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#im trying to overcome my trauma with christmas via writing cute holiday things okay
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Holiday Season: One Piece edition
Aka, who's doing what with you.
Part I? Maybe?
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Sanji
•Cooking, obviously.
•But ALSO, baking. Trying out new cookie recipes that you found!!
•FUDGE. He made home made fudge.
•Teach him how to make peppermint bark??
•He's the chef, you're his little helper. Which means you're taste testing whatever he makes!
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Ace
•TIME TO FIND A CHRISTMAS TREE!
•Which sounds like a good idea at first. Until Mr. Hot Hands accidentally starts a small fire with dried pine needles.
•You two goy banned from the Christmas Tree Farm, sorry.
•It's fine its okay it's all good.
•You go and get a fake tree. That way, you can just use it again next year! Just. Maybe don't let him touch it? He'll gladly hand you the decorations! and tell you EXACTLY where to place them.
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Robin
•Ice skating!!!!
•She's good at it! Surprisingly good? It's rare to see her so giggly and happy, but she is.
•She holds your hand the whole time.
•If you're also good at ice skating: Little couples ice dance time! By far the stars at the little rink. Have you two thought of the Olympics?
•If you suck at it: She is holding you up and laughing while you scream at her that you're FALLING, ROBIN, THIS ISN'T A LAUGHING MATTER, OH GOD, OH NO.
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Law
•They're helping you wrap presents.
•You've banned them from seeing the gifts you got them, but they can help you with everyone else's.
•They're mainly watching you and handing you tape and ribbons. Oh, and signing the tags.
•You put a bow on their head. They, surprisingly, keep it. (“See? You're my gift this year.” “... shut up.” “Teehee c:”)
•Can and will wrap you in wrapping paper at the end. See? You're THEY'RE present. Now good luck getting out. (“Law… Law wait I'm stuck-” “Oops.” “TRAFALGAR LAW-”)
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Sir Crocodile
•Holiday party, anyone?
•You're getting all dolled up to be the pretty lil’ thing on his arm.
•He's ready, watching you from the doorway, a smirk on his lips. Oh no.
•You remind him that you canNOT be late. He sighs. ( He'll survive. )
•Making your way down, arm in arm, he murmurs in your ear that he'll just get to unwrap his present later. You almost trip. He laughs.
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