When Mihawk woke up, the first thing he was Ethan holding onto a burning fish.
"There, cooked."
Ethan then blew, and the fire dissipated. As he casually peeled off the scales as if not feeling the heat on the fish, he casually asked to Mihawk,
"What, you hungry as well?"
"...Who, no, what are you."
Growling, Mihawk asked.
"What am I?"
Ethan snorted at that,
"Human. What else do you think I am? A merman?"
"..."
"...?"
Mihawk couldn't help but say,
"Merfolks do exist."
"HUHHH?!!"
Ethan then whispered to himself,
"Does that mean that I can get a mermaid girlfriend?"
Mihawk felt like facepalming himself.
'And I fainted against someone like this...'
"Yeah, why did you faint, man?"
"QUIT READING MY THOUGHT, FUCKER!!!"
Mihawk huffed rapidly, with his face red in anger. His usually composed self was no more, andif anyone else were to see this scene, they would've been shocked—or entertained, if someone like Monkey D. Garp saw this.
"What do you mean read thought?"
Ethan raised an eyebrow,
"Didn't you just say that aloud?"
"What even—huu, fine. Do you even know what Haki is?"
"What? Hickey?"
"HAKI!!! HAKI I SAID!!!! LISTEN PROPERLY FOR ONCE!!!"
"Hahaha, of course I heard you say Haki. It was just a joke, bro."
"YOU BASTARD—"
Mihawk grabbed the back of his neck, feeling his blood pressure rising.
'My character's breaking. Huu... huu... calm down, Mihawk. You're the Hawkeye, aren't you? You can't give that damned Red Hair something to laugh at.'
"Red Hair? Who's that?"
"STOP READING MY—huu, why do I even bother."
Mihawk sighed,
"Someone lame. That's all that you need to know."
He seems to have resigned. And for the first time, he learned what it feels like to be helpless.
"I don't know, Hawkeye sounds just as lame."
"...?"
And that, Mihawk couldn't agree.
"Hawkeye sounds just as lame as Red Hair? What is wrong with your mind?"
"Red Hair is just red hair. Hawkeye is just hawk's eye. That's... so plain and lame."
"Then what's considered cool to you?"
"Hmm..."
Ethan stroked his chin,
"Flower Lotus Samsara Hualala King, the Bringer of Death."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"Join my crew, Hawkeye."
"What?"
Out of blue, Ethan proposed,
"While you were unconscious, I gave some thoughts. And I realized that you probably are the one who killed my underlings."
"...You mean those pirates."
"You took everything from me!!!"
"...That wasn't funny."
Ethan awkwardly rubbed the back of his head as Mihawk deadpanned,
"I thought it was pretty funny."
"Your humour is abysmal, you know that?"
"But anyway, join my crew!"
Mihawk groaned as he washed his face.
"What do you even plan on doing anyway? Look for One Piece?"
"One Piece? Dafuq is that even?"
Mihawk raised his head and stared at Ethan in disbelief.
"Then what?"
"Find a girlfriend."
"...?"
In a stoic expression, Mihawk gave Ethan a middle finger,
"Fuck you, man."
Chuckling, Ethan gave Mihawk his own,
"Haha, back to you, buddy."
"No, you."
"No, you."
"..."
Mihawk groaned again, feeling as if his age is regressing.
"I am supposed to be a cool and mysterious guy, not some... idiot like whatever this teal-haired guy is!!"
"Who are you calling an idiot, huh?!"
Growling, Ethan and Mihawk bumped their foreheads against each other.
"You wanna have a go?!"
Mihawk was about to respond to Ethan with just as much vigour, but he then realized of how abnormal Ethan's strength was.
"..."
In the end, he chickened out, backing away from Ethan and looking elsewhere.
"...Fuck,"
And he timidly whispered.
Truly pitiful, Ethan thought.
"You aren't a Hawkeye, man."
Ethan mocked,
"Pigeoneye."
"..."
"...Uh,"
Ethan thought that he may have overdone. He expected a retort back from Mihawk, but his words seem to have crushed the man's soul.
"Okay, maybe that was too much. I apolo—"
"I'll join your crew."
Mihawk all of a sudden said with a rage-filled snarl.
"Huh, for real?"
"Yes."
Glaring at Ethan with bloodshot eyes, he declared,
"I will be with you forever until death."
while caressing the blade of Yoru, thirsty for blood.
'Watch when you sleep, dear captain.'
Ethan gave Mihawk a thumbs up,
"Don't worry, I always watch when I sleep."
Ignoring Mihawk who was trembling in rage, Ethan decided to celebrate.
Hundreds of crew members lost, but gained a member!
It was a huge loss, but hey, at least he salvaged something.
Ethan decided to stay optimistic.
"So,"
Mihawk then asked,
"What would be my captain's name?"
"Oh, right. Dracule Mihawk."
"Dracule Mihawk... I see..."
Mihawk pulled out a black note—one that was titled 'Death Note' on the cover—out of nowhere and biting his finger, began to write someone with his blood.
It read,
Dracule Mihawk <- just kill this fucker!
"...Wait."
Mihawk paled up.
"AHHHHHH—"
He shrieked for the first time, then stopped, as nothing happened.
Thankfully, Death Note wasn't real.