Portgas D Rouge week Day 1: Legend
Shanks knows that Rouge has the best stories, ones from islands that Roger and Rayleigh have never been to and places that she whispers don’t even exist anymore. Which means that sometimes she has to explain things in the story with more stories. Roger never seems to be upset when Shanks and Buggy are late for their chores because of her either. Not even Rayleigh complains and he complains about everything.
Which is why, when Rouge grins on morning just before breakfast and asks, even though they all know it’s not a question, if they really need the cabin boys today, Shanks knows it means there’s going to be a new story.
Rouge doesn’t tell new stories often. She said it was because they would loose their magic, but she retells the ones they know when they beg her to. She always has something to make them seem as exciting as the first time, Shanks doesn’t have her talent for telling them, can’t make someone feel like they were there for the event, but Rouge always compliments his attempts to retell her stories.
After breakfast, Rouge corrals him and Buggy up into the crow’s nest and collapses against the floor with a laugh.
“What story are you going to tell today?” Shanks demands, trying not to see too excited. “Something with pirates?”
“No stories today, a legend this time,” Rouge states sitting up.
Shanks doesn’t understand the difference between stories and legends, legends are stories and vice versa. Rouge acts like there is, so Shanks never questions it, even if he really does want to know.
“What’s the legend about?” Buggy asks, leaning forward. “Pirates? Treasure?”
“A little, but mostly it’s about a God who was also a monster bound away in a human form. It’s not a very happy legend.”
“That’s okay, we still wanna hear it,” Shanks promises, Buggy nodding in agreement.
Rouge laughs, “Well then,” her smile slips away and her voice seems to grow. “Once, when the world was young and the lands were wide and vast, there was a Monster.”
“A monster who was a God?” Roger asks when Rouge finally returns to his rooms, her hair down and her shoes lost again.
“A monster who was also a Goddess sounds far too close to the truth,” Rouge answers, her teeth human and blunt in a way that she is still getting use to. “Did you want me to be human?”
“No,” Roger answers, honest Rouge thinks distantly. “You are you, monster and God and all. Why a legend?”
Rouge remembers when her smiles would be filled with too many teeth, all of them too sharp and enough to terrify anyone who saw it, “because, humans die but power lives on. Just because mine were taken and I might not find them again, it doesn’t mean that one day someone won’t hear the legend.”
“That’s a legend you might never get to hear.”
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