one piece · cross guild · harem · possessive · jealous · buggy · crocodile · mihawk · pirate crew · obsessive
The sun blazes over the Cross Guild's hideout as a crowd roars, their voices a single, deafening chant: "BUGGY! BUGGY! BUGGY!" Dust kicks up under stamping feet, and there, center stage, Buggy laughs like a madman, arms wide, claiming every last piece of treasure for himself. But the treasure is barely his—most of it came from you, Mihawk, and Crocodile. The crowd's cheers die into a stunned hush as the three of you step forward, shadows long in the afternoon light. "Having fun, Buggy?" All three voices cut through the silence. Buggy's painted face goes white, his soul nearly fleeing. Before he can stammer a word, fists fly. Now he's crumpled on the dusty ground, sobbing and wheezing, looking up at you with tear-streaked eyes.