The Straw Hat Pirates were currently stopping at Palate Island, an island famous for its rich cuisine and exquisite recipes. Sanji had immediately gone to purchase some cookbooks of local dishes as well as ingredients for making them, with Brook tagging along hoping to sneak a peek at some lingerie. Franky and Zoro were staying behind to guard the Thousand Sunny, while Usopp, Chopper, and Luffy had excitedly gone off to try some of the island's best foods with a futile warning from Nami not to spend all their allowance on eats. Speaking of Nami, she and Robin had opted to relax at a sidewalk cafe and sample some designer espressos. This left Nissa on her own to explore at her leisure, and she was making good use of her time in town. She had bought a box of sour cream donuts from one of the best bakeries in town and had stopped at a sushi bar for her own pig-out session. Now she was on her way back to the ship to wait for Chopper and the boys' return so she could share her donuts with them.
Chopper's gonna love these donuts, she thought, they're sooo sweet!
Suddenly Nissa's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of grunting, and she looked down in time to see a pig run past her and head into an alley behind her.
Hmm, that was interesting, Nissa thought, before being interrupted again by the sound of heavy footsteps. She looked up, and around the corner came a burly looking man wearing a stained apron and carrying two huge meat cleavers in both his hands. Nissa gulped, he looked scarier than her old boss Koro.
"Hey girl," he said in the kind of gravelly tough voice you'd expect from that kind of guy, "you see a pig run past here?"
"Why yes," Nissa said politely, "it went that way." She pointed in the furthest direction from the alley. The man didn't bother to thank her, he just ran off in the indicated direction yelling "GET BACK HERE YOU SACK OF LARD!"
"I better make myself scarce before he finds out I faked him out," she said to herself and resumed her way back to the ship at a faster pace than before.
As Nissa walked down the cobblestone street, she couldn't help noticing people giving her weird looks as she passed by. Thinking she must have some wasabi on her face from her time in the sushi bar, she paused in front of a store window to check her reflection. There was no wasabi on her face, but she saw the reflection of a pig sitting behind her.
"Oh," she said, turning to him, "you must have followed me from the alley."
She knelt down so she was closer to the pig's level, "It was no problem saving you from that butcher, now run along and live out the rest of your little piggy life."
Nissa got up and started walking again, but getting a weird feeling she stopped and turned around to see the pig standing right behind her. She started walking again, and so did the pig. She quickened her pace, the pig quickened his pace. She stopped suddenly, the pig stopped suddenly too.
Nissa sighed, "What is it with you pig? What is causing your weird magnetic attraction to me?"
The pig stepped forward and started sniffing at the bag she was holding; the bag containing the box of sour cream donuts.
"Oh, you want a donut? Ok, I'm willing to share," said Nissa, taking out a donut and holding it out to the pig. The pig quickly gobbled it up, then began licking the glaze residue off of Nissa's fingers which really tickled.
Nissa smiled down at the pink creature who looked up at her and oinked as though he were saying "Thanks for the donut!" Nissa knelt down again and put a hand under the pig's chin.
"You sure are a cute little fella," she said to him, patting his chubby cheek, "I'd sure hate to leave you where some butcher or cook could find you again." She saw the pig shudder and move closer to her.
"Maybe you could...come with me?" she wondered out loud. The pig oinked happily and nuzzled her hand, clearly more than happy to take her up on the offer.
"Hehe, I'd be happy to have you little guy," said Nissa, "but if that's the case I'll have to give you a name." She looked him over, hoping to see something that inspired a name.
"Pinky?" she asked. The pig wrinkled his snout, obviously not liking that one.
"Curly?" Another snout wrinkle
"Oinkers?" Wrinkle again.
Nissa looked him over again. His most prominent trait was his tummy, round and...
"Pudgy?" The pig squealed happily and jumped into Nissa's arms.
"I guess we have a winner!" she said, patting him on the back, "I hope you like your new home Pudgy."
TO BE CONTINUED...