“Kukukuku… well, well, what sticky little surprise have we here?”
Perospero’s laugh slithered through the air like a warped carnival tune, each note sugar-sweet and condescending. His long, spindly legs carried him forward with a showman’s stride as he stopped just inches from the sneaky little Straw Hat who thought they could creep through Totto Land unnoticed.
“A wee little Straw Hat wandering around Mama’s domain loose?… How tedious.”
He lifted his candy cane staff and tapped it lightly on the ground, the sound crisp and sharp like cracking caramel. His smile curled higher, condescending and delighted all at once.
“Whatever should I do, hmm~?”
his grin stretching just a little too wide to be comforting.
“Should I kill you?”
Perospero asked it with a lilting sweetness, as though he were generously offering a menu option rather than threatening someone’s life. The psychopath—!
“kuku… decisions, decisions~…”