These are all reposts of my contribution to the 'Post-Ch574-let's-cheer-up-after-that-level-of-tragedy-and tears-chaos-thread-party.' because the internet is just awesome like that.

So, four short drabble prompts coming your way and be sure to check out the other entries.

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Now, onwards to triumph…….or some crack at least.

Prompt: Chance Meetings

Characters: Roger, Garp.

The two men stood across from each other in the alleyway for the first time in their long………rivalry? friendship?, refusing to meet each other in the eye.

Garp carefully shifted the pink shopping bag while inwardly debating if it was worth it to simply drop the gear and run but then his wife would just send him out again. (Dammit, he was on leave. He couldn't have cornered that thrice-damned pirate last month or next month?)

Sure, it was somewhat (read:extremely) emasculating but Roger was having the worst of it in this situation. Garp would put a months worth of doughnuts on it either being a bet backfiring badly or an angry father on the rampage.

Either way, neither man had wanted to be seen tonight but irony was a cruel bitch and dictated that they would both take the same shortcut through the same dark, crusty and suspiciously smelling alleyway.

Roger pulled himself up to his full height, straightened the dress and quietly intoned
"This never happened. I never saw you, you never saw me and it will never be spoken of."
Garp sighed
"Agreed. I'll throw you into Impel Down next month. Be sure to wear pants because capturing my greatest nemesis while he was wearing a dress would simply be too embarrassing."
"Gyahahaha! You can try Garp!!"
Garp smoothed down his apron and they both continued on.

It was noted by their subordinates the following month that their fight did seem to be particularly vicious.