The party is in full commotion, sweets devoured with greedy mouths, laughs that gave you goosebumps, too many pats on the back from people I've never met, and yet with all the madness, Ramos remains calm, playing the part of a good fiancé, Smoothie, used to performances, played her role as the obedient wife to be.
Big Mom was ecstatic at the events, tongue salivating at the thought of tomorrow's cake.
"Mama–mama!" She sang around her underground partners, Doflamingo seems to be enjoying herself, complimenting the emperor, talking about her work on Punk Hazard, and the glances at him that made Ramos's skin boil
"Oi–Marine. Which girl ur looking at?" Cinnamon teased.
"Careful, Cinnamon, he's a strong Navy dog."
Gallete sneered at him.
"He beat Perospero and Cracker right?" Amande, puffed out smoke.
Ramos paid no mind to the gang, stabbing at his cake; he tried to be obedient.
"Not speaking huh?" Amande tilted her head at him ignoring her.
"Amande –let's not." Smoothie tried to reason with her.
Ramos held her wrist softly, "It's ok honey~I can handle a bit of family tease." He looked at her siblings, a whole army of children, all with different characteristics and personalities.
"Besides...even if they tried me, none of you can beat me." He challenged, taking a bit of dessert.
"Mxm–you're delusional. " Cinnamon huffed.
Amande rolled her eyes, grinning a bit, "I'll hold you to that."
Smoothie glared at him, pinching his thigh.
"Oww!" He jolted at the huge fingers clamping on his skin." Why did you do that?"
"Don't rile them up, unless you really want to perish." She warned, "Now eat your food." She added.
He chewed at her command, grumbling through bites, enjoying the sugary treat.
Katakuri noticed her sisters' change in mood since he came.'Smoothie has softened around him.' He thought, using his observation haki, he felt no negativity amongst them. Smoothie's emotions seemed to gravitate towards him a little. Katakuri gritted his teeth.'This man, not only defeated Perospero and Cracker but is warming the heart of Smoothie and, by the looks of it, Amande?' Katakuri's mouth opened, behind his scarf. The second in command felt his brotherly duty flare,' I'll have a word with him.' He promised.
Brúlée is watching her brother Katakuri glaring at the Marine. She looks up to her elder brother, who saved her from bullying during their childhood. She swore to help him in way possible. 'Don't worry, brother, I'll keep an eye on that man!' She schemes.
The party went on with no issues, a day of indulgence. Ramos spoke with a few of her siblings; most glared or cursed at him. A few of the younger siblings were not difficult to talk to. Amande, the long-necked woman, offered him a smoke; he politely declined.
He completely ignored Cinnamon and Citron, finding Smoothie's younger sisters annoying; this angered them fully.
As the sun started to set, Ramos walked down the sweet city, slipping out after pretending that it was no longer necessary, as most of the people were either drunk or off to their own mischief. He just wanted to rest, think of options, try to make it work with his arranged wife, or try and escape.
"Man is Miss Tashigi..." He kicked a pebble, walking down the street, hands in his pockets, as he had just gotten left off at work. He suddenly stopped.
"Look–if you're going to follow me, at least attack so I don't have to pretend as if I never noticed you." He called out.
A few seconds of silence passed, and footsteps echoed as the person revealed themselves, a short Burnette girl, Charlotte Pudding.
"How long have you been noticing me?" She asked.
"Since the party, it's hard not to feel a person glaring at you." He joked.
She clicked her tongue at his response, "Liar." She pointed, "Let's see your real memory." She reached for her pistol behind her back.
"Big brother...can you help me ?" She increased her sweet voice, to sound more adorable.
Ramos flashed in front of her, she jumped back, her hand holding the pistol, grasped by his hold, firm.
"What's this now sister? You planning on shooting me?" He asked, tilting her wrist to the sky.
"I-I...I..." She muttered, fearing creeping across her body. Her eyes started to sting, and she was near a sob.
Ramos, noticing this, reached with his other hand to her bangs.
"NOOO!" Pudding shrieked, body tensing as she prepared for his judgment of her secret, a third eye she hides as people mock her for it, even her own mother called it putrid. She has grown out her bangs ever since.
Ramos moved her bangs, exposing her third eye, the extra ocular blinked rapidly, also shining with fresh tears.
Ramos just looked at her.
"Just get it over with." She choked out.
"Is this what you need help with? There's nothing wrong with you, little sister; your third is honestly cute. Don't hide it, it's unique. " He complimented.
Pudding at his positive comments, nothing judgmental, just him telling her to embrace her insecurity.
"Y-Your lying to me!" She spat, tears still flowing, I know you think I'm a freak! A MONSTER!" She sobbed into his chest, completely letting her pent-up emotions go. Ramos held her, soothing her back as she balled out in his chest, soaking his shirt with tears.
"What's wrong with this family?" He whispered, still comforting the girl.
-hours later-
Smoothie sat on the bed, twirling her wine glass after juicing a few fruits and adding a punch of alcohol. She's wearing, pyjamas, quite revealing, she's wearing a white vest, cropped at the top of her belly button showing her toned stomach, hugging her ample chest, the pants reaching her inner thighs, leaving enough for the eye to leering at. Hair in a bun, she's waiting for herfiancée.
"Where did he go off to..." She sighs, her attention was focused on the party, and she had never seen him slip past.
Before she could brood any further, the door opened, and Ramos stepped in, dress shirt unbuttoned, looking tired.
Click.
He locked the door.
"Where were you?" Smoothie confronted him, standing up to march towards him, the Charlotte daughter towered over him. Shoving him to the door, hand pressing his chest."Talk." She ordered.
Ramos looked into her eyes, neutral expression, "Just took a walk, that's all." He answered.
"You're lying."
"I'm not." He said in a firm voice.
Smoothie couldn't read his emotions, her observation haki was being blocked.
"How do you know how to black my haki?" She pressed, her forearm pressing to his neck.
"Ramos grunted, still not retaliating, "I'm not into choking honey."
"Don't play with me. I will rid you of all your liquids and throw your body into the sea." She threatened.
Ramos chuckled, through the pain." That's quite romantic
Smoothie growled, frustration reached her limit, and she pressed harder on his throat.
Ramos felt his breathing restricted, 'She'll kill me, damn it!' He thought frantically, rummaging through solutions he made a split decision. He moved her forearm and locked lips with Smoothie, taking by this,she froze, his lips moved along hers.
Smoothie hesitantly moved her hands to his face,leaning down to kiss him,despite the awkward position she fully gave in,opening her jaw,she let his tongue slip into hers.
Tasting the strawberry cake from earlier and mint? She let out a moan.
"Mhmph –Mhmm." She breathed by his cheek, fingers curling his blonde hair, Smoothie pressed on with the kiss, putting more of her weight on him. Ramos feeling the disadvantage, lifted her her long meaty legs.
"Eeep!" Smoothie let out a shriek, Ramos pressed her down on the bed,crawling to her face,he moves his fingers,memorising her features.
Smoothie looked at him with glassy eyes,cheeks flushed and breathing uneven.
"I want to kiss more." She pleaded,holding his face,she smashed their lips together, going back to the French kiss,lips moving in tandem, moans filling uo the room, the couple finally released alm their built up emotions, frustration, anger and regret, turning into passion.
[End of chapter]