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He took a deep breath. Gathering his thoughts and preparing himself for the ‘story’ ahead. It was more than a story—

"Yosh— okay, so, uh. Once upon a time there was this… this ur, toy robot. …Yea. A toy! This toy was a superrr toy, with all sorts of trinkets and lights to make it really cool. It didn’t have many friends in the toy box it called home, in fact a lot of the other toys hated it because it just kept screwing up all the time.” And oh how that toy had been one hell of a screw up. Everyone had despised it with only a handful who called it ‘Aniki’… but Franky left that part out. “Anyways, one day— the toy robot decided to leave the box, and he did! Out he went through the window and into a field where he could hide away— it was there he noticed some wasps attacking this beeeautiful flower. He didn’t like that— so he pulverized all the wasps!”

For a moment, he was suddenly at a loss— having trouble continuing as the next part of the story is what he most wish to tell her. A faint smile found it’s way to his face, and only once he exhaled his worries did he continue.

"It was the prettiest flower he’d ever seen, but she was more than pretty. She was smart and passionate of her dreams. The toy robot wanted to be around her, always. When she was sad, he wanted to make her happy. When there wasn’t any reason to smile, he wanted to make her beam. She didn’t have to know he loved her, he was okay with idling by making sure she was happy." But that robot still wanted her to know. He expected nothing for any of his efforts— he just wanted to see her happy.

The raven wasn't sure what part exactly caused her to start smiling, perhaps about the flower and  how the robot protected it. Maybe it was what the toy did to make sure that she never felt lonely and kept her smiling. Was this a chance Franky took to tell her how he felt, in his own way? She wasn't sure when she started listening and going through her memories of their adventures. This wasn't about a flower and a robot, it became about them.

Robin waited for him to finish his story, "I think you should work on an ending." Smiling up at the cyborg, as she took a moment to form the next thought. The raven knew this was a big risk to herself, becoming close to someone again. She shut people out when she was younger, it was her defense since the world saw her as a demon unworthy of anyone's love. Sure she had her nakama now, but at what costs had she obtained this small boat of happiness.

"O-oh, uh—" Talk about a stroke of luck. Despite him trying to keep his cool, his cheeks were swift to redden. "Yea, well—" Nope. Words still fail him. How was someone like him suppose to approach a woman like that. If people thought him a pervert just because he refused to wear pants, they wouldn’t believe what was going on in his mind. His hand covered his face. No, no… thinking about Robin like that. She was too good for dirty thoughts; he just thought far too highly of her.

So, he settled for something more— gentlemanly. She wasn’t a prize to be won, she was so much more to him; of course he was silent about such feelings.

╠❀~   Bright blue eyes watched him going into a thinking zone of sorts, picking up that faint flush on his cheeks. A faint laugh passed from her lips as she waited patiently for him to decide what they would do. She was at his whim, and wondered what he had planned perhaps it'd be something risque. Crossing her arms, and tilting her head as he spoke.

A movie-thon? Seemed simple, but she'd probably enjoy it. Offering him a smile, "He might. Though we will need to keep the snacks away from Luffy finding out. He'll eat it all before we even say movie night. "