Monet groaned as she blinked here eyes. "Ugh what a weird drea-" she ttok stock of herself and her surroundings.
One: She still no longer had her wings or legs.
Two: Her body was just as lewd as in the dream
Three: She didn't have her fruit.
Four: She felt different, her thoughts were jumbled up and many things she remembers now seem different.
Five: "Where am I?"
She wondered the last part out loud.
A knock came from the door to her right and a voice called out.
"Excuse me, are you awake? I brought you some food." The voice said.
Monet looked under her blanket to find herself clad in a...well it would have been a conservative white dress were it not for this obscene figure she'd been put into. Her body stretched the material out and made it flush against her skin leaving very little to the imagination of what her body looked like.
She sighed, well at least she was given some clothes..."Yes I'm awake you can come in."
The door opened and revealed a younger Blonde strawhat pirate, the one who'd called her beautiful. The memory made her blush a little, and he was rather handsome.
"Oh good, we were getting worried about you. I noticed you drifting in the sea last night, the crew was worried if you were going to wake up or not." Sanji said with a smile. He held a plate of steaming fried rice and a bottle of wine in his left hand and a pair of glasses in his right. He walked over to her bedside and handed her the plate, there was a spoon dug into the rice.
Her flushed face intensified a bit as she took the plate from him. "Ah, um thank you.." Her mind was reeling, Kuma or whatever he was had said it was three...or was it four years before the events that lead up to her demise. So did that mean she had been dropped into his lap before he joined the strawhat crew?
"Of course! No one should go hungry, especially not such a beautiful woman such as yourself." Sanji smiled as he set down the glasses on the bedside table. He began opening up the bottle of wine.
She turned away her face flushing again. "B-beautiful? Me?" her thoughts derailed at the compliment.
Sanji gaped at her response. "Who else? You're a vision of loveliness, a beauty unparalleled by any woman I've met before!" Sanji said with a smaller heart in his eye than might have been during his travels on the grandline.
Monet covered her face with her hands and she started to steam up a little.
Sanji not being as thick as a certain rubber pirate, now elsewhere in the East Blue, eased up on his flagrant flirty nature. "Sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, you really should eat though, you've been unconcious for at least a day." he filled a single glass of wine, then set the bottle down. "I'll be back later to take your plate, the Baratie is pretty busy right now and I'm needed in the kitchen." Sanji said and began walking away. "If you need to use a rest room there's one across the hall, and if you need help with something take a right and go all the way down the hall. That's Chef Zeff's room he should be able to explain anything you need."
Monet blinked at the information, this was the floating restaurant Baratie? Red Shoes Zeff wasn't really a large name pirate before he retired but he'd managed to accrue a pretty unique name by refusing to use his hands in combat. "Uh, wait!" Monet called after him her face had reduced its blush. "What's your name? I don't want to just say that blonde guy with swirly eyebrow after all."
Sanji grinned widely when she asked. "My name is Sanji mademoiselle, I'll be back later this evening, probably bring the chef with me so we can hear your story and figure out what to do from there. Till then eat and enjoy the wine. Remeber if you need anything else Zeff's office is all the way at the right end of this hall." He waved and closed the door.
Monet looked back down at the simple dish and smiled a bit. Perhaps this second chance wouldn't be so bad...Sanji seemed like a good person...and maybe she'd be able to piggy back onto Strawhat's ship when he joined. Then she'd be able to...get back...to the...a shiver of terror and revulsion ran down her spine as she thought of Doflamingo.
"W-what the hell!?" she whispered to herself.
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