"I DON'T LIKE BREAD!"
The crew looked at him.
"Tra-guy, why don't you like bread?" asked Luffy.
Law shuddered at the memory.
"Get away!" you yelled, throwing an apple at Law.
"The hell was that for?" asked Law.
"An apple a day keeps the doctor away," you informed.
"You need your flu shot, [Name]," he shook his head, holding up the needle.
"DON'T TOUCH ME WITH THAT THING!" you shouted, running to the galley.
You flipped a table over and hid behind it. You heard Law sigh, yet again, while walking into the room. You peered over the table and saw Law staring at your makeshift fort.
"It'll be quick, only a few seconds."
"No!" you whined.
Law walked towards you with the needle in hand. You screamed and grabbed a loaf of bread that the cook had just baked and threw it at Law.
Law's eyes widened at the sudden attack. Then you grabbed a baguette and started whacking him with it.
"O-Oi! What are you doing, woman?!" he screamed.
"I don't want a shot!" you said, still beating him up with the bread.
"Fine, no shot! Just stop!" he yelled in anguish.
You huffed and dropped the bread. Then you kicked him in the stomach. You brushed the dust off your clothes and walked off.
"I don't want to talk about it."
No one had to know that the Surgeon of Death was beaten up by some lousy pieces of bread.