Ramos woke up to a pink ceiling, groaning at the pain in his neck, his nostrils were assaulted by the smell of sweets. 'At this hour?' Ramos thought, he looked down to see himself in a pink-themed bed and a large room. "What in the hell?"
His investigation is halted by the door opening.
Click.
Stepping into the room is a very tall, caramel-skinned woman with white hair, her right eye covered by bangs, and to his anger, he recognised her.
"Smoothie. "
"Good, you're awake." She flatly said.
"Where am I ?" He demanded.
Smoothie rolled her eyes at him."Before you panic, you need to get dressed...my mother expects me at the Tea party in 5 minutes. " Smoothie gestured to the white suit on the bed.
"If you think of refusing, she'll kill you or I will." She closed the door, leaving him with his thoughts.
"Damn it, this can't be happening to me." Ramos rubbed his head; his memory was still foggy, and only bits and pieces were flashing in his mind.
"I don't know how I ended up in Big Mom's territory but panicking is not going to help." He calmed himself down.
[The tea party ]
An annual event in the Charlotte family where they speak about an upcoming marriage, new alliances, and whatever Big Mom finds worthy of celebrating. "
The huge dining area is decorated with desserts, tea cups bigger than Ramos.
"Mama–mama. " Big Mom excitedly sang.
"Today we meet the groom, now remember kids be nice, don't scare him away." Linlin glared.
Her army of kids nodded.
"Yes, mother." They said in unison.
Cracker and Katakuri sat beside Smoothie, their sister, who was dressed in a nice white dress that highlights her figure while maintaining class.
Smoothie is nervously fidgeting with the hem of her dress, heart racing at the closing reality of her being a wife. That means kids, knowing her mother she'd want enough to start a village. Another part of her eccentric parent, she has a fantasy of creating a family with every race. The diversity among her siblings was evident. Many of their fathers are either dead or just banned from contact with them, Big Mom is the matriarch of the family and the Islands.
Smoothie just has to play her role as a Charlotte daughter, not trying to end up like her sister, who left the family.
Her thoughts were stopped by the door opening, candy guards escorting Ramos.
All eyes landed on him, assessing him as a potential in-law for their chaotic family.
Smoothie looked at her fiancé, 'He looks good in that suit...' She thought, putting on a straight face as she fought a blush.
"Ramos...it's finally nice to see you son."
Ramos jolted at the title, biting his lip, he responded. "B–mother..." She said.
Big Mom's eyes were delighted at his acceptance.
"Mama–mama. Such a good son, let's eat and discuss the wedding. " She clapped, her personal chefs started plating the food, Ramos quietly ate, sat next to Katakuri and Cracker. He felt their stern gaze.
"Ramos, as you know, Smoothie is your fiancé, and your wedding will be in 3 days."
"Three days??" They both looked at her.
"Why so soon mother?" Ramos asked politely.
Big Mom looked at him oddly, "Well, it gives you time to know each other. I still need to meet my friends for business purposes and the cake..." She trailed off.
The tea went on with Big Mom ranting about the party, Ramos did his best to enjoy the sweets, countless sweets.
Walking back to his room, he lay on the bed completely tired, "Great– I'm getting married in 3 days. " He groaned.
Click
"Come on..." He grunted.
His door opened, Smoothie walked in, looking at him, "You're taking this well?" She smirked.
"I don't have much of a choice. "
"Fair."
"What are you doing in my room?"
"This is actually our room until the wedding, and once it's time for the honeymoon, we'll move into mine."
"..."
Smoothie sighed, "Look, this isn't ideal for me either, but let's try to make it work, ok?"
Ramos glanced at his bed, looking at her," At least you're pretty. " He chuckled.
"Mxm" She rolled her eyes, "Wow–so shameless. "
"Don't act like I'm not good-looking?" He nudged her.
"You're a fool."
"A handsome fool."
"Say that again and you're sleeping on the floor."
"Do you want to go on a date tomorrow?" He asked.
Smoothie was taken aback by the question,
"Are you serious?"
"Yes, if this marriage is going to work, I need to get to know my wife~" couldn't help but smile.
"Very well, tomorrow morning. "
"It's a date."
[End of Chapter]