You never stop being a kid, you just get bigger.
Title: Bull's-eye!
Theme: Slingshot-Round 1
Claim: Silvers Rayleigh
Words: 418
Rating: PG
Warnings: Some cursing
Disclaimers: As always, One Piece is owned by Eiichiro Oda.
“Half my share of the treasure says that there’s no way you can hit that target with this slingshot!”
Shanks looked up from where he was cleaning his swords to find Buggy standing confidently over him, holding said slingshot out to him. “Where’d ya get that?”
“Last raid. It’s worthless for fighting anybody, but it’s still good for aim and stuff.” He waved it back and forth. “So, what’d’ya say?”
Shanks considered. With his experience in throwing knives, Buggy easily surpassed him in aim. Still, he was hardly one to turn down a challenge.
He grinned, jumping to his feet. “You’re on.”
Buggy cackled, then turned and aimed the slingshot at the target, fixed to the main mast. He waited until he had a clear shot, then fired.
PING!
“BULL’S-EYE!!!” he crowed, throwing his arms over his head. Then he turned and held the slingshot out to Shanks, smiling smugly. “Your turn.”
Shanks grinned confidently and took the slingshot. He waited for a clear shot, aiming carefully with one eye closed.
After a moment, he let the small pellet fly.
THWICK!
“OW! Damn it, what the hell was that!?!”
Silvers Rayleigh rubbed his neck, searching for the source of the pellet. Buggy started laughing uproariously while Shanks paled and hid the slingshot behind his back. Rayleigh bent down and found the tiny metal pellet, then looked out over the deck, eyes immediately honing in on the two apprentices. Shanks hid the slingshot as the first mate made his way toward them.
“Alright, who shot it?” he demanded.
For a second, the two boys were frozen. Then Shanks pointed at Buggy and announced, “He did it!”
“What? ME!?! Why, you flashy bastard!”
The two began to scuffle with each other, and in the fight the slingshot fell to the deck with a clatter. Rayleigh cuffed them both in the head, then stooped and retrieved the weapon.
“Hmm… I used to be a pretty good shot,” he mused, examining it.
“You wanna try, Ray-san?” Shanks suggested, pointing at the target.
Rayleigh considered, then grinned and lifted the slingshot. “Why not?”
The two apprentices cheered as he aimed carefully at the target, squinting. After a moment, he shot.
THWICK!
“OW! What the HELL was that!?!”
The three stared, horrorstruck, as Roger rubbed his neck. He looked around, then bent down and retrieved the pellet off the deck. He looked up and around, searching for the culprit.
Rayleigh shoved the slingshot into Shanks’ hands and pointed at them.
“They did it!”
“HEY!!!”