Make Him Laugh~ Trafalgar Law x Reader *Oneshot*

       Impossible challenges were your guilty pleasure, and Xan just gave you a hell of a challenge. Make the Surgeon of Death laugh before he and the Strawhats left Punk Hazard. There was an additional challenge, Vice Admiral Smoker, your commander. Xan was positive you would decline, until he saw your lips pull up in that familiar smile.

       "You're gonna do it?" He breathes. You grin.

       "A hundred Beri, and you're treating me to sushi if I win," You tell him.

       "You're on," He rumbles. You touch knuckles with him before starting for the young warlord. This was going to be the hardest challenge you've ever had. The warlord feels your gaze and looks dead at you.

        "Hello Mr. Trafalgar,  are you enjoying yourself?" You ask, stopping before him. He pauses, silvery orbs meeting yours.

        "Ah, the marine that hit me with a snowball during my fight with White Chaser-ya," He recalls. You blink in surprise.

        "You remember that?" You huff.

          "Of course, it was supposed to be a fight." He reminds you. "And you threw a snowball as a weapon," He gives you an unimpressed look.

          "Ah, but I did hit you with it," You point out with a cheeky smirk.

          "That was lucky," He huffs.

          "You sure about that Mr. Trafalgar? Are you really sure?" You challenge, smirk growing as you kneel in front of him. He arches an eyebrow.

          "Are you challenging me marine?" He inquires.

          "My name's ___, and yes I am challenging you," You tell him. He blinks and frowns.

          "I refuse," He replies bluntly.

          "Yeah, that's probably for the best, I'd hate to embarrass you in front of your buddies," You muse, standing up and turning away. "After all, even a strong, handsome like you would look ridiculous being taken down by an inexperienced women like myself."

          "You're quite sure of yourself ___-ya," He rumbles and you hear the snow crunch as he stands. You grin. Bingo.

          "I am quite sure of myself, and I'll show you why, over there. So we're not interrupted," You chuckle, starting around a large cliff. You waited a bit, and surprisingly, he showed up, looking unhappy. "Heh, are you frowning because you know what I was up to?" You inquire.

          "If you wished to speak with me in private you could've just said that," He points out.

          "And miss the chance to mess with the infamous Surgeon of Death? That's no fun," You giggle. He frowns.

          "Just tell me what you want," He says.

          "To make you laugh," You answer with a smile. His eye twitches and he turns on his heel.

          "I'm leaving," He grunts. You frown and stoop down, making a quick snowball and hitting him in the back of the head with it. The warlord freezes and a murderous aura waves off of him. But you weren't afraid, you were on a mission. He slowly turns back to you and you grin.

          "Whatcha gonna do big boy?" You breathe. He glares at you and you swiftly make another snowball. His silvery eyes narrow at that. You throw it and he dodges easily, starting for you. Well Shit, this wasn't planned at all. You back up carefully before smirking and suddenly lunging at him. Your sudden movement caught him off guard. Just as he unsheathes his sword you move under his arms and hug him. He freezes, looking down at you in surprise.  

          "What are you doing?" He questions warily. His whole body was rigid.

          "You froze, which means you're not used to physical contact like this... Which also means the the probability of you being ticklish is very high," You muse with a devious smile, grasping his sides and making him jump slightly.

           "Don't you dare," He growls, but the light blush on his cheeks just made his threat cute. You chuckle and start to tickle him. There's a pause and he starts to hold back laughter, trying to pull away from you only to trip. You both fall down and you continue to tickle him. "Hehehe! Stop! I-I'll kill you!" He gasps between laughs.

           "My my, I didn't know Warlords could be so cute!" You giggle.

           "_-_- Woman! I- hehaha! Im warning you!" He laughs. You just chuckle. Noise on the otherside of the cliff makes you stop moving, looking over. Bad move. Before you can refocus, you're suddenly pinned to the ground by a blushing warlord. "You have a lot of nerve," He growls.

           "I regret nothing!" You breathe with a grin. He blinks and smirks, leaning next to your ear.

           "We'll see about that," He murmurs against your ear

          *Extended Ending*

           "Well... That could've ended better," You muse, looking up the cliff wall at your limbs that dangled there.

          "Actually, I thought you did well," The voice of your Vice Admiral sounds and your head is gingerly picked up and turned to face Smoker.

          "Boss! I'm glad you were watching! Can you put me back together?" You ask with a sheepish smile. He grunts and smoke crawls up the wall, collecting your body and putting it together then puts your head on.

          "Though next time you have a pirate on his back, arrest him, don't let him cut you into pieces," He scolds.

          "It was worth it, such a cute laugh," You giggle. He blinks, brown eyes locking on your chest. "What?" You ask.

          "Maybe he thought you were cute too," He says, pointing at the square hole in your chest. You look down.

          "Son-of-bitch! He stole my heart figuratively and literally!!"