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For Whumtober may I please also ask for Day One with Cracker and Day Four with Franky?

Yes, you may! I'll just have to take you for Franky later. Anyway, I got kinda carried away with Cracker's but I hope you enjoy it!

Whumptober Day 1

Cracker x Reader

TW: Violence, blood, addiction and overdose

"Big brother, how did you get that scar?"

"Do you really wanna know?" Cracker questioned as his normal sparky attitude faded into something serious. He sighed as he watched them nod their head. "It was a long time ago, back when I was married."

"You were married?"

"Yes, to the most beautiful pirate in all the seas."

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"I hate being weak..."

"[Y/n], you're not that weak," Cracker reassured you as he relaxed back in his chair, putting his feet up. "Unlike my little siblings."

"You don't get it." You shook your head, got out of your chair, and walked to the window. Placing a hand on the paned glass, you stare at the biscuit commanders training outside your manor. "I was a fierce pirate in Paradise but that means nothing in the New World. I can't match up to their strength."

This matter has always been eating your thoughts day and night. You fought tooth and nail to be one of the top pirates on the first side of the Grand Line, you racked up a bounty of 450 million beris, pirates quivered in their boots at the mention of your name, yet that all meant nothing when you stepped into the New World. You were slapped in the face by power you've never seen before and you fell hard. It was a miracle Big Mom took you into her crew because she some potential in you. However, you felt like you were doing jack shit and the ambition you held inside made you anxious to do something to prove yourself.

"So? What does it matter?" Cracker stood up and joined your side.

Oh, Cracker. You were unsure about Big Mom's decision to pair you with Cracker when you met him, he acted childish. You gave him a chance though, not like you had a choice, and from your guys' daily playful banter, you come to realize there couldn't have been a better choice. The two of you have grown fond of each other and kept on top of each other health. You're still trying your best to reassure the other but are unsure how most of the time.

"You wipe out the newbies no problem when they get close to mama's territory. You're just as badass as ever." Cracker smirked at you.

"Yeah..." You lean against the glass, giving Cracker a small smile. You did blow up Paradise pirates' dreams of taking over the New World. That's just the newbies though. A frown returns to your face. "I'm still no match for someone from Kaido's or Whitebeard's crew."

"Ah, who gives a shit about them anyway!" Cracker scowled. "They're not your problem."

"That's right, they're not my problem because I'm too weak to face them. If I was stronger then I could fight them." You bawled your fist as frustration burned in your brain.

"[Y/n]!" Cracker turned you to face him. You saw his eyes full of mixed emotion. "Mama trusted me to you, that means it is part of my duties to make sure you don't get hurt. My job as a husband is to take care of you and keep you from danger. You don't need to be stronger, mama already has plenty of strong members to take care of our rivals."

"I just... I just don't want to be dead weight." You looked down to the side.

Cracker sighed, letting go of you and placing a hand on his head, trying to think of what he could do to help you. You couldn't eat a devil fruit because you already ate one. He hasn't gotten many trainers for the Biscuit island since the majority of the guards are his biscuit soldiers, and you hold your own against them just fine so it wouldn't improve your skill.

"I'll ask mama if there's something that'll get you stronger," Cracker offered.

"Thanks Cracker," you said, leaning your head against his shoulder.

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"You're just in luck [Y/n]!" Perospero exclaimed, gesturing to the chess guards bringing a crate to you. "We just raided some marine ships and found they've been carrying cargo that holds science equipment that we believe is the source to making marines stronger in the New World."

Your eyes brighten up at the good news. It is true the marines in the 2nd half of the Grand Line have begun to grow stronger and pirates have been attempting to figure out how this has been possible. If it is through this science then that means you can be just as strong as them, if not stronger. Like a kid excited to open a present, you lift up the lid of the crate when it's placed in front of you.

The equipment inside doesn't quite make sense to you. There were blood bags with green liquid inside, monitors, tubes, as well as other things you didn't know the purpose of. Your puzzled expression made your brother-in-law laugh.

"Kukuku, not what you expected?"

"Uh... no." You placed the lid back on as uncertainty flowed through your veins.

"Not to worry. Mama has plenty of doctors and a few scientists that will hook you up to this stuff. Of course, we'll have to test it on some subjects to make sure it's safe for yo-"

"Test it on me!" you interrupted, eagerness dripping from your tone. "I can take it. I'll be fine- I'll be better than fine. I'll be stronger."

"I don't think Cracker would want that-"

"Cracker just wants me to no longer be sad about being, with this I can get stronger and be happy. That's what he wants."

"Kukuku, you are an eager one," Perospero chuckled. He then frowned his brows and tapped his lolistaff. "We're only giving you a small dose to start with then."

"Alright!" you cheered.

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"Haha! This stuff is the best!" you exclaimed to Cracker after you kicked three devil fruit users through four houses.

"Glad to see you're enjoying it," Cracker smiled with his biscuit armour before cutting down another enemy.

You felt yourself glowing as you leap over a pirate and bring your boot down to crush his skull. Adrenaline rush through your veins, and your smile grows larger at this newfound power. You side-kick the fallen man to knock five more guys. You laugh, giddy at how much you're able to do now.

Spinning around, you catch a sword being swung at your shoulder. The man that dared to swing his blade at you pales at his mistake when he sees your eyes. You reverse the direction and have the sword slice himself down, you hear his bones cracking as they're bent in the wrong direction his cry fuels you and fill you with delight. The pirate falls to his side, shaking in agony. You put him out of his misery as you swiftly kick his head off his body.

"I think that's all of them," Cracker told you as he walked over to you. His eyes widen, noticing how much blood you're covered in. "You alright?"

"Huh? Yeah, I'm better than ever!" you laugh and pump your arm in the air.

"You should get cleaned up, you're covered in blood."

"Huh- Oh." Now looking at yourself, you see the red substance splattered all over, though you could hardly feel the difference between sweat and blood on your skin. "Yeah, let's go."

"Sure..." Cracker nodded as you strolled by him. He narrowed his non-existent brows, staring as you pridefully stride back to his boat. You were normally a clean fighter. "...she's just getting used to her new strength," Cracker told himself as he began to follow in your footsteps.

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"Hey! Peros!" you waved down the eldest Charlotte brother. Perospero waved off some chess guards he had been talking to and went over to you. You grinned and held up a flexed arm. "This green stuff is great! And I've been wielding it like a pro!"

"I'm glad to hear it has improved your fighting skills-"

"I'm ready for more!"

"[Y/n], I do not think taking more is necessary." Perospero frowned, and his tone shifted. "You already match the level of a New World pirate."

"But I can be stronger!" you stated, not catching onto Perospero's mood on the matter. Your mind only focused on thoughts of getting greater power. You felt you had it in your grasp and you lusted for it.

"You don't need anymore," Perospero told you. When you were about to argue, he pointed his lolistaff and narrowed his eyes. "And that's final. Now, if that's all you wanted to discuss with me, I'll be attending to important matters."

Perospero began walking off and you growled, "Fine!" Sour flavours sprinkled onto your face. You kicked a few gumdrops on the ground as a heavy atmosphere swarmed around your form. "Dumb candy addict. Who cares about getting more power anyway." You turned and bumped into something.

"[Y/n]?"

Or someone.

"Cracker? Hey, what are you doing here?" You smiled and swept the sourness out of your system.

"I could ask you the same."

"Just came to thank your brother for finding the stuff that made me stronger," you told your husband. You then link your arm with his. "So what business are you up to here?"

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"Hey, doc give me some more of this stuff."

You had snuck into the cake hospital and began making arrangements for your next dosage. Bringing the green blood into one of the patients' rooms and now addressing one of the doctors. He hesitated, looking from you to his clipboard and back to you.

"I- I- I'm sorry Mrs. Charlotte but we currently don't have-"

"Then put this shit in needles or pills or something so I can do it myself!" you demanded and shoved the bag in the homie's face. You were done waiting around for permission so you currently weren't going to wait for there to be time.

The doctor homie began sweating under your intense stare. "I don't think we-"

"Now!" You pulled out mama's vivre card with your spare hand. "Do it now."

Pink ribbons of obligation flowed from the vivre card and circled around the homie. They tied his hands to obey if he did not wish to face mama's consequences.

"Yes ma'am!" he nodded and rushed out of the room after grabbing the blood bag.

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"[Y/n], enemy behind!" Cracker warned you as he was unable to shake off the vice-admiral to get the guy for you.

You turned to deflect the attack but your reaction was late and you had a haki'd fist blow you right in the gut. You felt pain squeeze your gut and you roared in agony. You coughed and felt something spit out of your mouth. You had taken quite the hit.

Turning the pain to rage, you swung your fist at full force and punched a hole right through the marine's chest. You pulled it out and punched again, and again. Your vision became blurry, there seemed to be a lot more green than you remembered. You felt your anger rising your adrenaline. Your breaths let out hostile sounds. Your hand became drenched, you couldn't tell by what-

"[Y/N]!" A firm hand pulled you back to reality. You blinked once, twice. Your sight began to clear and display a bloody corpse with multiple holes. You felt yourself being turned around and a hand lift your chin up.

"[Y/n], what the hell was that!?" Cracker yelled, you could hardly read his expression.

"I lost my cool, it's nothing," you stated.

"Nothing my ass! And what's that green shit on your lip?"

'Green?' You wipe your mouth and look at your hand. Sure enough, green liquid was on it but you could barely make it out from the blood covering your palm. You narrow your eyes, trying to think what it could be.

"The guy had a weird power," you told Cracker and wiped your hand on your jacket. You turned your back Cracker, not wanting to talk right now. You felt pain still lingering in your stomach so you reached in your coat and pulled out one of the green vial injections. "Look, can we not talk in the middle of the enemy's territory right now?"

"Fine, but we're talking about this later."

Cracker went to head into the building when he caught sight of you injecting something in your body.

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"PEROS!" Cracker shouted after he slammed the door open and marched inside, bringing vines of tension with him.

"I don't have time to deal with you right now," Perospero said dismissively as he shuffled his stack of papers back together.

"Like I fucking care! This is more important!" Cracker spun Perospero's chair around with his free hand. His intense cotton candy eyes were full of anger. "I want you to stop giving [Y/n] whatever it is you gave her. She's losing it out there!"

"What do you mean? I only let her have a small amount the one time."

"Then how the fuck do you explain this!?" Cracker questioned and tossed [Y/n]'s jacket on the table. A few green injection vials rolled out for Peros to see.

"I should've seen this coming," he sighed, placing a hand on his forehead as he felt a headache coming on.

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?!" Cracker's patience for the matter is running dry. He's sick of not knowing shit.

"It means your power-hungry wife started taking it on her own and is most likely injecting it improperly or/and overdosing that the adverse effects are happening faster than they should be," the elder brother stated as he took out a newspaper from his draw.

"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU GIVE HER THIS SHIT IF THERE WERE SIDE EFFECTS?!"

"I only found out about it recently," Peros informed Cracker as he passed the newspaper to Cracker. "Here."

Cracker's eyes scanned over the article the paper was opened to. His hands began shaking and the ends of the paper started to crumble. A shadow hovered over his eyes as the room grew colder.

"Can we cure her?" Cracker quietly asked.

"We can try to treat her but there's no guarantee if she's too far gone-"

Cracker threw the paper and rushed out of the room. The paper landed next to Perospero's feet and he sighed as he read the title of the article.

『Ex-Marine-Scientist Causes Over 2000 Marines' Deaths from Drug Experiment』

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"Ah-" you flinched as you injected another green vial into your arm.

You threw the now empty tube across the hall next to the trail of other used vials laid and let your veins pump the energy into your body. You felt power wrap around you, hugging every last inch. A green hazes the corners of your eyes.

That means it's working right? It means no one can get in your way anymore right? No one can stop-

"[Y/n]?!" Cracker's voice cried behind you. You twitched your head in his direction. He stepped back, disbelief written on his face. "WhAt hapPeNed to yoU?" His voice cracked.

You tilt your head in confusion. What could he possibly be questioning? You obviously got stronger, why, you could just feel it yourself. Unbeknownst to you, you had changed in more ways than one.

Mere strands of [h/c] hair covered your head now. Your skin has turned pale green and your inhuman muscle mass twitched under it. Your spoon-sized nails were clawing at the ground. Your heavy breathing produced green smoke. Your now green sclera eyes stared in Cracker's direction, but worst of all: Those eyes didn't register any recognition for him.

"[Y/n]..." Cracker uttered, finding it hard to look at you in such a state. He shook his head and stepped forward. "Come on, we're... we're going to cure you. Get you back to your normal self." He began to hasten towards you.

Big mistake.

You flinch at his sudden movement. Feeling as if you were about to be struck by an enemy, you dashed at him and slashed your hand at his face. He closed his eyes and tilted his head away from the hand, but it still got his right side.

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"What... what happened to her?"

"...She was put down."

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