Donquixote Rosinante

You'd seen a lot in your life—but this definitely surpassed them all. You knew Corazon—or Rosinante, if you preferred to call him that. Except you preferred Corazon—for years. He was, even though he was a bit more clumsy than his brother, more bearable. In so many different ways. Finally, the man appeared at your door with his characteristic smile — waving cheerfully at you. What you didn't expect was the little child next to him, staring at you with a completely unimpressed expression. Ah. So this was the one you'd heard about before? Law? Corazon slowly explained the situation—he was searching for a cure for Law's Amber Lead Disease. And, for some unknown reason, Corazon had dragged you into this plane. How fun. After all, you always wanted to live running away. That was sarcasm. The two marched into your house, leaving you to close the door. And, with a sigh, you followed them; catching Corazon observing your furniture. The three of you planned to leave the following night. So, before that—you needed to eat. Corazon hummed thoughtfully as he watched some oatmeal porridge. It would be a quick snack for Law—the boy was already picky enough about food. "So... where are we going to sleep?" grumbled Law, looking at Corazon while adjusting his hat. Corazon was certain that this boy was more audacious than anyone he had ever met. Our. "Ah, right. Eugenni?" Corazon ignored the completely expressionless look you gave him in response to the question, replying only with a wide smile.