leaning closer to him.
“Pretty good~” Shanks says with a smug smile while grabbing another spoonful of porridge.
“That's good~, … anything else you wanna say???” she says playfully, batting her eyelashes.
“Hmmm…nope can't think of anything else. Oh! Actually yes, your hair is very…unruly this morning.” he says with a teasing smirk, dramatically stroking his chin pretending to think.
“Ah! Really?!?!” she smooth down her hair “your such a lair!” she laughs lightly pinching his arm.
“Am not! You wound me~” he says playfully, holding his chest.
“Your hair is just as bad~” she says with a wicked grin, lightly pulling on a strand.
“Hey! Thats the style I'm going for!” he retorts with a playful pout.
“anything else you want to say?” she says with her hands on her hip.
Shakes just shrugs
Cheyenne lightly touches his shoulder “Oh really? Too bad, I was hoping you would ask for seconds, boss~” She winks, starting to get up from her seat. Shanks grabs her sleeve,
“Wait, wait. I was teasing! I would love seconds, then we will talk more okay?” he says with a slightly flush to his face.
She spins around with a bright smile on her face “Sounds good!!! I grab that for you right away~” scurrying to grab him another bowl.
“You're teasing her too much, chief.” Hango sighs, patting Shanks shoulder as he walks by.
“It's just so tempting, I get a reaction every time.” he laughs with a longing look in his eyes.
“Sure, that's the reason” Yassop jokes, slapping shanks back with laughter. The crew followed suit with roaring laughter.
“Did I miss something?” Cheyenne walks back out with his next bowl.
“It's nothing, pidge, sit.” he says patting the seat next to him that she was sitting in earlier.
A tingle shoots down her back ‘He called me pidge…that was really…’ face flushed red, she sits down next to him.
“I know you have been eagerly awaiting my answer and,” Shanks turns his body to face her with a smile, “I think you would be a great fit for our crew.”
“You really think so?!?!” she jumps out of the chair and gives him a tight hug “Thank you so much!!! I'M SO EXCITED!!!”
She pulls away from the hug with a bright smile plastered on her face, and runs over to the rest of the crew and starts talking to them.
‘She's shy but she opened up pretty fast, she's quite the socialite otherwise. She is the perfect addition,’ He thinks as he takes his last bite of porridge. ‘She's a good cook too, so she could definitely join Lucky, but she's also good at communication and sneaking around thanks to her pets. She can do both. She also called me boss earlier which was very…’ He smirks.
“So…do you need help packing?” Shanks asked, hopping off of the chair.
“Actually…yes. That would be amazing, thank you!!!” Cheyenne says, starting to head to her room, with a little pep in her step as he quickly follows behind.
“Welcome to my humble abode,” She says, opening the door and gesturing her hands to her room in a silly way “After you my good sir!!!”
“Do you even know the implications of inviting a man into your room?~” Shanks says with a smug smile as he walks in.
“Yeah but it's not like that, you don't see me in that way, besides everyone knows you are helping me pack. It would be silly to think anything else was going on~” she says sitting down at her worn oak desk.
“Ah, that is true I did say that in front of everyone didn't I?” he says in a playful tone plopping down on her bed.
“So what are we tackling first?” he asks.
“Well…can you help me pack up all my books please? That would be a major help.” she says.
“All of them?” he says in awe.
“All of them…there's really not that many.” she says with a raised eyebrow.
“I'd say 5 bookshelves filled to the brim is a lot.” he says, grabbing the first few.
“It's not as much as you think. I promise. I'll get started on my plushies~” she says with a giggle.
“Oh sure~ give yourself the easy one.” he teases.
“Hey, one of us is in pain all the time and isn't as strong as you~”she says, slightly sticking out her tongue.
“In pain all the time?” He stops and looks back at Cheyenne.
‘Shoot…I should have said it sooner but it's kind of a mood killer.’
“Um…yeah, I have a couple of chronic conditions. Ones that causes pain, fatigue, insomnia, all the good stuff, but it's not always that bad…just sometimes it hurts more than other days. I was kinda hoping to hide it for a while. Till I proved I was more useful.” she says, slightly cringing.
‘Please don't be angry…’
“You should have told me sooner,” he says walking up to her “We…I want you on my crew for you not for what you can provide or do. You do not need to prove yourself.” Shanks says, patting her head with a pointed look.
“But I love helping people, I would love to use my power to help you guys in any way I can. I work even if I'm in pain… and I would like to work however and whenever I can. Even if it hurts…I'm used to pushing through it.” she says with tears starting to form in her eyes.
“But you shouldn't push yourself so hard just to prove something to us. You can obviously help us however you want…but I want you to promise you will tell me if it's getting really bad and if you need a break. Obviously you can do that on your own time. But if we're out just tell me, okay?” he says with an soft look in his eyes.
“I promise…I'm surprised you didn't respond to the strong part of my sentence?” she says lightly poking his arm with a bashful look.
“Don't change the subject. Don't over exert yourself, got it?” he says, poking her arm back.
“Got it, got it,” she says holding up a hamster plushie “Now back to work~”
“Wow, now a hamster is giving me orders, what kind of establishment is this?” he teases while grabbing more books.
“One with a lot of plushies and animals~” she says, packing her plushies into her bags.
“Speaking of animals, where are they?” Shanks asks.
“Well Fish is sleeping in my cardigan pocket right now, and Otter is probably begging for food right now.” she says with a light giggle.
“Ooooo~ you read romance comics?” he teases flipping through one of her books “so in this one the love interest turns into an animal if someone of the opposite gender hugs them, and it's not just him either…very interesting~” he says with a smug smile looking directly at cheyenne.
“Hey!!! No judging!!! They are very fun to read, you can borrow them whenever you like if you're so interested~” she says playfully smacking his arm.
“I'll definitely think about it~” he retorts back.
“Okay that's the last of my plushies, there weren't that many but they are a little big,” she says “How are you doing?”
“Last row” he says.
“Nice!!! Then I'll start working on Fish and Otters stuff.”
“How much could a dog and hamster have?” Shanks says putting away the final book.
“Well, you would be surprised, but it's not as bad as you think,” She says, picking up Otter's bed and blankets “Can you hold these for me please?”
She lifts a medium sized glass aquarium off of her dresser.
“Do you have fish?” Shanks asks with a raised brow.
“I have a Fish. But he's a hamster. He needs enrichment aside from being out all the time.” she giggles as Fish scurries into his cage.
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“I think that's it!!!”she says triumphantly.
“I’ll get my men to help carry stuff down to the ship.” Shanks says starting to walk down the hallway.
“Alrighty!!! I'll grab Otter, and I already have Fish with me. I'll put them on the ship then I will come back and say goodbye.” she says.
“Don't worry we will come back with you after you get your stuff on the ship.” Shanks says.
“I'm super excited to see the ship!!!” She smiles with giddiness, grabbing Otter.
“I think you will like it,” he smiles smugly. “Plus you get your own quarters. You are the only woman after all.”
“Oh nice!!! Wait…I’m the only woman?” she looks at Shanks with a shocked expression.
“Yeah. Did you not notice?” He laughs.
“I actually didn't even think about that…” she says, averting her eyes.
‘HOW COULD I NOT NOTICE THAT?!?! Oh well no use worrying about it now I guess…’
She makes her way up the stairs to the ship,
“THIS SHIP IS HUGE!!! I didn't know the ship was this big, I could barely see it when you arrived because of the snow storm.” she says with a giddy laugh.
“She's almost too excited, chief.~” teases Hango, kicking shanks on the back of his leg.
“No such thing!!!” said Lucky with a roaring laugh, unpacking food supplies onto the ship.
“ARE THOSE PALM TREES?!??! I'VE NEVER SEEN THEM IN PERSON!!! AMAZING!!! I think I could definitely plant some vegetables, oh and flowers too!!! Oh wait, I'd have to ask about that first…” she rambles.
“Cheyenne!” Shanks yells from the other side of the ship
“Ope, coming!!!” she yells back.
As she makes her way over he gestures towards a door, “This is the door to the living quarters.” He opens the door and waves his hand for her to follow him. They walk along a short hallway and opens a door near the end.
“This will be your room,” he smiles, throwing his arm towards the room, wiggling his fingers. “We would definitely need to build some bookshelves though…didn't really think about that…”
“No!!! That's okay really!!! They don't need shelves. They are fine with just being stacked.” she says with a flustered look.
“Pidge…come on now. After the way you had them set up? I think they deserve to be on shelves again. Think of it as a welcome gift.” Shanks says, setting down the boxes of books he was carrying in his arm.
“No really!!! It's okay you don't have to!!!” She says, putting down Fish's cage.
Fish crawls out of his cage and climbs Cheyenne and perches on her shoulder.
“Hey Fish, can you tell Pidge here that no matter how much she protests, it will still happen?~” he asks with a smug grin, locking eyes with her.
“I hear you loud and clear, boss~” She teases, as she averts her gaze.
She walks over to the bed and plops down. “Only one woman and only a few beds…very interesting choice.” she says with mirth.
“Well you never know…” he chuckles, while ruffling his hair. “Is it comfortable for you? The bed?”
“Yeah actually it is. It's really soft which is surprising…and it's a queen size…and it's…my bed?” she looks up at him in surprise. “How did you do that without me noticing? AND HOW DID IT GET HERE BEFORE ME?!?! You guys work fast…scary fast.”
“Yeah you could say that…or, that you weren't paying attention to the big box that was being carried a few people behind us…like when you got distracted by the palm trees?” he teases.
“Oh…true,” she says, face flushed red. “Anyways, thank you so much!!! You really didn't need to do that…”
She gets up and takes a few strides and wraps him up in a hug. “I really mean it, thank you.” he can hear and feel her happiness just radiate through him.
“Anyways~ I am so excited!!!” she says with an eager look in her eyes.
“I should get my stuff unpacked, especially Fish and Otter’s things.” she says fidgeting through a bag.
“I'll leave you to it then~” he says as he turns around a slight flush begins to climb up his face.
‘She's very compelling…’
Cheyenne has officially become a red haired pirate
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I am not good enough to sail with pirates. I wouldn't be of any use to him anyway.
She sits down on the ground in the barn just outside of the inn. Otter comes up and lays his head in her lap and looks up at her with puppy eyes. Fish pushed himself against her cheek waiting to wipe away tears.
“I'm fine guys…really” she says petting them both.
“I just need to calm down a bit.”
She stands up and starts feeding the cattle.
“Knock knock,” Shanks says.
“Hey.” she says quietly.
“Hay? Hays for horses!” Shanks says.
She throws some of the feed his way. Still, a hearty laugh managed to roar up from her throat.
“I’m sure you got what my parents were hinting at. I'll be honest…I'd love to travel with you guys. But I truly don't know what I would be good at. Or what use your crew would have of me.” she says while still handing out feed. “I obviously have my necklace, so I can do communications stuff. I cook, I clean, I can do those basic things. I can help doctor Hongo, I'm trained in some things there.” Cheyenne rambles.
“You definitely seem qualified, but I'd have to think on it.” Shanks says with his finger on his chin.
“You think so!?!?!” Cheyenne beams.
“But I need you to do something first.” he says.
“Like what?” she says, side eyeing him.
“Well, I want you to come back inside and have some drinks with me and my crew, loosen up a bit, have fun” Shanks says.
Her cheeks go red and eyes bright “I'd really like that!!!” “your parents want to talk to you first though.” Shanks says gesturing his arm to the door.
“On it!!!” she says.
She hurriedly walks back into her house connected to the inn.
“I know Shanks said he is thinking on it. But I don't want you guys to get hurt because of me if I Join his crew. I know Sequoia is here to help you guys so I'm not as worried on that front but still.” she says with concern
“Cheyenne. You need to relax. If , and when, you join his crew, your brother Sequoia will be here to support us. Plus, we have a whole village to support us as well. We will be fine. We want you to have fun. Just don't push yourself to hard ” Cherie says.
“You need to relax, have fun and stop worrying.” says David with a flick to Cheyenne's forehead. “We know you have a brain in there so use it.” he continues with Cherie nodding her head in agreement.
“Okay, okay, I will,” she giggles
“Anyway, I'm gonna hangout with everyone out front, if you guys need anything.” she pleads.
“We know he already told us now, shoo shoo” Cherie says, pushing her out the door closing behind her.
“Taken care of?” Shanks questions.
“I think so,” she says with a confused look.
“Alrighty, let’s go.” he says walking ahead of her.
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“So you have a brother huh?” Shanks says as he downs yet another drink.
How many is that now???
“Yep! We are twins actually!!!” she says, trying to talk over the lively pirate crew, as she downs her 3rd drink.
“Ah!!! Really? That’s interesting! Whats he like?” he says
“well...hes a mechanic, smart and stubborn, he has a wife and daughter with another one on the way” She says brightly.
“Ah so your a aunt! Very nice. What about you? Do you have anyone?” he asks
“Me?!? Absolutely not” she laughs.
“Never?” he asks, shocked
“Never…” she looks down at her cup
“Anyway, how are you not flushed already??? I feel like my face is gonna burn off .” she says, fanning herself with her hand.
‘she just loves to changing the subject…especially when its questions about her…’
“What can I say? I can handle my liquor.” he says smugly.
He's bragging…the warm light from the fire is really making his brown eyes shine…
“Clearly!” she exclaims, giving him a slight pinch on his arm. She takes another sip, trying to force her lingering gaze elsewhere.
“Woah!!! Whatever this is, it's really strong.” She says, as it burns her throat. She can feel her ears turn hot.
“It's the good sake!” Shanks laughs.
“Then we have different ideas of what good is,” she says while setting the drink down while trying to fight off a disgusted look as the flavor still lingers in her mouth.
“If I finish that I don't think I'll wake up tomorrow.” she says with an awkward laugh, slightly picking at the worn wood bar top.
“Fair enough! I’ll finish it then.” Shanks says, as he grabs the glass from her, tips his head back and chugs it.
“I can not believe you can down that all!!!” she says, leaning forward, her hands covering her mouth in hearty laughter.
“See you're loosening up a bit!!!” he says, lightly slapping her back.
‘He's touching me…’ she jumps forward a bit in her seat, going stiff.
“Whoops, sorry! Woah your face is really red now! The drinks hitting you?” Shanks asks.
“Yeah pretty hard actually…” she says. “I'll go get some bread to calm it down.”
‘He got way too close to me.’ She says walking into the kitchen. she grabs a bread loaf and starts to slice it into pieces.
“Butter…butter…butter!!!” she says, as she turns around she bumps into someone.
“Oops sorry!!!” Cheyenne apologizes
“Nah. It's my fault.” says Beckman.
“What are you doing back here? Do you need something? I can grab you something! Just name it.” Cheyenne says looking up at him.
“Cool it. I'm fine, I can grab what I want myself,"Beckman says, flicking his hand as he turns around.
“Oh okay…”she hangs her head as she turns back to buttering her bread.
Cheyenne starts to smell smoke as she covers the last piece of bread in butter.
“You don't mind, do ya’?” says Beckman, blowing a puff of smoke.
“No, not really. I think the smell is comforting sometimes. But not around food.” She says looking up, staring directly in his eyes with an annoyed smile.
“Grab what you want and smoke out there, anywhere besides the kitchen please.” She smiles ushering to the door with a nod of her head as she walks back out by Shanks.
‘She's definitely got a stubborn side to her’ Beckman chuckles to himself as he walks back out.
“I cut up some bread for us. Well mostly for me.” she laughs, sitting back down by shanks.
“So…um…it's pretty cold outside huh?” Cheyenne says while fidgeting with her sleeves. ‘I really need to sober up a bit. I'm drawing blanks for normal conversation…and he is very handsome and it's hard to hide that while I'm like this’
“Yep! Pretty common for a winter island…what made you nervous all of the sudden?” Shanks asks while setting down his cup.
‘Shoot I was caught, play it cool’
“Just had a few too many drinks. I can't think straight…that's all” she says, stuffing a piece of bread in her mouth.
“Ah! got it, got it…you sure that's it?” he says leaning towards her trying to look her in the eye.
‘Too close again!!!’
Her face turns an even brighter red, averting her gaze looking to the side.
“Y-YES! I AM SURE!”
“I don't know…sure seems like you have something to say…” he says suspiciously.
“I just…really like you…and your crew…and I'd really like to go sailing and be a pirate…and it seems like you guys have a lot of fun, and I know that's not always the reality of being a pirate, but I-” she cuts herself off as tears start to well up in her eyes as she forces her head down. ‘Do not cry. Not in front of him. Not in front of anyone. Besides that's not what i really want to tell him…’
“Hey, hey, relax.” he says, putting his hand on her shoulder. She lifted her head and looked him directly in his eyes.
‘I simply cannot break away from his contact. He sure is touchy…he's just one of those people I guess’
“Remember what I said. Just relax and have fun tonight. We can talk about it tomorrow. Okay? I promise.” he says gently.
“I really am trying. I am an overthinker at heart. So it's hard for me to just drop a subject. Even in my current state of drunkenness.” she said admittedly.
“But I'll try harder!!!” she says, grabbing the cup that she put down earlier, drinking it like a shot.
“Oh my gosh…that burned!!!” she says coughing
“Very daring!” Shanks said laughing.
Cheyenne closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. ‘I'm getting really sleepy from all this drinking. Plus it's already getting late.’
Just then, a light melody starts to play from the piano.
“I love this song!!!” she says with a giddiness and a bright smile as she turns around to face the musician and the singer, as she starts swaying to the music.
“This is the night
It's a beautiful night
And we call it bella notte
Look at the skies
They have stars in their eyes
On this lovely bella notte”
‘It's the slow dancing time of night now. Normally with locals, we don't drink as much. It's more of a night to relax. This night however is different.’ she peeks to her right to find Shanks staring at her with a slightly goofy grin. She almost jumps out of her skin and averts her eyes back to the musician
‘Maybe he didn't see me look in his direction…’
“So…if you like the song, why don't you go dance? Maybe do some twirling. I'll go out there with you if you like.” he says with that same goofy grin.
“I'M FINE WITH JUST LISTENING, THANK YOU THOUGH.” she says going stiff with nervousness.
“Okay, let me know if you change your mind.” Shanks says with a smile putting his cup to his mouth.
‘Teasing her is fun…she is so gonna cave.’
“So take the love of your loved one
You'll need it about this time
To keep from falling like a star
When you make that dizzy climb”
For this is the night
And the heavens are right
On this lovely bella notte
On this lovely bella notte~”
‘The regret of not saying sure why not, is eating me alive. My gut and brain are telling me to say something. BUT I ALREADY SAID NO!!! Just ask anyway. He may think you're weird. Yeah probably. Can't stay shy forever. DO IT. DO IT. DO IT.’
“Um…Shanks?” she says lightly tapping his shoulder.
“I would like…to take you up on your offer.”
“And what's that?” Shanks asks with a smug grin.
She rolls her eyes “I would like you to go out there with me. So I can dance…Please.”
“You don't expect me to dance with you?” he says, almost dejected.
“I-I mean not really. I didn't know that's what you meant by that!?!” she says all flustered.
“I'm just teasing…unless…” he says jokingly sticking out his tongue.
‘Jerk’ she punches his arm while standing up to go dance. “Besides, I already have two dance partners.” she says with a smirk.
‘What? But I was the one that asked her. Teasingly of course. But still. Who else asked her?’ Shanks thought, following her.
There stood a small light tan and brown dapple dog, Cheyenne scooped him up and started to sway to the music. Otter started wagging his tail, side eyeing Shanks.
‘Oooooh okay. So it's Otter. But who's the other person? Animal? Oh wait…’ Shanks thought, as Fish scurried out of her cardigan pocket and crawled on her shoulder.
‘Annnnd there he is.’ He sighed.
“Your two dance partners are quite the lookers.” Shanks says with a laugh.
“They say…thank you” she says, avoiding eye contact and face flushed red. He looks at Fish and Otter, Fish glares at him, and Otter just stares in his eyes, as he looks at them.
“Are you sure that's what they are saying? based on the looks they are giving me…I don't believe that”
“Well…Otter did…Fish on the other hand, did not.” she says apologetically, putting Otter down as soon as the song finishes.
Cheyenne's expression changes to giddy again and grabs Shanks' arm lightly “Wait here for a second!!! I'm gonna put in a song request!!!” as she rushes up to the musicians.
She comes running back and smiles.
“What did you ask for?” Shanks says looking down at her.
“You'll see,” she says with a big grin. “Besides, this song is the one I was thinking we could dance to!!!”
‘She just got way more direct…interesting…cute.’ He thinks while having a hint of flush to his face.
The piano starts with an upbeat tone, the singer starts,
“It's goin' down, I'm yellin' timber
You better move, you better dance
Let's make a night you won't remember
I'll be the one you won't forget”
“Hope you got good footwork!” she says with a big grin.
Cheyenne grabs his right hand. He locks hands with her, as she starts to spin around him.
‘Swing your partner 'round and 'round
End of the night, it's goin' down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it's goin' down
Swing your partner 'round and 'round
End of the night, it's goin' down
One more shot, another round
End of the night, it's goin' down’
She starts to get a bit dizzy, slightly tipping backwards. Shanks grabs her by the small of her back.
“Woah! You okay?” he says with a hint of concern, a wide smile graces his face.
“Yeah just a bit dizzy, drinks and spinning isn't a good mix.” she giggles
‘I don’t mind his touch as much right now…I may regret it if I let it linger’
Cheyenne places her hand on his cheek, feeling his scruffy beard on the palm of her hand. Shanks lets his lips press against her palm. She quickly pulls away her hand in sheer embarrassment.
‘WHY DID I DO THAT!?!? WHY DID HE DO THAT!?!? I JUST GOT BUTTERFLIES!!! STUPID!!! STUPID!!!’
“T-that's not what I meant I'm…, you- you are still touching me!” she says with a frantic but apologetic look.
“Ah!!! Right sorry” a flush spreads across his face, faint but definitely noticeable.
“Anyway, I'm gonna head to bed before I fall over” Cheyenne laughs
“Need an escort?” Shanks says in a joking manner.
“I should be fine. My house is literally…here. Thank you though,” she giggles. “See you tomorrow.”
‘She's definitely an odd one. Mixed signals. She probably won't remember that in the morning…probably…hopefully. No matter, she will be happy with my choice tomorrow.’ as he walks back to his room for the night.
“Otter you were supposed to wake me up!!!” she says in a slightly irritated tone. She slouched down by the mirror next to her bed to make sure her hair wasn't a mess.
“Good enough!!! Let's get going guys!!!” Otter and fish are at attention, she rushes out of her bedroom with them following closely behind.
She makes it out into the main dining and bar area. Almost everyone is done eating at this point in the morning.
“You’re already to go I see!” Shanks comments.
Cheyenne looked down at her puffy pale blue coat that goes down to her knees, and the knee high bulky winter boots and gloves that match.
“Yep!!! I just need to grab my scarf on the way out!!!” she says.
“Lead the way then!” Shanks smiles.
“It is a bit of a hike!” she says.
On the way there Shanks starts asking questions.
“So did you get any more sleep last night?” he says.
“I did, actually!!! I felt better after we talked. It put me at ease…how ‘bout you? Did you get any more sleep?” she asked.
“I did. Probably would have gotten more if I wasn't woken up by my crew.” Shanks laughs.
Cheyenne giggles “I could hear them too. It's fun to have lively people though!!!”
Otter dances at her feet “ah!!! That's right!!!” she exclaims. “I'll ask for a big helping when we get there okay?” she promises. Otter excitedly starts prancing ahead.
“What's that about?” Shanks questions.
“Whenever we go to the butcher otter gets the scraps. He's always super excited about it.” she says.
“Atta boy! A man that knows what he wants!” Shanks says reaching down and pets him.
As they reach town, everyone begins to split up.
“Everything is relatively easy to find, especially if you kinda just want to just wander around and sight see.” she says.
“Sounds good to us! Meet us back here in an hour?” Shanks says.
“Sounds perfect!!!” She says.
Otter is doing circles around her feet “Okay! Okay! I'm going.” she laughs “we gotta get something for Fish too, we can't leave him out.” She says as Fish makes a happy squeak sound in her ear.
- -
Shanks has a noticeable frown on his face and it is 30 minutes after the meeting time and Cheyenne still hasn't come back.
“You think she's in trouble?” Beckman asks.
“Possibly,” Shanks says while walking using his observation haki. “why don't we find out.”
They hear Cheyenne in the distance “I'm really sorry, but I really cannot let you do this.” Her voice was followed by a whole bunch of barking and howling.
“Wolves’?” Hongo says.
“Behind the butcher shop.” says Shanks.
A bit farther behind the butcher shop stood Cheyenne and a pack of wolves. Shanks starts to count how many wolves’ there are, 9 in total. He gives his crew a nod. Just as they reach for their weapons, Shanks stops before he grabs his sword as he hears Cheyenne start to say
“As I have said before I can't let you do this…I am sorry.” The wolves’ growls grow louder. The sleds worth of meat behind her is likely what they are after. “But I can offer you something else…my friend hunts for a living. She has many rabbits and deer that cannot be sold. We didn't know what else to do with them. Would you do us a huge favor and take them off our hands? They are just a few houses down. I can take you to them.” she says confidently.
The wolves’ ears pricked up. The wolves’ look back and forth at each other and swish their tails and vocalize. Shanks and his crew's eyes widened,the wolves…agreed? At least that's what it looks like.
“Thank you so much!!! That is such a big help!!!” she smiles. Leading them to the house, like she had promised, there is a good amount of rabbits and deer back behind her friends house in a chest. “Dig in and take what you like!!!” she says.
The wolves howl at her “Oh it's no problem!!! Thanks for taking it off her hands. she will be happy that we have some new customers.” she says smiling and waving. Then she turns around to a baffled crew of pirates.
“Okay…how…what was that? Do you have a devil fruit?” Shanks laughs in amazement as he walks up to her.
“Well…yes, kinda.” she admits as she sits down on a nearby crate.
“I'm so sorry I didn't come back on time. I was helping other people, and then that happened, and obviously I couldn't just act like that wasn't happening, otherwise the guilt would eat me alive, and it probably still will anyway, but like, at least I did something about it…kinda. Again I am so so so sorry. I'm sorry you guys felt like you had to come find me…and…” The rambling continues for a couple more words when Shanks stops her,
“It's okay. We were wandering around anyway. Do not be sorry. We made that decision ourselves…so what is your devil fruit exactly? Communication of some kind?”
“Yes…sorta. I call it the talk-talk fruit but it's a part of this necklace i always wear.” She pull out the necklace from underneath her coat by her neck. Light gold with a small turquoise gemstone.
“This necklace allows me to communicate with any type of animal. Oh!!! It also includes people, too!!! At least from what I have tried anyway.” she says.
“That's pretty useful. Especially around here it seems. Does stuff like this happen all the time?” Shanks asks while sitting down next to her on a crate with a flip of his coat.
“The wolves are once in a blue moon, normally they have enough food to hunt. Maybe they were looking for something a bit easier when they walked by. I'm sure they could smell it for a while.” she says fidgeting with her gloves.
“But I can do stuff a bit more on the…swindler side of things??? That's the best way I can describe it. It's pretty useful to get things back for people.” she stated.
“I can demonstrate right now if you want. A man over there just stole some potatoes from that seller over there.” she says as she gets up and starts walking towards the man.
She nods her head at Otter who is already two steps ahead of her, he's at the man's feet in seconds. Otter lets out a screech and acts hurt.
“Ah!!! My poor boy!!! Did your paw get stepped on? You poor thing.” Cheyenne says, picking him up off the ground.
“Please look where you are going, sir!!! You would have known where you were walking if you weren't so busy stealing those woman's potatoes.” She says as Otter leaps out of her arms and grabs the sack out of the man's hands.
“Listen miss, I have a family to feed. I need to do this to survive. Especially with no job!” the man says standing somewhat stiff and anxious.
“I truly understand that, believe me. But this woman is also trying to make a living, in a town that truthfully doesn’t get a ton of business as of late outside our regulars.” she says.
“Down at the inn we are hiring, it doesn't matter about background, if you want to work we can surely use the help and we would greatly appreciate it!!!” she smiles.
“It's not great pay. But it is something. That's unfortunately all I can offer.” she says handing him back the potato sack.
“I'll think about it…” the man scurried off.
Cheyenne hands the woman some money. “I’m sorry but I'm positive he needed it. I'll pay for him.” she says walking back to the group of pirates.
“Yeah I didn't know what to call that honestly. I have done more of that with more risk. But I can definitely use it to my advantage.” she says somewhat proudly.
She starts walking “Anyway we should head back for lunch, we also have quite the feast to prepare for tonight.” she grins.
“For what occasion?” Shanks asks.
“Just a thank you for stopping by… it's also something we try to do at the end of every week. But we got more people this time!!!” She smiles, pulling the sleds full of food behind her.
“What are you planning on making?” Lucky Roux asks.
“Just a hearty stew and bread on the side. Simple, but filling!” Cheyenne says.
“Sounds nice and will be a good warm up.” Shanks replies.
“Definitely!!!” she smiles.
‘She's quite something alright. Todays sky seems brighter somehow ’ he thinks while looking at her bright smile.
- -
Dinner time rolls around, but Cheyenne is nowhere to be found. The food is done though, thanks to Lucky roux help.
“She disappeared a bit ago. She said she was taking food to someone, but she took 3 bowls with her.” Lucky says.
“I’ll take mine to go then as well. I'll go look for her. She should join us. She’s the one that planned this all anyway!” Shanks replied
“She went down that hallway then” Lucky points
Shanks makes his way down the hallway to a door that has a doormat at the base and a wreath with snowflakes, little hamster decorations, and the initials C, C, D, O, F. He chuckles to himself as he knocks on the door. ‘This is definitely her.’
Cheyenne slowly opens the door a crack “Hello?...OH MY GOSH HI” as she slams the door. ‘Was she excited?’ Shanks thinks. “HOLD ON JUST A SECOND” she yells. “Who's at the door?” says an older man's voice. “Given that she is blushing, it's probably a guy.” says an older woman's voice. “STOP, PLEASE” she says all flustered. She opens the door again. “Please come in,” she says bashfully.
‘Oh yeah definitely blushing’ Shanks thinks with a smirk. “Thank you!” he states, flashing her a smile.
She quietly closed the door.
“This is my dad.” she gestures to a tall husky older man standing tall at 6’8.
“And this is my mom” hand resting on her shoulder, a curvy older woman standing at 5’4.
“Howdy. Nice to meet you. I'm David and this is my wife Cherie” he says as he shakes his hand.
“Glad to meet you both. The name’s Shanks” he says.
“I don't think I need to tell you guys who he is. You already know.” Cheyenne says as she walks back to the table to finish setting up.
“Oh, we have definitely heard of him. Please have a seat” Cherie says.
“I set up a place for you…that’s why I shut the door again…sorry” Cheyenne says.
“No need to apologize. You are a great host” Shanks says with a smile.
Cheyenne turns bright red. Tears ready to fall that she forces down.
“Thank you for thinking so” she eeks out.
They all sit down at the table. Cheyenne hands out the bowls for her parents and for herself. Shanks takes a spoon full of stew.
“This tastes wonderful. The beef is so tender the potatoes and onions are cooked perfectly. You made this?” he asks.
“I had some help, but yes. I'm glad you like it. It's pretty simple but it's easy to make for a crowd.” she says sheepishly.
“Compliments to the chef then.” he laughs
“The other side of the table is pretty quiet. Not usual for you two. We should tell a story.” she says trying to change the subject off her.
“Well…let's see…I also used to be a pirate back in my prime.” David starts “I had many encounters with some bad guys. It led me to becoming disabled. Which is why I'm stuck on Glasera, this damn cold island, I wish I could move to somewhere sunny and warm.” he finishes.
“We will never be in a position to move again. But we can hope" Cherie says.
“You said you used to be a pirate, what was your crew's name?” Shanks questioned
“The Dogeared pirates.” David says with pride in his voice.
“I think I have heard of you guys! Possibly only in passing though.” Shanks states
“It was a while ago. We never did anything super dangerous. I wouldn't be surprised if we aren't brought up anymore.” David says curtly.
“Is that how you received your necklace?” Shanks asks, turning to Cheyenne.
“Yes actually!!! He brought it back from his last trip many years ago. I was six at the time!” she smiles.
“I decided that she had more use for it than I.” David said.
“We didn't really know what it was at first. But it really seemed to be the necklace!” Cherie said.
“And I was blessed with speech and understanding of all species and all languages. It is so cool. I love it.” Cheyenne beams.
“Very interesting. I'm glad you got a good one.” Shanks says with a smile.
‘That smile of his is lethal’ Cheyenne thinks. Mid thought she is interrupted by Cherie.
“So, what’s the plan?” she states.
“What plan?” Cheyenne questions.
“Aren't you gonna ask him to go sailing? Be a pirate on his crew?” her mother states.
Cheyenne freezes up and her face flushed red.
“I have to go feed the animals” Cheyenne says in an anxious tone as she stands up and hurriedly walks out the door.
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How many hours have passed? 4…5? Cheyenne looks at her clock. It's only been 2 hours.
“I'm not getting any sleep tonight am I…” she sighs. It's like this almost every night. ‘In fact I never get a good night's sleep. I can't tell if it's just general worries or thoughts of the unknown future that lay ahead of me. Maybe its my paranoia or…nevermind’ She gets dressed, puts on her favorite fluffy light blue coat and blue boots, and quietly heads out the door.
The snow crunches under her with every step as she walks to her favorite spot, a place with no lights to disrupt the full view of stars, to see the vibrant colors that light up the night sky. The perfect view to relax and just breathe in the cold winter air. Its up ahead
“finally” slightly out of breath “made it” she said. It's about a 10 minute walk from the inn but still quite the feat with all the snow. she smiles. Flopping down on her back she is cushioned by the snow. A sigh of relief washes over her,
“Breathtaking as always,” she says, looking at the night sky. Suddenly hearing the crunch of boots walk up snaps her out of her fixation on the sky.
“You weren't kidding about loving the cold were ya?” Shanks teased.
“Nope!!! I'm built for this weather! Dare I say the perfect temperature ” she answers.
“I don't know if i would say perfect~” he says jokingly
Cheyenne lets out a laugh “Pft- says the man that probably spent a lot of time in the north blue~”
“How could you tell?” with a sly look on his face, also plopping in the snow next to her.
“Not just anyone can come here and not look like they're going to turn into an icicle. Either that or you run warm like me.” she laughed
“You got me there.” he trails off. “Couldn’t sleep?” Shanks asked.
“It's normal for me, I've had insomnia since I was a little girl. Plus I would call myself more of a night owl anyway~" Cheyenne turns to him. “Are you like that too?” she asks.
“Sleepless nights just like you.” he says, turning to look at cheyenne.
They lock eyes 'I noticed his eyes earlier they're a lighter brown then mine, the snow reflects the moonlight into them perfectly’ “pretty” she says.
“Pretty?” Shanks is taken back with a confused smirk on his face.
Cheyenne's face turns bright red “Um yeah i was thinking the snow reflecting the moonlight is very…pretty” she says, quickly averting her gaze from him, starting to poke at the snow around her.
“You’re right, it is pretty,” he says, with a lingering glance, then his eyes turn back to the sky.
Cheyenne breathes a sigh of relief thinking he didn't catch the implication.
She laid back down and sighed “it's quite peaceful you know... I love the way the winter air and snow feel, to me it's comforting. ” she laughs
Shanks smirks “not an indoors person?”
“You could say that~ what gave it away?” she says teasingly
“Lucky guess~” he chuckles.
“I don't fare too well in hot weather though. Cold weather suits me better in that sense~” she smiles
They both lay in silence for a bit, just gazing at the winter night sky.
“It's nice being out here with another human,” Cheyenne admits “not to say that Fish and Otter aren't good company. But I don't know, I just feel more at peace tonight, more safe I guess you could say.”
“You feel safe with a pirate?” Shanks asks in a teasing tone.
“You're not my first encounter with one. Besides, I like to think I'm a good judge of character, but that remains to be seen~ ” she teases lightly with a hint of seriousness .
“Good judge of character huh?” Shanks smiles “I'm not threatening, am i?”
“Nope not in my eyes, and not in the eyes of my friends either.” She gives a sly smile.
“To your friends? Did I meet them yesterday?” he says with a confused look.
“Yes, actually two of them to be exact.” Cheyenne says reaching into her front coat pocket on her chest and takes out her hamster. “Fish and Otter.” Just as she finishes speaking, Otter comes running over wagging his tail.
“Animals? I thought you meant humans” shanks laughs
“I only have one human friend on this island anyway~” she teases.
Fish starts squeaking almost as if he's yelling. Cheyenne nods her head “Agreed.” she says. Shanks stares in confusion. “Oh excuse me, allow me to translate, fish says that animals are friends too, and I can't repeat the rest.” she says side eyeing Fish.
“That bad huh?” Shanks replies looking at Fish, who is looking very huffy at the moment.
Otter barks and wags his tail and does laps around shanks before going up to him for pets. “I take it that Otter has a better opinion of me?” he laughs.
“I don't think I need to translate that.” she laughs “he's easy to read!!!”
“So how can you tell what they are thinking?” Shanks asks.
“Oh…um just by their body language and the tone of their squeaks and um, barks! ” she says with an anxious feeling creeping up on her. She hurriedly started to make herself look busy and in thought by looking over Otter in a concerned way. “Oh my gosh? Where is your collar sir?” she says with a huff.
Shanks decides not to press the issue…for now.
“Anyway… I’m gonna go back inside and try to sleep at least a little bit. We've got a long morning ahead of us.” Cheyenne says.
“I’ll try too. goodnight see you in the morning…again.” Shanks laughs lightly, waving making his way back.
She can't explain why but she feels more at ease talking to shanks, he was just so easy to talk to, not to mention handsome. She can feel the blush crawling up her face “PULL IT TOGETHER CHEYENNE!!!” she yells, don't fool yourself, that kind of relationship would never happen to you, she says to herself as she walks back to the inn.
The cold winds nip at Cheyenne's cheeks as she stands down by the docks.
“I see a ship in the distance! I’m gonna make sure we have a fire going and some nice warm drinks!” she yells as she walks up the hill.
The inn door swings shut behind her, taking off her winter gear, snow falling to floor, melting.
“What's with the rush?” asks her coworker.
“I gotta prepare some food for the incoming ship. I assume they will be hungry. It is quite the journey to our island.” Cheyenne says.
Continuing with the cooking and cleaning as fast as she can manage. Setting up for what is likely to be a large pirate crew, based on the ship size. She hears someone at the docks yell, “Ship is docking!”
Cheyenne puts on her coat, mittens, scarf, again and goes out to greet them. The docks aren't too far from the inn so it takes no time at all. This might be the biggest ship she has ever seen come to their island, but no one else seems to be too shocked. The crew don some heavy winter clothes, it's kind of hard to tell what they look like underneath it all. One thing she knows for certain is it's one big crew, with some of the tallest people she has ever seen stop by here.
Someone, who she assumes is the captain, begins to speak,
“Hello, you wouldn't happen to have somewhere nice and warm where we can stay, would you?” says a crisp but clear deep voice muffled by a scarf. In fact she can barely see his face at all, nothing but eyes peek out from behind it all.
“Oh of course!!! Welcome! I think we have just what you are looking for! I have already started on food and drinks at the inn. I can lead the way.” Cheyenne says with a smile.
“Thank you. Lead the way then.” Tracking up the hill to the inn with what looks like a pep in her step, the man chuckles to himself with a hidden smile.
She opens the door to the large lobby in the inn, warm and cozy from the large stone fireplace on the wall straight forward from the door with fur adorned leather couches. The large bar and kitchen to the right that is bustling with business since it's a little past dusk when work ends, some people are already drunk and passed out. Cheyenne rolls her eyes “less people to hassle me, so that's a plus!!!” she ushers everyone inside.
“We've got tons to eat and drink, so please make yourselves at home!” says Cheyenne.
“Much appreciated.” says the man. The crew begin to shed the layers of clothing including the captain. Cheyenne suddenly finds herself staring at the man. She knows him. That's Shanks.
How could she not know…didn't she look at the ship…? “I guess I didn't,” she says out loud.
“Didn't what?” says Shanks with a sly smirk. She could feel herself turn red, she hoped the cold flush of winter hid it well. His smirk became a wide grin. “Come and sit. Have a drink and loosen up a bit.” he says, patting the seat next to him.
Cheyenne walks over with a suspicious look on her face, he is quite intimidating, she has never really talked to a man before… that wasn't family or village people at least. He was quite attractive too which made her more nervous. The look on her face makes him chuckle, “I'm supposed to be working…” she says with guilt.
“I'm sure your boss wouldn't mind if you sat down for a while.” Shanks replies, looking at the boss giving him a thumbs up. “See” his grin getting bigger.
“How could I possibly say no to that then?” She laughs, fidgeting awkwardly with the table. Shanks orders a round of beer for the entire inn. Swirling the drink in her hand ,“So, captain of the Red Hair pirates huh?” she asks.
“In the flesh” as he downs another drink.
“I'm sure your stories are more interesting than mine. I’ve traveled some but just for work.” She lightly laughs taking another swig of her drink with a bit of a grimace.
“Don't be too sure of that. I'm sure yours are just as interesting, if not more.” he says.
“I highly doubt that, but…” she thinks about her adventures, most of which are trading but to her they were much more. Even though she was traveling for trading doesn't mean she wasn't taking a look around at said places. She had gained a few companions that way after all!
“I have found some interesting things recently! Do you wanna see?” she says brightly, almost beaming.
“I can't say no to that kind of expression, now can I.” he says, but she's already down the hall, and into a room. She comes back out a couple of minutes later with something in her arms.
“A dog and a hamster?” he asks, confused.
“Not just any dog and hamster! The hamster is Fish and the dog is Otter.” she says, holding out Fish in her hand, and Otter by her legs.
“You guys can say hi, you know. It's the polite thing to do.” she says to Fish and Otter. Fish scurried over in front of shanks, let out some squeaks and bowed. Otter just excitedly did some circles around shanks, wagging his tail.
“Mighty kind of you all! They really understand you real well. You have them well trained.” Shanks says.
“Yep, it just takes time and communication, that's all!” she laughs.
“What brings you guys to our island?” Cheyenne asks.
“Well we needed to stock up. We are running quite low on food and supplies for our doctors.” Shanks replies.
“You stopped by the right place! We have tons of meat, not too much on the crop front though. That's probably obvious because of the cold and snow. We also have a couple of medicine shops around here.” she says. “I can show you all around too!” she beams.
“That anxious to be back out in that weather?” he jokes.
“Absolutely! I know it's not everyone's cup of tea. But it's just the way I like it. Snowy and cold” she says, rubbing her hands together.
Shanks lets out a loud laugh “An offer I can't refuse. Alright in the morning you can show us around. Sound good?” he says.
“Yes absolutely! Thank you!, I mean, of course I'd love to.” She says.
“Then it's settled. See you in the morning.” Shanks says, takes the last swig of his drink, gets up, and pat's her shoulder.
“Goodnight.” he says.
“Sleep well.” she replies, looking at him as he walks down the hall, with her hands on her face bright red. “Tomorrow is going to be a long day.” she says before she walks away for bed.
