(Y/N) woke up and blinked in panic at the unfamiliar looking place, this wasn't her room, and this certainly wasn't her bed, but instead of trying to calm down like any person would, she tensed into a tiny ball.

Last time she woke up in an unfamiliar room...the walls flashed white while all the clutter in the room vanished, she trembled in terror when a flash of a syringe came to her vision and resisted the urge to scream and shout, this was all just her mild condition of schizophrenia playing tricks on her.

She needed Law, with a sound of fear she tried to quietly alert her sibling of her distress, the American stars already knew too much, if they knew everything, there would be no doubt in her mind that they'd finally decide enough was enough and abandon them for being too damaged, too broken to bother caring for.

The raven couldn't have left her to sleep somewhere alone, right? Just when she thought her hallucinations couldn't get any worse, a dark figure with long hair and a strange lab coat came out of nowhere and held a syringe in his gloved hand menacingly with a sick toothy smile and yellow eyes.

That's when (Y/N) started to weep out tears of desperation, the child inside of her was livid, demanding her to scream out and call for help and protection, but she knew nothing would happen, she called for help here in this hell for months and no one ever came.

Just when she was finally about to scream, the shadowy figure quickly moved with an unexpected skill he shouldn't have possessed and injected the vile substance into her blood stream.

Suddenly, everything slowly changed, she was no longer trapped in the dark truth of her childhood, and found herself in a messy bedroom with her brother hugging the ever living daylights out of her...oops, she did it again, another morning terror, or how Law liked to call them 'shit dreams'.

With an almost apologetic sob, (Y/N) buried her face into her twin's sleeve and deeply breathed in a thankful sigh of relief, she could always count on Law to save her.

The male only continued to protectively cradle her back and forth with his mind only set on keeping as close to her as he possibly could, nothing was ever going to hurt his beloved sister, those shit nightmares could go screw shit for all he cared.

"Shhhhhhh, shhhhhh-it's okay, everything's okay, I'm okay, you're okay, daddy's okay, nobody's gonna die.." no, not anymore, no one was dying on his watch ever again.

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Law smiled down at his sister as they both prepared to start their favorite part of the day, grooming time! It was always so much fun to brush each other's hair and help the other with freshening up.

With a happy smile, (Y/N) watched the other purr in delight while she untangled his curly midnight locks, and to her utter delight, he allowed his twin to give it a small snip here and there.

After the hair, (Y/N) and Law expertly stretched their bodies out before preparing for a small shower together (DON'T WORRY, LAW'S WEARING BOXERS AND U HAVE A BIKINI SINCE CORA WAS SO PARANOID WITH THE PACKING) since he always had one with her when she had a morning hallucination.

The warm, endless bead of water was a welcoming feeling while she was sure to thoroughly scrub off the sweat and dirt on her twin's back, with a small smile, the teenager turned around with a hand full of shampoo and gently massaged it into the girl's shiny (H/C) strands of silken tresses, her hair had to be absolutely perfect, it was the one superficial thing she cared for in her appearance.

After the comfortable shower, the (H/C)ette and Law both decided to stay in their fuzzy raccoon pajamas since they didn't want to put on any uncomfortable clothing this early in the morning.

Not forgetting to help her brother with his eyeliner before getting out of the room, the two of them finally came out looking like two freshly awoken sleeping beauties, now came the hard part..where was the dining room again?

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Kidd sighed as his stomach growled for the eighteenth time, he was freaking starving, and as soon as a plate of something delicious was placed in front of him, in only one moment it was empty and down another's throat.

The Strawhats were here, apparently, they saw the text about the Trafalgars sleeping over here and wanted to meet them in person as well, at least the poor twins were still asleep.

No one could feel comfortable with meeting these weirdos for the first time, it was like a trainwreck that everyone expected except for the engineer who was driving it, the redhead could only pray to god that they didn't find the Strawhats intimidating enough to scare them off.

"Now look, I know you guys are excited to meet them-" Kidd ducked just in time before a large apple core flew over his head "-but they're very sensitive, and you could seriously offend or even scare the shit out of them if you act like you guys always do"

Nami only rolled her eyes as she sucked on the straw of her tangerine smoothie, "look, Kidd, I get it, they're skiddish, but if they can survive hanging out with you then these guys shouldn't be a problem"

Luffy laughed out loud to himself as Usopp choked on a piece of bacon, Chopper merely patted him on the back while he silently sipped his milk and watched Kidd's face turn red from frustration, "no! You don't get it! These two have a serious mental problem, and you could accidentally make them have like, a massive panic attack or something" this easily caught both the archeologist's and the young doctor's attention, "a mental illness?" They both curiously cooed.

Zoro silently opened one of his eyes to listen better on the conversation while pretending not to listen at all while Usopp, Brook and Franky all went silent.

"Yeah, they have like some kind of mental trauma that physically stopped some points of their mental growth or something, so most of their mind's still that of a brat's, they're still easy to provoke and have small temper tantrums and stuff like that, but it's not something you should mention...they think their mental illness is too awkward for others to handle I think"

Just when Kidd stopped talking, the door into the room slowly opened to reveal two lost looking twins in matching pajamas, "oh, hey we found the room!"