the story is Kidd & Law find themselves in charge of toddler Killer, Bepo and Zoro with no idea how the three got like this or how to to fix it. The strawhats are no where to be found, and none of the now!kids seem to remember anything at all.
"does he bite?"
Law looked up sharply from where the tiny Bepo was practicably burrowing his face in Law's coat; he might weight more then a human child at this age, but Law cradled him with ease none the less.
outraged that anyone would look at his navigator and think something so crude, law looked up to see his fellow worse generation captain having entered the clearing, feeling his blood pressure rise at the slightly perturbed look on eustass kidd's face when regarding the mink.
law launched into a rant about the mans manners, his parentage, his hygiene, anything and everything to came to mind in his tirade falling unfiltered as he turned to keep the toddler bepo out of kidd's line of sight
he called kidd speciesist, racist, bigoted, for assuming Bepo bites just because he's mink. bepo would never!
once Law ran out of steam, kidd held up his prosthetic arm, coat sliding open, to show an equally tiny Killer, actively biting and clawing at the metal limb in an attempt to escape. Kidd says nothing, but now Law can see the worry and exhaustion in his pinched face. The growling and snarling from the tiny child barely sounds human. kidd gently lowers his arm until Killers bare toes are on the ground again, the fur coat falling forward to curtain around the child's desperate antics to free himself and hide him once more from prying eyes.
for the first time he can recall, law apologies to the other captain
