Strong(One Piece x Reader)[EDITING IN PROGRESS]

A Mother's Love

You're still working on that...

You kept your hold on your Mama's pants as they went to the counter to the receptionist. You turned your gaze up to the receptionist, seeing how his lips seemed to sneer when Mama put the clothes on his counter.

You bit your lip, trying to decide whether to take Mama out of here or maybe throw the dresses at the man instead. Only for Mama to smile and take out her purse.

"I would like all of these please."

The man looked at the Beli's Mama took out her purse, his eyes turning contemplative. Only for it to harden once more when he looked down at you, his lips forming a smile even though he looked like he didn't mean it.

"I'm sorry. These aren't for sale at this time."

Mama's smile faltered.

"I—what do you mean, sir? You had them out in the store, in the racks. I have enough money to pay for them."

"Money isn't the issue," the man stated coldly.

Mama paused, looking at the man's stern expression and than turning her head to look at the other customer's in the store. Either ignoring what was happening or giving them glares.

Those kids were right, you realize, your skin feeling cold. They're not going to sell us anything!

You tugged at Mama's pants.

"Mama, come on! I don't need clothes! I like my clothes!"

Something in Mama's face hardened. Her hand grabbing yours tightly as they went out the store.

"I'm going to get you clothes, (Y/N)! Someone will sell to us!" Your eyes were wide as Mama pulled you along, looking at Mama's determined expression. Woah, she could be cool! "I'm getting you nice clothes if it's the last thing I do!"

Never mind. Shopping isn't cool!

Due to you being lost in thought with a soured expression, you did not hear Mama's whispered words as they walked through the plaza.

"Silver gave us this to use, to help since he can't be here...I need to show you, (Y/N)..."

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"Oh, those clothes are actually reserved for traveling nobles that are coming to pick it up."

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"Sorry. No kids are allowed in the store so she'll have to wait outside. Best as a parent to just go find somewhere else, right?"

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"We actually don't have anything her size."

"I have her size right here...!"

"Sorry, I'm going to have to take that or report you for disturbance of the peace."

"...!"

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"I'll just take those clothes off your hands. I must've forgotten these are meant for a special clearance later on this month."

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"I'm sorry, we—"

"Why are all of you doing this?!" Mama's voice cracked, sounding hurt. "There is no reason not to sell to us! We have the money and we did not do anything to be treated like this!"