Day One: Part 1

[Guu]

As Mami flew into the distance, Guu turned to Desco.

“I’m sorry we attacked your friend. She said, respectfully.

”It’s all good.”

“Wait, really?”

”I didn't know her all that well anyways! Plus anyways, it's all for fun!” She said in a cheerful tone.

Guu responded to the demon child’s casual attitude to murder with shivers. However, it was a harsh reminder that eventually she'll have to fight and kill Desco herself. She didn’t look forward to that day. Oh well, at least she's mostly certain her friend won't take it too personally.

Luffy saunters over to the group.

“Haha, I can’t believe she attacked me with a fork!” He yelled.

“A spork actually, which is far worse combat-wise.” She said. Suddenly, she stretched her arms out and pulled him down, forcing him to sit on a log. ”Now let me take a look at that wound for you.”

She yanked out what little of the spork still remained, causing Luffy to jump a little.

“Yow!”

She inspected the wound. It didn’t look too serious; just some minor punctures in the skin. Can’t imagine it feeling too great though. She spun around him to look him in the eyes.

“Doesn’t look too serious. I’ll probably be fine.” She said, but her eyes widened as she saw the cut on his leg. She morphed a finger and pointed at it. “When did you get that?”

“That’s from the armored guy! You know!” He said, lifting up the disembodied hand, which was now making a peace sign.

She inspected the wound closely.

“Hmmm… may need to be covered. She said. She rubbed her chin to think. ”…but with what…”

After a few seconds thought, she raised a fresh-formed hand to signal “one second” to her patient. She leapt up and disappeared into the brush.

A few minutes pass and she comes back out looking exactly the same, except she’s now holding in her arms a second set of the same outfit she’s currently wearing. She starts ripping into the pink skirt, tearing off long strands. Pulling out a bottle of water, she trickles a little bit on the wound to clean it, and then ties it down tight with one of the lines. All through the process, she seemed uncharacteristically shaken for some reason.

As soon as the piece of skirt was tightly tied over the wound, she stuffed the rest of the second outfit into her bag.

”You’re all set.” She said plainly.

“Wow Bubblegum! Thanks!” She stretched out a hand 5 feet in the air, Guu stretches hers out in tandem and gives him a high five. “Though, it’s amazing you had more clothes on you!”

“Yeah…”

She wasn’t quite sure what the clothing on her back was actually made of; she tried not to think about it. All she knew now is that despite still being covered, she still felt incredibly exposed. It was a sensation she would have to get used to.

From this point forward, Guu’s skirt and scarf are both products of her shapeshifting. If she takes major hits, her clothing will glitch; as in randomly changing colors and the like.