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Buggy the Clown - Am I me ?

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : "Can I request a buggy (opla) x male reader who ate a devil fruit that let’s him manipulate light to a point like making arrows and stuff. Anyway they wake up in each other’s bodies? And there’s no telling how long it lasts so the dorks gotta learn from the other about how their abilities work" - @inhumanshadows

Reader : male (he/you)

You woke up like any other morning, doing your habitual routine. Until you passed in front of your captain in your room ?

You quickly turned your head to make a double take and saw him again. You took a step back, realizing you were in front of a mirror. You walked away and back in front of it and still, he was here. Doing the same thing at the same time.

???

Was it not a mirror ? Maybe it was a glass and he's simply very well imitating you ?

What the fuck is going on ? You wonder until the door is slammed open by… you ?

"What the fuck did you do !? [Name] !" Your body asks, storming in and grabbing you by the collar.

But you just stared with wide eyes. What the fuck ? Is that what it is ? An out of body experience ? Did you die ?

"Give me back my body !" He yells, shaking you and your head falls to the floor.

"Ouch ! What the fuck !?"

"You have my body, shithead !"

As Buggy awoke, he quickly realized he wasn't in his room. The bed just felt different. He rapidly stood up, not understanding what he was doing in someone else's room and went to walk out until he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. Or more accurately, you, in the mirror.

He immediately touched his face, your reflection doing the same, his fingers going to his nose.

What ? There's… nothing ? No big round shape. And when he crosses his eyes trying to look at his nose he just sees the color of your skin. No flashy red.

Realizing he's in your body, Buggy panics. What the fuck ? Going to walk out of the room, he hits his foot against the corner of your desk.

"Arg ! Fuck !" He yells out in pain as he walks outside, limping for a few seconds.

"[Name] !" He yells. "Where are you !?" He doesn't care about the look he's getting. From an outside point of view it looks like you're calling for yourself.

He storms into your room and grabs you by the collar, shaking you.

"Give me back my body !" He shakes you again and your head detaches itself, rolling back and falling to the floor.

"Ouch ! What the fuck !?"

"You have my body, shithead !" God it felt weird to yell at himself. "And stop trying to be funny !"

"Uh… ?" You said, still unsure of what was going on. You being in Buggy's body hadn't sunken yet.

He grabs his- no, your head from the floor.

"Give me back. My. Body."

"I don't. Know. How." You say, imitating him.

He groaned. He almost threw the head away before quickly reminding himself it was his head you had. He sighed, replacing your head on your shoulders.

You ate your breakfast silently, not daring to look at him- yourself. You hadn't done anything, why was he blaming you ?

You could hear him grumble, clearly complaining about this situation.

"Do you… can you do what I do ? You know, my bow and arrows ?"

He froze. He hadn't thought about that.

"I don't know." He said. It felt a bit weird to watch yourself speak.

"Because I can slice myself. We found that out earlier."

"I know, I was here."

"Focus on your fingers."

He hums, pissed, not really wanting to obey you at the moment but does as asked. Raising his hand up to look at his fingers.

"And ?"

"Focus. Imagine it."

"I'm trying- oh !? Oh ! Ohohohoh ! I feel something !" He says, jumping excitedly out of his chair as you do the same, only for him to raise his middle finger up at you.

…

"Has anyone ever told you you're not fucking funny ?" You asked, unamused walking away as he laughed loudly.

"Wait, wait, wait, waiit ! You haven't tried mine. Voluntarily !" He continues laughing, running after you.

"Fine." You stop walking and focus on your arm, trying to slice it off of you. You see a line form, struggling to remain.

"Try to picture-" He said just as your arm fell to the ground with a thud. "it…"

You both stared at your fallen arm.

"So fucking ungracious." He says, still staring at it.

"Oh fuck you."

"Not flashy at all." He grimaced.

"Can you hear when I talk ?"

"Not really, I hear like a buzz, like a fly in my ears." He says, still looking at your arm, poking it with his foot.

"That's what your voice does to my ears on the daily basis." You say with a smile.

"For the sake of your health I'm going to ignore what you said." He calmly stated, glaring at you. You had to bite your tongue to get rid of your smile but it didn't work as planned and you had to spit it in your hand, having sliced it in your mouth.

He stared at his tongue, then at you, almost offended. What the fuck ? Why did you spit it out like that ?

"What do you think you're doing ? Are you going to do every stupid thing with my body ? Am I a fucking joke ?!"

You said nothing for a moment, debating whether to annoy him again or not. Aren't you supposed to be a clown ? You wanted to say. But maybe your look spoke for yourself.

He suddenly laughs, almost maniacally.

"Oh ! I'm going to fucking kill you !"

"(You can't, that would be self assault. And I'm the captain. And you can't do anything against my chop chop abilities.)" You say but with your missing tongue, your words are unintelligible.

He blinked, his lips twitching. He had no idea what you just said, but he had a vague feeling of it.

"When we get back to normal, idiot !"

"Oh."

"And swallow back my tongue will you !? This gag lasted long enough."

You couldn't help but giggle, bringing his tongue back into your mouth, hoping it would reattach itself.

"You're the worst Buggy I've ever seen."

"You've seen other you ?"

"Just you is enough."

"You know what impression you leave on others then." You say quietly, half hoping he didn't hear you.

"What was that ?" He gritted his teeth, not appreciating your comments.

"In my defense you started it. Saying I was ungraceful and not flashy."

"Because you weren't. Are you going to leave my arm on the ground too or are you ever going to pick it up."

You rolled your eyes and bent down to grab it.

"With your powers ! Idiot ! Make it fly and reattach to you !"

You made an over-exaggerated sigh.

"Fine." You said, looking at the arm, trying to make it move. It wobbled a bit, moving up slightly, shakily and ever so slowly reattaching itself to you.

You looked up, waiting for a compliment but he grimaced, totally unimpressed.

"Yeah." He deadpans. "I said what I said."

You click your tongue and huff. Looking to the side in annoyance.

"You still haven't even made a spark." You remind him.

"Tch ! It's easy !"

"Then why didn't you do one earlier ?"

"Because I was trying to make a bow !"

"The cart before the horse, huh ?" You raise your eyebrows.

"Shut up ! All you do is fall apart. What next ? You'll try to walk but detach from your legs and fall !?"

You sigh again, trying to conceal a smile.

"Then try again ?"

"Raaah !" He yells, annoyed, raising his hand and staring intently at his palm. Focusing and focusing for something, any-fucking-thing to happen and then…

A big flash of light exploded before your eyes making you both scream.

"Are you trying to blind us !?"

"I made a spark, didn't I !?"

"I think I can't see !" You yell, grimacing while blinking with wide eyes.

"Don't make that face with my face !"

"What do you want me to do ? Let your body blind !? Blink with me, don't let me blind." You say, grabbing his arm.

"Can't you blink like a normal person ?" He asks, blinking rapidly too.

"Not with you trying to blind us !"

"I made a big spark ! I never see you do that !"

"Maybe because I don't wanna blind people ?"

He rolls his eyes and focuses on his hand once again.

"If you blind us once again…"

"I may not look like it but I'm still your captain. Don't. Threaten. Me."

"Okay, blind yourself all you want." You say, shrugging as you begin to walk away. "Wait, no, that's my body ! Stop it !" You slap his hand but he continues, small sparks appearing out of his palm.

"Stop it, let me !"

"And blind me ?! No thank you !"

"I'm not gonna blind you."

"Stop it ! I'll blind you then ! It'll be your fault !" You yell, opening your eyes wide and approaching the hand, as small flashes emit from it.

"Stop it ! Close your eyes ! Are you trying to blind me ! You fucking idiot !" He says raising his other hand to slap it on your face.

You're both barking at each other to close your eyes while simultaneously refusing to do so and soon it comes to hands, wrestling one another. Pulling and pushing and biting.

You had to be separated by other members of the crew, not really understanding what was happening.

"I'm telling you, this is me, your captain." He repeated while you said nothing, refusing to help him.

"[Name] ? Uh- Captain ? Why are you in his body ?" Mohji asked, looking at you then frowning, realizing his mistake and looking at him.

"The hell if I know ! Ask him !"

"Why would I know ?" You deadpanned, grimacing. "You're the one who stormed into my room with my body."

"You were in my room."

"Whatever." You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. “You're the captain, you should know more about this.”

“What kinda logic is that ?”

You shrugged, refusing to look at him, like a kid.

“Oi !” He stomped, getting annoyed again, making you smile at his reaction. “Are you trying me, shithead !?”

“Calm down. Getting angry won't help anything.” Alvida stepped in, putting a hand on his shoulder to keep him in a sitting position.

Buggy growled, not liking being told to what to do.

“Did you try each other's powers ?” She asks.

“That's why we had to stop them.” Cabaji says and Alvida sighs.

“What happened ?”

“Buggy was trying to blind me.”

“I wanted to make a spark.” He explained.

“Like the giant flash of light that nearly took our eyesight ?”

“You never do that !”

“Because I don't wanna blind people and myself !”

“You can't even slice yourself voluntarily !”

“Sorry for liking being in one piece !”

“Enough !” Alvida stopped the two of you from arguing further. “[Name], you won't die, try cutting yourself into pieces. Buggy, focus on making arrows, blinding flashes aren't a good idea.”

You both huffed, crossing your arms.

You spent the rest of the day away from each other to focus better on your new abilities, not wanting the arguing to start over.

Apart from exploding into pieces when you sneeze, your slicing became more voluntarily.

And Buggy had stopped trying to make sparks, focusing on making arrows of light. Trying to send them in the direction he wants.

Came dinner time.

You silently sat next to one another, both still holding a grudge against the other.

“So how did it go ?” You ask, taking a bite of your food.

“I can make arrows.” He simply replied, still refusing to look at you. “You ?”

“I can slice myself.”

“When you sneeze ?”

“Nothing happens.”

“Liar.”

You side eyes him before bitting your lower lip.

“Fine, I exploded everywhere.”

He snorted.

“Figured. I made a hole in the circus tent.” He admits. And you couldn't help but laugh.

And like that the animosity was gone, the two of you talking like nothing had happened.

“You think we'll ever get back our bodies ?” You asked, pouring yourself a glass of water.

“We better ! I don't know who did this to us, but they'll pay ! I'll flashyly kill them !”

And in a blink, you found yourself in another chair, looking at Buggy. And him at you.

“Huh ?”

You blinked at each other, slowly realizing what just happened and your eyes went wide.

“We're back in our bodies !”

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