Clarobell:

Clarobell: And here’s chapter 2. Poor lil Luffy, eh? Sorry for the lateness, we’re struggling a little.

Plushie: Enjoy. :3

Dramatic Differences

The Loss of Hope – Luffy

New Place, New Rules, New Friends

Grandpa’s new place is dirty, and small; smaller than the old flat. I don’t like it at all. The toilet doesn’t work, so Gramps makes me clean it with my hands. He won’t let me have a shower any more, not even a cold one, and he said I can’t have any new clothes either. I love the pyjamas Nami and Sanji bought me, with all the fluffy sheepies, but Gramps house is much colder than theirs, and they’re so thin!

I wish I had my sandals, because Gramps breaks a lot of bottles around the house, and I keep cutting up my feet when cleaning. He said if I want a drink, then I should have a drink from one of the bottles, but I didn’t like that stuff at all.

I was pretty bored, and couldn’t sleep, so when Gramps was watching TV, I picked up one of his bottles to see if I could read any of the words. I was so happy when I could! Only the smaller ones, but Gramps got so mad! Is reading not allowed here, either??

Beer?? How the fuck do you know that bottle said that, huh?? Those fucking scumbags teach you that?? You think you’re better now because you can read a fucking word?! I’ll show you fucking beer!

The drink wasn’t nice at all, but Gramps made me drink more and more. I just woke up, and I don’t feel so good. Gramps it gone again, and the house is quiet… the cats are all gone now. Did Gramps kill them all? I wish I was in my bed with Zoro. He’d make me feel better…

My throat stings and my stomach is all twisty and sore. I’m glad Gramps isn’t here to tell me off, because my head’s hurting lots. I don’t remember going to sleep last night…? I… don’t remember much at all. What happened? Nn, I feel sick…

Gramps was so mad when he came home. I got sick all over the floor and then I don’t know what happened, but he woke me up by kicking me. How long is this punishment, Grandpa? How long until I can go home?

But… Gramps, home is with Sanji and Nami and Zoro…

I can’t go back? But, why? Ow! But, Gramps! OW! I-I’m sorry, I won’t ask any more questions…

Gramps has some friends round, and they’re all smoking cigarettes and drinking the beer thing. I cleaned up, like Gramps told me to. I don’t like the smells, they make my head hurt. They don’t smell like Sanji’s cigarettes. I’ve never seen these people before, but I don’t like them very much. The woman keeps glaring at me, and reminds me of the Alvida lady, and the two guys keep saying bad things with Gramps about my family.

Grandpa, Sanji and Nami were good to me! They taught me lots of stuff and—AH! I-I’m sorry… I’ll be good, please don’t throw anything else…

I want to go home…

Sanji… Nami…

Please, I’ll be good…

I want to go home…

Zoro…

Clarobell: Don’t forget to review! I know this one was really short, but they’re kind of just drabbles, filling in some gaps for DD2. I’ll try to update again soon.

Plushie: Thanks for the review last chapter.