(I do not, nor will I EVER, own One Piece. This endearing series belongs to Ze Great Eiichiro Oda.)
"Food now." Belle spoke to her mother.
"Belle, honey, you're going to have to wait." Nami replied as she cooked.
"Look, Belle, I'm sorry, but--"
"Monkey D. Bellemere, you will wait for your breakfast!!!" Nami scolded.
Belle crossed her arms as she frowned at her mother.
This was usually a routine morning for the Monkey Family. Nami would cook, Belle would demand food, and Luffy would just lie on the couch, watching the show.
"Feed me now, Mommy!" Belle demanded.
"Belle, you have to wait!" Nami argued. "If you eat your food the way it is now, you'll get sick!"
Belle growled before she ran over to a little corner in the room, glaring at her mother.
"Don't give me that look, missy." Nami scolded.
Belle just kept glaring.
"Luffy, do something!" Nami called.
"Belle, stop glaring at your mother." Luffy spoke, not taking his eyes off