CHAOS THREAD. DRABBLE TIME!!!

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Here's how it works:

I give a prompt, people reply with drabbles filling the prompt and then prompt someone new at the end.

I'll probably write One Piece, but you can ask for other fandoms/things just realize they might be harder to fill. If you ask for RP-centric ones that I know I'll try to fill those easier than fandom ;) THIS CAN BE SHOWN TO ANYONE AND LINKED ALL OVER AND HAVE OTHERS JOIN IN.

SO. Keep that in mind and if you're gonna write anything over PG-13, mark it up top \o/ That way I know what to read j/k or am I


First Prompt:
Cold rain

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[lordofthesea]

Come on, Buttercup, Nami thought, begged watching the horse tear across the screen, cream colored neck sweating and frothing as the jockey urged her on. Almost first. Almost first. If only she could make it then Nami could take care of everything. The house. Nojiko. The kids. Everything.

Come on. Come onn!

Her spirits lifted as the horse made the final stretch, then dropped like a stone as The Generalissimo passed her, pulling into first and the prize. A hundred thousand, all gone. Nami remained standing straight, carefully, her fingers clutching the pint of beer that was only half gone.

"Lost another one, did you?" Arlong said, coming to her side, looking over her, his blue eyes sharp and missing nothing. Of all the card sharks that she'd met he was the one most like the name. Rutheless, brutal, could sense blood, or a bluff, a mile away, and held her massive debt over her head like a ten ton fist. It was a bad idea to owe a debt to his gang. A very bad idea.

"Maybe you should stop gambling, girlie and make an honest living." He laughed and wrapped an arm around her shoulder like she was some kind of armchair girlfriend.

"Hands off, Arlong," Nami said, voice as rigid as she could make it while inside she wanted to scream in frustration, cry, go back in time and shake herself out of ever making that stupid stupid bet. He grinned and squeezed just a little, to let her know who was boss, before letting go.

"We need you bright and early tomorrow, babe. We got some high rollers coming in. I need you to cheat them out of every single penny with that cute smile of yours," he said, pinching her cheek. She batted his hand away.

"I know my job," she said. She knew it. And she hated it. And damn that Buttercup anyway. Nami took a long swallow of the beer, letting it fill her. She never liked horses to begin with.

prompt
never get away