Stop it, Bro~ (46) (Patreon)

Title: The Battle of the Weak Ones (2)

"Princess Vivi will never become a pirate!" Igaram snorted and glared at Brody as the captain did the same while shouting in return, "Why not? I want her to be part of my crew!"

"I will die before letting our country's Princess get defiled by a Pirate!" Igaram drank and retorted sharply as the evening sun began to set in while Brody frowned and muttered, "Defiled? Who said anything about that?"

"My mind is made!" Igaram pressed on, "I advise against this, Princess!"

Others looked at the duo with Vivi pursing her lips and then suddenly throwing her mug at Igaram's face which hit true and knocked the man down the table, "Enough about this!" The blue-haired princess snapped, "Our first order of business is to leave this island!"

"She is right," Mikita looked at Brody, "You can't defeat Crocodile if you cannot even get to Arabasta."

"Alright!" Brody set his mug on the table and took a deep breath, "If I can't defeat Brogy or Dorry by tomorrow, we'll leave!"

"Just like that?" Carmen was somewhat surprised, "I thought you'd want to ask Pickle to come with us given your track record..."

Shooting Nami a stinky glare, Brody pouted, "Not anymore... I'll have to beat him every morning just to keep his paws away from my women..."

As Nami winked playfully in his direction, Honey smiled and raised an eyebrow, "Your women? I've heard of some ships like that in the Grandline but didn't expect this to be the same."

"Aren't you my crewmates?" Brody inquired as Honey nodded, causing him to add, "Aren't you a woman?"

This made others pause for a few seconds and realized that somehow... he had a backup explanation even when insinuating a far more intimate relationship. Seeing their frustrated look, Brody was quite smug about it as he drank while thanking the quiet whisper in his ear internally that suggested some more words once again.

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"Miss. All Sunday... if the information you provided us happens to be true then I can fulfill the mission." The Den Den Mushi adopted a sadistic smirk and formed a pair of glasses with its flesh around its eyes as once again, to answer the living device was not an individual but some body parts grown on a table in a lone shop anchored close to the north of the stream cutting into the island, "It is." The mature voice replied calmly, "From the Giants' personality to the details of their devil fruits. I know how thorough you enjoy your plans to be, Mr. 3."

"That I do," the man on the side spoke with a chuckle, "The Boss helped me get quite a few tools that would have been hard to snatch from the nearby marine convoys. But... to think he would send me to capture the better acquaintances of Giants... it does make me feel a little fearful if I am cut out for this mission."

With a pair of blue eyes staring at the Den Den Mushi, the woman replied, "The mission is Devil Back Pirates. The Giants are your rewards, I assume. You must know what Boss is thinking, right?"

The smile of the snail of a Den Den broadened, "I'm relieved."

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It was the Devil Back Pirate's fourth day on the Little Garden and they prepared to leave with Brody eventually being unable to defeat any of the giants despite managing to land a few hits while finding his nights occupied by Pickle at times.

Getting down Brody as she now brought her weight to 1300 kg when he committed to his handstand, she observed the man's back carefully, and again, she found it twitch unnaturally even if he was no longer flexing it. This was just one of the things she noted and didn't think the most of it but it happened often and the fact that Brody was 'ill' made her consider that maybe this was one of the symptoms.

"Man, that was great," wiping the sweat off his body, he laughed, "Can't wait to reach 10000 kilos!"

"I wouldn't dream that far, Kyahahaha," Mikita laughed, "If any of us survive, we'll—"

"Yeah, yeah," Brody waved her off, "Can't you actually be cheerful for once? Oh, Honey! I'm thirsty!"

Brody jogged up to the ship's syrup stock and opened his mouth wide, causing Honey to deadpan and snort before extending her hand as a stream of sweet syrup began to enter Brody's mouth which he gulped down at a moment's notice.

Watching the pirates from the distance, Pickle tried to jump once again but before he reached the peak of his jump, the man kicked again and revealed better control than yesterday but he didn't stop there. As if imitating Shigan from the sole of his feet, Pickle kicked again and again. He didn't stop and wobbled in the air as if barely holding the height before he fell down to the ground once again. Touching his stomach, he looked sideways at a gigantic tyrannosaurus lying sideways in its pool of blood and tore a piece of the meat before eating it raw as blood marked his lips and chin.

"Ahu?" Blinking, Pickle found himself staring at a naked woman leaning against a nearby tree. Curiously walking forward with his expression soon turning bestial, the youth lunged forward as his erection all but pushed away the rag around his waist. But as Pickle held his 'prey' and frantically humped against the woman's thighs... he looked down with a surprised expression and saw 'it' crack.

But at this moment of focus and lust, he didn't notice two figures standing behind him as he felt something wet on his back. Before he could think any further... as he looked back and saw the little girl, he crouched and grinned, "Ahuhu!"

The girl smiled and patted Pickle's head while a much taller but thinner man with somewhat sunken cheeks looked at the 'cracked' woman and scowled. His shrill voice muttering, "I can't believe that he can hump and break material as sturdy as iron..."

"Mr. 3..." revealing a monotone unlike any usual little girl, the girl wearing a wide-brimmed pink hat with a green band around it called out, "Are you sure this will work?"

"Yes, paint alone wouldn't work since this prehistoric monster does sweat, too. But with your colors mixed in my wax, it'll remain on his back and not wash off or rub off, too... now, we have someone capable to match the Devil Back Pirates... but... it's still not enough to take on those two."

Looking at the pickle, Mr. 3 spoke up, "Miss. Goldenweek, be sure to keep him in check."

"Yes... do you like rice crackers?" Miss. Goldenweek set her paintbrush and tray aside before taking out a rice cracker from the packet and offering it to Pickle who bit on it promptly and clapped with a wide grin.

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"Gegyagyagyagyagya, well, good luck trying to leave this island. Maybe your Dragon Turtle might really just be good enough for it," Dorry laughed and stood up once the volcano erupted yet again, "I won't be seeing your crew out."

"Wait, what does that mean?" Nami blinked in surprise as Dorry replied, "You'll see."

As he left to meet Brogy in yet another battle, Brody looked around and shrugged, "Let's leave and hope to encounter—"

Before he could finish, he and Pinky looked up simultaneously as a large blue pterodactyl swept down with a sharp call only for Pinky to open her mouth and let out an air cannon that tore through the beast while a chunk of its meat was promptly swallowed by the Dragon Turtle who had already begun to grow a 'little garden' of her own on her back with the meat of all the prehistoric meat she digested in the island.

But this wasn't the end.

*Thud*

*Thud*

Beasts upon beasts began to slowly emerge from the forest as Pinky stood on her legs fully and looked around in confusion while the crewmates weren't any better.

"This is certainly strange," Reiju frowned while Tashigi yelped and cleanly cut off the head of a young and eager saber lion that promptly jumped down from the nearest tree and intended to eat them before shouting, "They are trying to get on Pinky!"

"Woah... they have some color on them, and a strange mark," Brody held another saber lion by its neck and looked at its exposed tummy. His words made Mikita look in the same direction when several water bullets suddenly tore apart a raptor. Looking at Honey, Mikita nodded with a grateful expression and rushed to Brody's side. Seeing the green circular mark with a yellow line passing through it, her expression changed as she informed hastily, "It's the Baroque Works. It's definitely Miss. Goldenweek!"

"Baroque Works?" Even Igaram who was shooting a few beasts with a Trumpet fashioned into a gun and Vivi who held a large stick since engaging these beasts in a melee wasn't really idle had their expressions changing.

"This means... someone came to hunt us, didn't they?" Nami hid behind Reiju and questioned, "They would have a way to get out of this Island, right?"

Nojiko and Carmen weren't as helpless as Nami but they weren't particularly useful either at the moment.

Vivi's expression brightened when she heard Nami speak while Brody laughed, "Alright, let's kill these dinosaurs and look for these agents!"

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"I must thank you, Miss. All Sunday, for being our eyes and ears. It seems like everything is going according to plan," Standing under a large tree with a miniature Den Den Mushi around his wrist like a watch was a bespectacled man with his hair tied up and fashioned into number '3'. Even as he spoke, loud clashes of weapons threatened to overcome his voice as the voice on the other side chuckled, "I'm just doing my job, Mr. 3. But if you fail even after my assistance... then that would be irredeemable."

His expression changed a little before he smiled, "Well, I won't. Now, excuse me. While the Devil Back Pirates are otherwise occupied... I must attain a few more bounties."

Cutting off the call, Mr. 3 looked at the battle of the two Giants and smiled maliciously. Half of his face soon began to 'melt' into something white and gooey as it started to spread out far and wide.

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"I don't know everything about them," Mikita spoke while jumping and then falling over a gigantic lizard that was crushed as its blood smeared her dress, "But Mr. 3 has eaten a devil fruit that will—" her eyes widened when five 'marked' raptors lunged in her direction only for Pickle's gigantic mouth to swallow them whole as Brody laughed, "Don't worry, we'll take care of them."

"Ah! Igaram!" Vivi screamed as Brody and others looked in the man's direction to find him unconscious and hoisted over Pickle's shoulder who jumped away quickly... but they all caught the sight of a green and yellow mark over his back.

"Hey—" Brody frowned when Reiju took to the sky, "Leave him to me. You guys focus on this situation."

Vivi instantly felt a little relieved as Brody did claim that Reiju in her raid suit was a monster far too fearsome. But that didn't stop her from wishing to end things here quickly and look after Igaram, too.

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Alternate Title: Little Garden— Nightmare Edition