A/N: It'll be swearing!

In the previous chapter: But the fact was neither of both the pair, not the surgeon and not the stalker that was tiptoeing his way behind Trafalgar, were expecting what they found when the entrance to Law's personal room opened.

    Pink feathered lace. Pink feathered lace in his window. Pink feathered lace in his desk. Pink feathered lace in his chair. Pink feathered lace in his sofa. Pink feathered lace in his bookshelves. Pink feathered lace in his bathroom. And in his bed... in his bed was a blanket of FREAKING bread loafs sewed with PINK LACED RIBBONS!!!! 

  (A/N: Imagine something like this)   

This is so messed up!!

When Law dared to step in his bedroom he noticed that Kikoku was in the middle of a circular fence made of vertically placed baggettes so if he wanted to get it he would have to get near that hellish baked food.

But-! BUT!! The worst thing was the last. In the middle of his big room was a pentagon. A freaking pink pentagon with a demonic fresh bread on the center of it as a sacrifice.

'This has to be a nightmare. A nightmare. My fucking WORST NIGHTMARE!! This can't get any worse!!!!' He froze.

But what our poor little Law couldn't know was while his mind was flipping and spiraling in its own perturbed world, the infamous panties snatcher was just behind him.

"Fufufu~ Law~~ All of this is for me?~~ Is this a hidden side of you?~~"

Poor little Law was in hell in that right moment.

'There's no way. No way. No way... THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY!! KILL ME PLEASE!'

The petrified doctor slowly turned his head to face his worst fear. I his doorway was a pink demonic presence.

HIM

He was a demon, Law was sure, that pentagon must have had summoned him. There was no other way for this evil being to have entered his sub. Law was doomed. He was going to be murdered in between pink feathered shit and bread. His coffin would be a big baggette opened in the middle. He would be buried in a ground where somewhere in the future a bakery would be built. And his tombstone would be made of flatbread that Mugiwara-ya would eat, eradicating this way any proof of his life and his miserable death.

Those thoughts were crossing his freaked out mind when the intruder stepped next to him, big evil smile on his features. Before Law could react the thief's hand was touching his chest and that was when his mind couldn't see anything but pink, before all turned black.

~~~~ Time skip to the next morning ~~~~

When he woke up he couldn't remember if all that happened in the night was real or just a damned nightmare brought to him by an overworked brain. He sat up in the bed where he was lying and observed confused his surroundings. He was in his clean, organized and no-laced bedroom.

"Good. It was only a dream, after all." He sighed in contentment.

He then got a glimpse of a pink paper sticking out of his opened dresser.

'Weird'.

Standing up, he approached the dresser and took the little paper. I t was a note that read:

"Dear little Law.

I only want two things: To let you know that I love you even after what you had done to me, and that you might want to buy new underwear in the next island~~~.

Still loving you.

Your devoted panties snatcher."

Snapping his eyes full open Law saw that in the dresser, the underwear drawer was opened and completely empty. Feeling a bad vibe, the surgeon tugged on the hem of his trousers and directed his gaze down only to blush in anger and embarrassment.

NOT

 IN 

 HELL!!!!!!!