Yee o'l Merryman

    “So, where are we going, Ma ~ tch ~ a ? ~ ✿”

- And so much for that moment of comfort and alone time.

     .Wow, Matcha, that’s nasty as hell.

     “Great! A positive attitude at work means higher productivity, right? ~ ✿ That means you’re more than ready to join me in my new BB ( Chaldea ) Channel!”

Says the one who left it out 

“...... It’s not like I’ve got a choice in the matter....  What new then for your BB ( Chalea going to burn ) channel update? “ 

     .Plot twist bitch: Took all the beer outside the fridge and now it’s warm.      “Ah, what’s with that face? Aren’t you glad to see me once again? ~ ✿”

Yet. Here he goes. Drinking that warm as hell beer, because he chooses death right now. 

     Ma - tch - a. ~ ✿

Cracks open the three bottles of  Budweiser at once.

❛ Settle down, Robin… ❜

He was so familiar with opening the silver flask he produced that he didn’t even look down at it while he did so. Then, when it was undone, he raised it to his waiting lips and tilted his head back to take in all it had left to offer. The way the liquor burned his throat was far more pleasing than the throb lingering in his singed knuckles. 

A shame that the full effect wouldn’t hit him until later. He needed its lifting embrace now.

❛ I wasn’t accusing you. I asked, and even said I didn’t care about it, and then I was only trying to point out why people might come to certain conclusions. Can’t you just save your compliments for them, then? I don’t really want to hear about how pretty you think they are. ❜

He’d be more settled, if he weren’t already just settled to being completely done. Raises head up and leans back, head draping backwards with stick still stuck between lips. Inhale - exhale- thin trail of smoke puffed out...

❛ If you’re always flirting with girls then its obvious to everyone that you like them. I don’t know why you’re being so defensive. ❜

After placating his nerves with another lengthy inhale he offered the still burning cigarette to his fellow Archer. Robin looked like he needed it and he was happy to free his hands so that he could reach for his trusted hip flask. There wasn’t a lot of whiskey left in it but a mouthful or two would tie him over until he found something to properly drown his worries in.

Right? So does that mean Blackbeard has a thing for every girl? Does David fancy half the ladies? Probably not, just cause they flirted doesn’t mean he had eyes on any of them, it just harmless flattery and a quick slip of compliment and teasing.

“ I don’t like accusations to something I am not and I’m not twisting my words when I said I don’t hold any feelings of romantic value towards them, you just keep implying that I do, course I am going to be defensive. “  

❛ Its not the same thing. Rider approached me… We weren’t talking about girls liking you. I asked you if you liked them! ❜

His unease had manifested as sweat and now itched his palms beneath his gloves (and even the nape of his neck). Though he scratched the latter his other hand was only capable of raising his cigarette for another long drag. Although smoking helped to keep him level it wasn’t enough to ease the tight knot on his brow.

Nor did it lessen the stain of embarrassment.

❛ I need a drink. ❜

He wasn’t talking about coffee this time. Such a sobering beverage couldn’t hope to nurse his wounds. The full cup would remain in front of him completely untouched.

“     And I already answered that it’s a NO. “ 

By the gods above this was annoying. Now he really wanted to just sleep for a damn eternity and a half and not be awoken. Head once more went down and face laid flat on the table, that was it. He was honestly just done, he speak of ladies beauty, but hell if he was going to actually take a liking to them.

He almost dropped his cigarette into his coffee when fronted with such a sudden accusation. Words like that burned his cheeks until the heat spread to his ears. Mixed feelings caused his heard to skip an awkward beat or two.

❛ Huh? …Who wouldn’t like being kissed by a cute girl? You’re always trying to get at least that far with them. You’re just jealous. ❜

Would he have done anything differently if he’d known Robin was spying on him? He wanted to get angry about the latter (demand his space, his right to secrecy) but the heat of the moment denied him. Instead of being mad he found himself anxious, almost thrown into a panic, and perhaps even a little guilty.

❛ I don’t want to talk about it. ❜

Well- that seemed to be a confirmation to the question. Did he say cute girl? Boy- oh boy....Robin was not going to break it to Billy about that, Astolfo were cute though, but he’d let the rider reveal that truth to Billy....ain’t his business if the smaller comrade had a crush. 

“ Apparently you when I can look at a pretty lady and compliment them, but guess that’s my answer to the question. “  

Whatever- he revealed that he knew the information and was used to the yelling from the smaller male, but when none came that pretty much were the answer he were seeking. It was Billy life. Shoulder simply raised, offhandedly shrugging. 

 “ Right- sure. “  

Content to let his earnestly made coffee grow cold he set about searching his pockets for a cigarette. He soon found one out but his lighter proved more elusive, requiring almost a full minute to locate.

❛ So you do think she’s pretty. You like her. ❜

The nun? The purple haired girl? Elizabeth? This list of women to keep his eye on was getting longer. 

He bit down on his cigarette a little too hard when he finally put it to his mouth and lit it.

❛ I don’t care if you do, you know. I was just asking… ❜

This again? What the hell....

“ She’s a pain more then pretty.   Quit putting words into my mouth, I ain’t got nothing to like about here, what up with you? “

 If Billy’s gonna play this game, fine he’d play too. 

❛ You could have just said all her traits without adding in that you think she’s pretty. ❜

Although grumbling instead of shouting his discontent was obvious. He took hold of the napkin offered to him, set it down over the spill and then moved his mug onto it. The increasingly damp ‘coaster’ was then put out of his mind.

❛ Why did you bring up that nun specifically? I don’t want to think about you checking her out. She’s scary enough on her own. ❜

“ I talk what I see, you know that. “ What a headache. Temple were being rubbed by the tip of fingers, now he were wide awake at least and all the energy that were drained had momentarily returned. 

“ It is a joke. Jesus, I rather stare at Elizabeth than that nun. I feel like my soul would be sucked out just talking about her right now.. “ 

The hand in which he had laid his cheek to rest now dropped to the table and struck it. He hadn’t meant to fire up yet the cup of coffee in front of him flinched at his force. Some of the heated contents spilled over the side and grazed his knuckles but he didn’t waste effort on soothing such a minor burn. 

Not yet.

❛ You just told me you thought she was super pretty! What else was I supposed to think?! ❜

Brows furrowed with a combination of annoyance and the unspoken ‘ I can’t believe this’ . Loudly sighs pulling out a napkin to hand over to Billy. 

 “ Just cause I say super pretty ain’t mean I’ve got a thing for her, you think I like that nun because she’s a looker? No!  “ 

He stopped pouring and lay the half full pot to rest on the table. His own cup, untouched, elicited a rising warmth that carried the aroma of the coffee with it. Somehow it didn’t smell nearly as inviting as it had when he’d made it. 

                            ❛ A super pretty girl…? ❜

The description of the woman had sunk deep into his stomach like a stone.

❛ You’re losing sleep for that kind of reason? …Do you like her that much? ❜

“............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “ 

Head arises quickly off table, nearly falling out of the chair rested on. What the hell!? Where did that even come from?

“ Where the hell did LIKE come from? “ 

❛ Hey, Robin…  are you alright? You look like you need a long nap. Or maybe that vacation you’re always talking about. ❜

He hadn’t been asked to do it but he was already moving to top the mug up with more coffee.

He would greatly appreciate the refill of the now empty coffee.

“  If I could get that vacation, it’d be great.       Sigh- but I doubt that’s gonna happen anytime soon.    A nap...it’s going to be, Billy do me a favour?  If you see some super pretty girl in a black lap coat and long purple hair with a red ribbon, wake me up. “