CHAPTER 300 TOY STORY

CHAPTER 300 TOY STORY

We prepared to leave the ship in the early morning when we reached Dressrosa. Nami, Chopper, Brook, and Sanji had volunteered to go to Zou to get Trafalgar’s crew. Sanji was with our group for now since the dropoff for Caesar wasn’t for a while yet. He and those doing the exchange would head back to the Sunny when time got closer.

Trafalgar had suggested we put on disguises. Instead of that I just changed everyone’s faces with a Transformation Jutsu. I made Luffy into Sasuke again. Zoro I turned into Kakashi. Sanji I made into a blonde Jaraiya. Trafalgar I turned into Nighteye, their expressions were about the same anyway. Franky I turned into All Might since they were about the same size. I made Kinemon into Tanjiro from Demon Slayer, causing Momonosuke to demand the same, though he was staying on the ship. Robin opted to change herself with chakra, making her visage into a very disappointing less busty and blonde version of herself. I turned into Gene Starwind from Outlaw Star.

“Do me, do me,” Chopper said excitedly. I turned him into Happy from Fairy Tale, and he smiled widely.

“Alright, everyone got their sheets of paper with names?” I asked. People patted pockets. “Alright, Cap, ready to disembark?”

“Yosh,” Luffy said. “Let’s beat up a Flamingo.”

I let out a sigh. “You do realize I was joking, and it’s a real person, right?”

“You said he had pink feathers,” Luffy said, confused.

“He wears a pink feather boa,” I said.

“A snake?” Luffy asked.

I felt the headache coming on. “Nevermind. Beat anyone up that people are running away from.”

“I can do that,” Luffy said, punching his hand. We got on to 2 of the small ships Franky had stored under the ship. One resembled the Going Merry, the sheeps head I took off of the ship mounted on the front. It was good to see it would be with us.

We got to the dock on Dressrosa with little issue. Paying a small fee I didn’t bother to keep the guys in line. Walking out into the streets the town appeared like any other.

Most of the time in One Piece I expected to come to some advanced civilization for some reason. But this appeared to be like a romanticized version of Mexico in my eyes. Homes were brick or some kind of stone, women danced in the street. People laughed and others fought. The road we followed was paved with stones. People or animals pulled carts along it.

But it was easy to see that the place was busier than normal. Dozens of ships anchored off the island there appeared to be people from all over.

“Excuse me,” Trafalgar asked a passerby while wearing Nighteye’s face. “What’s going on today? Is there a festival?”

“You didn’t hear? There’s a tournament going on. Donquixote pirates are putting up a Devil fruit as the prize.”

“Which?” Robin asked.

“The very one Whitebeard used to have. The Tremor Devil Fruit. People are going crazy over it,” the man said and was soon off.

“What the hell?” Luffy asked, but Robin and I locked eyes. “Ash’s old man’s fruit? She would want that back.”

“You should uh, go try to win it,” I said. Worried, but didn’t see why canon couldn’t stick.

“We have things to do,” Trafalgar interrupted.

“We can handle it. Like you said. Could be days to find the factory. And better than some other idiot having it,” I said.

“Yosh, I’m gonna check it out at least,” Luffy said. Franky ran off with him.

“Wear a costume just in case you get hit,” I warned again. I’d told them the jutsus wouldn’t last long if they were damaged, but I doubted he listened.

“Uh yeah, Weston Watanabe. I guess you know me from my bounty?” I asked, a wide smile on my lips as I studied her.

“No, you wouldn’t remember me,” she said disappointed. “We met years ago.”

“We did?”

“Yes, but anyone turned into a toy is forgotten.”

“Oh no. I lost my memories a while ago. I don’t remember anything before 2 years ago or so,”

I admitted. “I’m sorry, who are you?”

“I’m Rebecca,” she said, some hope in her voice. “Your dad and my dad were friends. You were here for a while about 12 years ago.”

“So I was 8?”

“And I was 4,” she said giggling. “I couldn’t believe it when I saw your bounty. But it’s really you.”

“What can I say? I doubt I’ve changed much.”

“Oh you definitely have,” she blushed, studying me. I was surprised by the reaction. Studying her I was starting to feel like I did know her.

“Wait, Rebecca?” I asked. Kind of seeing it as I focused on the cleavage. “Aren’t you like the princess of Dressrosa?”

“No,” she said, her good mood leaving. “Not anymore.”

“Sit, tell me about it,” I said pointing to the sofa pit next to us. She got in awkwardly but collected herself.

“10 years ago, Doflamingo came here. He threatened my grandfather. Forcing him to collect money. Setting the island as ransom. My grandfather went around collecting money. But it was all a ploy. Doflamingo controlled the guards or something and made them attack the people. Then Doflamingo swooped in and stopped the guards and usurped power from my grandfather.”

That sounded like a way easier plan than Crocodiles. I guessed when you were strong enough you didn’t have to plan for years to take a place over.

“My um father confronted him. God, I didn’t learn this until I turned into a toy. But my father was turned into a toy. When that happened 10 years ago, I lost all memory of him. He raised me for years as a toy. Me never knowing who he was. I called him the Thunder Soldier all my life.” She had a few tears in her eyes as she explained. I felt her pain from her Haki. A darkness moving over her.

“The people blamed me for what my grandfather was framed for doing. So the Thunder Soldier saved, protected, and trained me. But a few days ago he went missing when Doflamingo gave up his Shichibukai seat. I hadn’t heard from him. I went looking for him. But someone grabbed me and I was turned into a toy.”

“I-I need help,” she said, her eyes becoming firm as she stared up at me. “Weston, I know you’re strong. You have a high bounty. Please, help me. Get my father back. And turn us into humans again.”

“You’re in luck,” I said. “I was planning on doing that anyway.”

“Really?” She asked, her eyes filling with tears again. Her Spiritual Energy emitting hope. I couldn’t help but feel some hope as well.

“Of course. I mean, I can’t say no to a beautiful woman in need.” She blushed. A smile still on her face. “Problem is I’ll probably forget you as soon as we are out of here. I’ll have to come up with something...”

“Where are we anyway?” She asked, looking around for the first time. I gave her the short explanation as I worked out how to not lose my memory of talking to her.