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The Steambird and the Albatross

Summary:

Charlotte, formerly of the Steambird Newspaper, has some things to say about her new boss.

And no, it has nothing to do with working for a literal bird.

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"You!" Charlotte hissed and pointed at the bird man. "You disgust me!"

 

She pointed to the headline in her hand. "You know the Strawhats aren't holding Vegapunk hostage. Why state otherwise and make everyone think it's true?!"

 

Big News Morgan simply guffawed. "Kid, you gotta put your selfishness ahead of your heart in this game. If the truth gets more money, sure, I'll tell the truth. But if a glamorized headline is that much more interesting? Well…" he shrugged. "No one gets hurt, the people get some drama, and I get a paycheck."

 

The reporter's eye twitched violently. "And that's why I don't like you. Someone with the talent for uncovering truth is also responsible for bringing the truth to light- and the objective truth! Not just throwing random stuff out there for money and buzz! In addition, false headlines can and do hurt the people they are about!"

 

"Now Charlotte," Morgans began, narrowing his eyes as they glinted dangerously. "Who's in charge of your paycheck, hm? And your room and board?"

 

"You are," she grumbled slightly in discontent.

 

"So go ahead and take those pictures and write the articles I ask. Alternatively, I can always kick you off the ship and go with Jimmy," he threatened.

 

"He keeps forgetting to take the lense caps off his snail though. I don't know how that's possible, but at the very least my kamera can take them without blinking at the wrong moment," Charlotte complained.

 

"Do you want to stay on the ship or not?" He demanded.

 

"Alright, alright!" She scowled. "I get it. You're in charge. Doesn't mean I have to like the stuff you make though. Can I at least have my own column where I can give my own opinion? My subjective truth, if you don't want the objective one to be published?"

 

"Maybe!" Morgans smirked in victory, apparently glad at getting one up on Charlotte. "But you better make them juicy. If not, you never know what might get published next!"

 

Her stomach dropped, and she had a feeling that something bad was about to happen if that juicy bit wasn't followed to the letter. Specifically to her.

 


 

Charlotte de Loiseau à Vapeur sighted in Tottoland in the aftermath of Big Mom's defeat! Is she yet another unknown child of Charlotte Lin Lin? 

 

The headline was reread multiple times. Charlotte's eye spasmed violently, silently promising that Morgans was going to die a very slow and painful death.

 

Specifically of the icy variety, she thought, her kamera clutched in her hands and her Cryo Vision lighting up.

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