.~*Ignored. Again*~. (One Piece x Reader)

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The crew were watching the burning of their friend, Merry, but I was busy beating myself up mentally. The reason being my lame ass excuse. 

I mean, Shanks? First off, he pretty much impossible t track down. Next, what will you say if someone asks "why"? Say, "I'm going to beat him up"?

Coincidentally enough a few days later Luffy asked why I was searching for the man.

"I... I need to beat him up." How the f- Oh my goodness. 

"Oh... Why? Was he mean to you too? Because I know! When I was a kid he would always tease me!" I know. I watched it. multiple times

But of course I didn't say that out loud. I just watched him while eating the apple that was cut into pieces.

"So, will you join my crew?" I moved my fist to hit him, but of course my hand slid right through him. Man, being dead is hard.

"I-" Unfortunately, well fortunate for me I guess, I was cut off by the punch going straight through the wall. And well... Straight through me.

I already knew Garp was coming, so I had little to no reaction. I guess I'm used to it by now. 

I really don't ant to explain what I am to Garp, so I just hid in a corner.

I waited in the corner until Garp was done explaining, I was hoping Luffy forgot about his question and wouldn't ask me to join his crew anymore.

~Time Skip~
Everyone was partying, but I wandered around the island. 

Being dead had it's benefits I guess. 

For one, I could just walk around, and if someone saw me I could simply disappear. Like they were just imagining things.

That's how things were when I was alive anyways, so I should be used to it by now.

I walked past the docks and stared at the place the Sunny would be. 

'Usopp will apologize while Garp is hurling cannonballs at the ship.' hmmm. I wonder if  I can get something to eat. 

wait, nope. I can't hold anything. Damn it. It was cool at first but now its a bother.

I could really go for some bread (idk change it if you want but I'm eating bread while writing so...).

I found some bread but... how will I eat it? I really need to figure out how to hold things.

I reached down to grab a pebble off the walk side. But right before my hand touched the rock, I took a deep breath. Maybe I need to believe a little more?

opening my eyes, my hand made contact with the pebble. I-I can touch it!

I lifted my hand, but the pebble didn't come with, I mean it did. Kind of.

What was in my hand was the pebble, but it looked... like a ghost?

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