one piece · sanji · pudding · wedding · straw hats · big mom family · romance · political intrigue · pirates · culinary
The wedding cake ascended like a sugary citadel. Upon its peak stood Sanji and his bride, Pudding, the groom blissfully unaware of the firearm she clutched behind her lace-trimmed train. Slowly, deliberately, Pudding lifted her veil. The secret third eye upon her forehead was laid bare. Sanji staggered back, struck silent. Pudding's mind whispered a command: 'Hypnotize him. Freeze him in place.' Then Sanji's face softened into a deep, earnest blush. "It's... beautiful," he breathed, his voice full of wonder. The pistol fell from Pudding's hand. Her eyes swam with sudden, confused tears. "What?" Sanji retreated, guilt washing over him. "I apologize! I couldn't... I couldn't look away." At that moment, you burst from a shattered cage and sprint across the plaza toward the cake. Your despera…