chopperpirate:

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Chopper’s eyes widened with shock as he noticed the incredibly poorly made elf costume. He knew that Mil-chan adored him, so he felt incredibly hesitant to tell her how awful it was, but at the same time, he was embarrassed to walk around town wearing such clothes. Sighing lightly as the hat was placed onto his head, Chopper forced a smile on.

“Oh, wow! Thanks a lot, Mil-chan! This is the best Christmas gift ever!” He shouted in a forced excited tone as he silently hoped she might catch his acting. Perhaps if she didn’t, he’d just swallow his shame and continue to walk regardless of his disgustingly made costume.

✿ - - the mage’s ears gave a slight twitch as she picked up on the hitch in chopper’s voice. oh, she knew her handiwork was horrendous, all right. millianna had never received any kind of sewing lesson when she was a child - being a child slave did, indeed, limit your horizons. and, as she aged, the girl had just never put in the effort to learn. 

“ myaa, isn’t it, though? ” the girl mewed, wincing slightly. “ it took me hours to make! ”