The scent of rain never failed to remind Crocodile of his foiled plans back in Alabasta. But that didn’t mean he didn’t find the damp scent pleasurable after so many years spent in the dry lands.

He watched as water fell from his Green umbrella and splattered on the pavement before him, splattering his fine leather shoes with the splash back from the drenched street.

As he watched rain fall on his way home to his beloved, he was distracted by a whine. That of a puppy, cowering and shivering in a cardboard box on the side of the road.

—How cruel… He thought. — Leaving a poor, defenceless creature to freeze in the pouring rain...

Thats when images of his beloved fluttered behind his eyes. Yes… it is a shame how he must leave so frequently for work. Perhaps this poor stray might be the key to their happiness, keeping them company whilst he was away. With that thought, he held his umbrella over the puppy, gaining its trust so it would allow him to scoop it up.

— “Darling, is that you?” you called as you heard the front door open.

— “Yes, my love. I have a gift for you” he calls out, bringing the drenched puppy forwards, hidden inside his large fur jacket to keep it’s little body warm — “I found him on the street in a cardboard box, I figured you’d like some company whilst I’m away, so I decided we’d house the little thing. What do you think dearest?”