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pastel9girlbunny000die · 4 years ago

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The monster trio Destroying their s/o Nest !

{The idea of the trio destroying their omega's nest was really funny to begin with}

Warning: None, well there is slightly little bit if bad language

Monkey D.Luffy 🍖🍖🍖

🍖Luffy didn't know what happened

🍖One minute he was care freely running around than the next he tripped landing on a pile of clothes blankets and stuff animals .ect

🍖In all honesty he didn't think much of it, I mean it just clothes...

🍖But No!

🍖This dumb meat brain picks it up stuffing the items into whatever drawer or closet he could find, thinking he did a good "clean up" duty.

🍖And just runs off to continue playing with Usopp and Chopper.

🍖Later on when you return with Sanji from the local market that the Sunny is currently dock at.

🍖"Thanks for the help, (Y/n)." Sanji said as he and placed down the groceries in the kitchen.

🍖"No prop." You smiled leaving the cook to his work, the blond gleefully started cooking for dinner knowing he has a lot to do.

🍖With Luffy on the crew he won't just be feeding one person more like an army in fact.

🍖(Y/n) left as they walked back on deck feeling the warm air and relaxing atmosphere around them it was all quite but all good things must come to an end.

🍖"Hey, (Y/n) check out this beetle it's as big as my hand look look!" (Y/n) turned seeing their captain, (Y/n)'s alpha their bonded mate.

🍖Luffy happily ran to his omega wanting to show them the bug which they flinch at, (Y/n) despised insects just as much as Nami and Sanji does so naturally they back up a little away from their lovingly childish alpha

🍖"No thanks Luffy but I'm going to take a nap."

🍖"Yeah! Than I'll take one with you." Luffy jumped around excited to spend time with his s/o.

🍖Placing the bug down rush after his omega following them down to a specific room below deck.

🍖When (Y/n) open the door they seemed a little confused thinking they must have walked into the wrong room.

🍖No this is the right room

🍖What happened ? It's all gone!!!

🍖An omega's Nest usually a place where an omega can be comfortable, whether if they are in heat or just having a bad day.

🍖But where's (Y/n) nest?

🍖"Luffy where i-is my n-nest?" (Y/n) questioned pointing at the empty room infront of them tears building up into their eyes body trembling as they point to the "missing nest" looking over their shoulder at Luffy who seemed confused.

🍖The alpha could scent that their omega is in distress and anger.

🍖"Nest? Huh?... All that was in there was a blankets and pillows what nest?"

🍖"Luffy what happened to my nest?" At this point Luffy's s/o was in full blown tears sobbing and whimpering.

🍖"(Y/n) I don't know what you're saying? All I did was clean up you know being grown up like you said." Luffy laughed being clueless like always.

🍖"Luffy you idiot!" (Y/n) yelled slamming the door in Luffy's face.

🍖Don't worry he didn't stay clueless forever, Nami saw the he thing go down.

🍖Gave him a hell of a beating.

🍖Afterwards explains to him what he did wrong in the most simplest way possible to screw it through his thick head.

🍖(Y/n) with a tears stain face and a sad look quietly took out blankets and pillows where every they could find some scenting a few stuff animals, working on repairing thier nest little whimpers leaving thier lips everytime the fortress flops apart.

🍖Soft knocks traveled from the door catching (Y/n) attention.

🍖"hey~" Luffy's head peaks through a purr leaving his mouth as he tries to lighten the situation and calming his omega.

🍖"What?" (Y/n) says wanting to sound mean but it came off more of a sob.

🍖"Sorry. My omega." Luffy placed his strawhat onto (Y/n) head it was filled with his scent calming down the sad omega, the hat (Y/n) wore many times before Luffy wouldn't easily let others wear it, other than those who he trusts with all his heart.

🍖"I'll help you." Luffy sat down on his knees next to (Y/n) taking up a few pillows into his arrms

🍖"Thank, you Alpha." (Y/n) wrapped their arms around Luffy's neck taking in a long breath of his scent.

🍖"Can, can you also scent a few things, please."

🍖"Yeah!"😃

🍖"And I'll start with you!"😚

🍖"W-what?!"😳

Roronoa Zoro ⚔⚔⚔

⚔Yes Zoro knows what nesting is

⚔The only way he knew was when his s/o direactly came up to him and told him.

⚔He didn't mind he secretly thought it was cute, rare to see such a adorable omega, his omega crawled into their nest looking all comfy and happy.

⚔But over time he started missing clothes, he just shrugged it off, not really caring cause he knows you have been sneaking some of his stuff into your nest.

⚔Like every omega they want their alpha's scent near them for comfort emotional times or during heat.

⚔He couldn't care less

⚔but he'd still scent anything you ask, he would even do it when you don't ask.

⚔But there's one thing (Y/n) wanted more than any piece of Zoro's clothes in their nest

⚔Zoro's haramaki.

⚔It was hard for them too just go up and ask him for it, he'd say no cause he usually carrying his swords with it.

⚔So all they could do was steal it when the marimo was in the shower.

⚔It was successful!

⚔The green haired swordsman, Alpha didn't noticed it was missing till he tried placing his swords in thier place but instead dropped to the ground though to the missing Haramaki that was not around his hips.

⚔At first he thought he must have misplaced it.

⚔He even ended up looking in the laundry room but no luck.

⚔Until his omega that means the whole world to him came to his mind, you must have seen it right?

⚔At first you denied it, "No. I haven't? Last I saw it you were wearing it." (Y/n) try their best to keep Zoro's off their tail and laying to your alpha feels like your betraying them.

⚔Somehow he ended up looking in your nest, he felt bad about invading your privacy but he has to have his Haramaki back he just gotta.

⚔But it was also weird that (Y/n) stop asking for stuff to be scent or being scented themselves.

⚔Zoro dig through the tent like nest pulling out blankets and throwing pillows out.

⚔Found It! His precious Haramaki.

⚔"Why would (Y/n) lay?" Zoro mumble to himself putting the Piece of clothes back on.

⚔"No! Stop destroying my nest!" A voice yelled at the alpha from behind as he was tackled to the ground.

⚔"Why did you had to find it this soon, I was going to give it back later." (Y/n) pouted giving Zoro puppy eyes tugging at the material around his hips.

⚔"So you took it, you know it's not good lay to you alpha, little omega~" Zoro smirked in quick movement pinning his omega down beneath him sitting in between their legs.

⚔"Bad Boy/Girl~ but why my Haramaki?" Zoro purred sending shivers down your spine the omega in you turned on by your dominant alpha, just hovering over you.

⚔"I wanted something... you use everyday."

⚔"mmmh~"

⚔"Well I'm going to have to punish you, I skipped too many training and napping sessions looking for this."

⚔"Wait, alpha-" (Y/n) was shut up before they could finish as the alpha above took them right there and then...

⚔Next thing you took was his bandana😏

Sanji Vinsmoke 🚬🚬🚬

🚬Sanji loves your nest, his in there everytime when you allowed it made him feel so special. Because he is. He is your alpha mate duh. especially when you have your heat😏

🚬Butttttttt now his currently in a huge crisis.

🚬how did it happen... well...

🚬A while ago he finished making some delicious tropical drinks for the ladies and yours is made the best of the best.

🚬He made it exactly to your liking with every thought of you in mind, it made his alpha very pleasing to serve you.

🚬Despite what genders his omega is or how they met, he'd be on his hands and knees giving you all he has.

🚬He happily bouncing into the room where his omega's nest was built.

🚬"Look what daddy brought you my pup~" Sanji sang kneeling down to the nest opening the cover looking in the nest like tent.

🚬His smile dropped when his s/o was nowhere to be seen, thinking you must have left for the bathroom or something?

🚬"Oh well."

🚬Suddenly the ship rocked, a wave or one of Luffy's stupid doings.

🚬.... That was the least of his worries...

🚬The drink slipped from the tray spilling into (Y/n) nest!!!!

🚬😱!!!!!!!!!!!😱

🚬This was the end of him.

🚬That bring us to how he ended up in this situation to begin with.

🚬"No no no no no no !!!" Sanji panic pulling out the wet blankets and pillows with some of his shirts or pants.

🚬You just recently gave him free access at anytime to be in your nest, after this your not going to near your nest in his life time again

🚬He broke your trusts

🚬He shattered his nesting fantasies

🚬Its all down the drain

🚬is what he currently felt like while pulling all the wet stuff out.

🚬At some point the blanket he was pulling got stuck so he pulled harder bringing down the hole nest came crashing down.

🚬Now his fucked.

🚬Sinking to his weak knees as he tears drip from his eyes he got to an ugly sobbing, and his scent change to a gloomy disgusting scent one that he doubt you would want to be scented in.

🚬And worst of all fear of you declining a bond between the two of you.

🚬...

🚬(Y/n) opened the door immediately catching the sight of their alpha on the floor kneeling infront of the door his forehead though the floor boards.

🚬"Daddy, what happened?" You looked at your destroyed nest behind him and his scent made you hold you nose shutting it tightly for the first time, glance back down at the blonde, worried and confused.

🚬"Icameintogiveyoudrinkthanshipmovelostbalancedroppeddrinkonnesttridetockeanbutmadeitworstpleasedontleavemeilldoanything!!!!!!"

🚬"Huh?" (Y/n) titled their head to the side not getting anything he said, kneeling down on front of him, "Its okay, I can just fix the nest stop crying, is okay alpha." (Y/n) purred letting off a relaxing soft and sweet scent as he cooled him down his nerves stopped sky rocketing.

🚬Rubbing his back helped and your soft caring loving words lighten his atmosphere and his hopes.

🚬"Pup~"

🚬"Yes, daddy?~"

🚬"Sorry."

🚬"it's okay I'd never hate you for something that wasn't your fault, is fine your honest with me and tried to make it all better."

🚬"My pup~" Sanji yelled his mood completely turned squeezing the daylights out of his s/o

🚬"But you not allow in my nest for the next 2 weeks."

🚬*Sanji Instantly cried again*😭😭😭

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eternal-bruh · 7 years ago

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Why being caught in a Casual Loop is best to be avoided: I

Chapter 1

"Land ho!"

The captain's head snaps up immediately from the process of devouring his new acquisition – a piece of meat fresh from Sanji's frying pan. He has only been so lucky to snatch it because Nami was distracting the cook with enough of her feminine charms. It enabled Luffy to be able to sneak inside and steal one, lovely and succulent, though still partially raw piece of meat. Still, he has his doubts on whether Sanji has let him off the hook this time around or the blond was really that distracted by the sight of Nami in a semitransparent top. Either way, he has been content with munching on it with the usual fervor in the face of such an early meal until Zoro's shout caused an outbreak of adrenaline and thirst for adventure to surge through his veins.

"What island is that, Nami?" Chopper’s head pokes curiously from the doorway of the infirmary.

Luffy's eyes trail over to the orange haired woman and find her leaning against the railing with an unusually confused frown on her face.

"While it does appear on the map I stole the other day," the navigator begins slowly, eyes never leaving the growing mass of land splayed in front of her, "it doesn't really have a name. So I thought it might not be here at all, just a paper island or something.” She trails off uncertainly.

"What’s that?" Luffy pipes up from his place on the swing. “An island made of paper?”

Nami points a manicured finger down at the large canopy spread over three barrels. "On big scale maps such as this one the cartographers invent them to avoid others making a copy off of it and getting away with it." She pinches the bridge of her nose at the lost expression on her captain's face. "It's like a signature."

"Oh, so that's what it was! So let's go to the signature island then!" The pirate captain jumps off the wooden seat and throws his arms in the air in his usual ready-for-trouble style.

"You sure it doesn't have a name?" Zoro asks from up above as he leisurely makes his way toward the grassy deck, leaving to Usopp the supervision of their last few miles until they get near enough to the shore.

Nami feels the beginning of an eye twitch, but she struggles to answer as calmly as possible. "Yes. Very."

"Then we'll find it out when we arrive." The swordsman sighs tiredly and drops down near the railing for a quick nap.

"I suppose research is in order?"

The navigator jumps slightly at the voice coming from the bodiless mouth somehow attached to her shoulder, but smiles nonetheless.

"I guess so."

She can imagine the rare, excited grin on the other woman's face.

"It's kinda’,” a pregnant pause, ”deserted, you know?" Usopp glances at the desolate street with desperation and dread building up inside his chest.

He can already feel his invented sickness acting up, not to mention the overwhelming feeling of pressure pushing down on his shoulders. It’s like he is suddenly carrying a thousand invisible kilos just by smelling the slightly musty air that has a tang of copper. It spells nothing but dead bodies on their hands, he’s sure. The dust scratches his face rather painfully and he is sure that two more steps will send enough vibrations through the earth to bring down one of the many shabby wooden houses lining the street on both sides.

"There sure isn't anyone around." Robin also remarks, looking contrastingly unconcerned and at ease. She slides one finger over a decaying advertisement board that groans under the soft pressure of her touch. "We should find a bar."

"This is like the classical horror story, guys!" The sniper whispers fearfully, trying in vain to attract his friends' attention, but only succeeding in scaring Chopper and Brook. “And I don’t think a bar will hold anything else other than dead bodies…”

"Are you sure it was fine leaving the Sunny all alone, bro?" Franky shouts from the back of the group, his posture predictably tense in light of the constant worry of leaving his beloved ship all alone in that desolate port. These heinous thoughts circle through his head without respite and Franky hates it.

"Yep!" Luffy grins widely, stepping over the carcass of a dead animal a little too nonchalantly for the crew's overstressed sniper. "Don't worry! Sunny will be fine! We should have fun, too-"

"How? When there's no bar anywhere in this crap city." Zoro grumbles, his face a few shades darker because of the aforementioned fact. “We better find some dead people at least-“

Sanji snorts in contempt. "Serves you right. And don’t go around throwing words like that or we’re going to have to deal with Usopp’s mumbles all the way through."

"I believe we should be able to find one, Zoro-san." Brook breaks in before anyone else can express their disappointment at the dilapidated state of their new discovery or the very real possibility that a mountain of corpses is waiting for them. Or, hell, even start a fight.

A bony finger points down the street.

Nami squints to make out exactly what their musician is showing them.

"That's-" Her eyes wide and already livelier than a moment before, she double checks the rectangle hanging on the wall of a house, swinging in the passing breeze with a furious series of crick-cracks.

"Finally!" The green haired swordsman almost throws his hands up in the air as he resolutely marches down the street.

Luffy and Usopp jog to catch up with him with the others closely following behind.

"This doesn't look like much." Usopp whispers as he hears the door creak closed behind them.

When his eyes finally adjust, he takes in the overly shadowy room that exudes a foul odor of alcohol that no doubt permeates everything from the equally shabby interior and its filthy looking occupants seated around a few low tables. The wooden bar is cracked and torn in a few places and the bottles aligned behind on bended shelves are half buried under a mound of dust and trash. The liquids inside don’t look all that inviting either.

"Hey, Zoro." Luffy's voice seems too loud in the ultra silence and it’s almost eerie under the distrustful gazes of the few patrons. "Is this a bar?" His voice gets higher by the end, as if intimidated of the glares thrown his way.

Zoro grunts something unintelligible and plops down in a seat at the bar, already in the middle of ordering something. It seems that their swordsman doesn’t mind the unusual establishment that exceeded even the pirate bars they usually frequent. The door swings open again to reveal the way more inviting outside and closes just as quietly and solemnly as during their entrance.

"What... is this?" Nami's eyes are unfocused as they move frantically, raking in the room at large while her nose slightly scrunches up reflexively in distaste.

"I think this is a good place to find some answers." Robin nods resolutely, more to herself.

A couple of patrons shift in their seats in a familiar way that reminds her of the warning currents before a fight for territory would ensue. She has seen it all so many times before, it feels almost ordinary in this unordinary piece of land they just stumbled upon.

"... Here?" Chopper's voice is as broken as Usopp's heart.

"I doubt it, Robin." Nami begins quickly with determination, already alarmed by the multitude of glares and suspicious stares pointed in their direction full of something bad and something worse that it gives her goose bumps just standing in their wake. "We should-"

"You oughta' listen to her!"

Suddenly and without preamble as it usually happens in such circumstances and places of gathering, someone – or God forbid something – erupts from a table next to a roughly boarded up window that still has a few traces of glass shards hanging limply from its termite eaten frame. The voice is atypically high and light for someone who'd usually be found in this kind of place and certainly misplaced the age the younglings considered the figure to have.

Luffy looks at his battle-ready companions with amusement and ignores his mounting uncertainty. They are sometimes such scared cats!

"You got some information for us then, old man?" The pirate captain lets his easygoing grin take the lead and proceeds to walk towards the table despite the many gestures from his friends to not do that. He can deal with whatever will arise and besides – they were only a few feet away from him!

The man at the table grins widely. It is the only thing not shadowed by the mainstream black hood draped over his head. His overall appearance shifts to something slightly more savage, though, as he stands there hunched over a table full of glasses and tall towers of food leftovers.

"Sure I have.” His tone is more than delighted. “I heard you kids want to go on a grand adventure!"

Against Nami's rapidly growing feeling of fear, Luffy simply beams and almost jumps on the table in his hurry to make the man spill the beans. Anyone who offers an adventure is less of a villain in his books.

"Hell, yeah!” The sparkle in Luffy’s eyes brings a foreboding sense of alarm even to the most clueless crewmate. “What's it about?"

"You know what guys? I don't think we should..." Usopp trails off as his eyes dart between the duo at the corner table and Zoro. The swordsman is now approaching them with feline grace that undermines a dangerous aura that usually serves to make people forcibly back down.

Hooded Man simply doesn’t seem to get the message. “Oh, I’ve got a special one just for y-ou!”

“Alright now, this is getting super creepy-“

“And this is not even that time of the year yet.” Franky says over Usopp’s garbled sentence.

“What can you even offer in this shit-filled hole of a place?” Zoro growls with eyes too lucid for someone who has probably drunk two bottles of stale liquor in quick succession just under a minute ago.

"Eh, no time! What'd ya' say captain? Ready to bring it up a notch?!"

Sanji's hands move to get Robin and Nami out of the way first, but he is a few seconds too slow. Their clueless captain shouts ‘Yes’ way before the man has fully finished what he has to say and he curses that son of a bitch for being in so much damn hurry and never taking the time to listen to sense first. Danger always rides with them because of this and the cook realizes with a horrifying chill that the rest of them are slowly taking after Luffy in this aspect.

They are nine, though. So an old man shouldn’t be such a big deal. Zoro is nearest and he can easily deal with him. It isn’t like the stupid moss head hasn’t dealt with things like this before. Shady, obscure drunks like this old man that take a sudden and sick interest in their captain are few and far between, but always offering adventures of all kinds that Luffy never has to know about.

But the rest of them have been informed about it in some instances, when one of them has really overstepped it and Zoro’s temper had reached a boiling point Sunny’s boiler would be jealous of. Sanji knows the guy keeps locked and buried the kind of unhealthy rage that comes with primal instincts, but he is certain that Zoro has to struggle to keep it at bay sometimes. So he is glad that after weeks on end of drifting and navigating the ocean, these poor saps come unabashed to address them because this is one effective way to let him explode and their world – the opinion of those who really matter like Nami and Chopper and Luffy – will remain perfectly intact. Because what is the world without a couple of suicidal scumbags that dare bring up the Paramount War or a City of Gold when Sanji knows there is one where they are heading to anyway. They just have to wait a damn bit more for their captain to be ready for Raftel, that’s all.

“This is getting old.” Sanji mutters when he feels the lit cigarette slip from between his lips.

Zoro’s form minus his odd hair is obscured now by a strange beam of light that comes from something the man is holding and he realizes with mind numbing certainty that Luffy is nowhere now. He tightens his grip on Nami and Robin and feels both respond in turn and he only has time to hope that the cigarette will light this shack on fire before he finds that they are shrouded in a sea of black with only the vivid, stark, white image of that obnoxious and – dare he say, manic – grin behind his possibly closed eyelids. After that everything fades away from him.

Usopp jumps up almost as soon as he gets some feeling back in his brain and limbs. His head moves left and right rapidly, eyes trying to focus on his surroundings, but mostly coming up foggy. The sniper stops when the first signs of vertigo and the pulsing of a headache have become simply impossible to ignore anymore and simply lays sprawled on the grass, trying to clear his mind. They’ve been in some possible Hell, a bare nothingness that had him suffocating way before he actually registered that he couldn’t see and feel anything. Way before he had even set foot into it. Around the time he had been complaining which was most of the time. But it was mostly because he felt like that island was going to drain him of every speck of life he had and his instincts never ceased screaming to duck, run and kill.

The grass tickles his ears and he opens his eyes to a clear blue that scars his retinas before his crumpled brain figures it out.

"Grass?!" The long nosed pirate shrieks, definitely not giving a damn about his health this time around as he jumps upright and takes a few cautious steps backwards.

Sharp eyes finally find more than a sea of green color around him. And he knows that he is definitely in a forest. A damn big forest with all kinds of plant life that could have easily fooled him into believing that he is back on the Boin Archipelago. But he has enough mind left to analyze the cold, hard facts. For one, the smell and sounds of the jungle are slightly different than he is used to, not to mention that he would have been wild animal food by now had he laid down there for more than two hours in that unmerciful jungle. So it is entirely possible that this isn't that kind of raw wilderness. Or he is simply somewhere the animals would stay clear of.

"Something. Or someone. Like a settlement?" The whisper carries on with the breeze and Usopp has to put a mental stop to the thought before he starts analyzing the other possibility – the dark, bloody lair of an equally horrifying monster.

But at another look, it isn't and he is simply surrounded by trees. Swaying trees with large crowns and a minimal amount of birds flying in and out of them. He can barely hear their song, as if the whole forest is holding its breath.

"So..." The slight echo gives him the creeps, but he has to continue pretending to be sane somehow so he continues. "This smell-"

It is definitely different, but at the same time familiar, like he's smelt it for such a long time. Usopp pauses as his mind finally processes the thought and draws to the shameful conclusion that the mystery smell – damn this sounds so Luffy-like, even inside his head – is, in fact, salt. More specifically – sea salt. And yes, he's been smelling the damn thing for quite a long time now in his otherwise relatively short pirating career.

"Damn! I've been so focused on the Boin Archipelago that I forgot to pay attention to the smell!" Usopp slaps his forehead in defeat and wills his leaden feet to move towards the source of the breeze. He now knows why the smell is different from the Boin jungle, too. Due to the dense vegetation and him training as near the centre of the island as he possibly could and not fall into the mouth of the carnivorous plant that made up the body of the island itself, this kind of smell barely passed through so his mind did not associate it with the carnivorous island to begin with.

"Where could the others be, though?"

The words barely escape his mouth before he finds himself stepping through the thick line of trees and into a completely different place. It is like one of those vast plains he sometimes reads about in one of the books he likes to sneak from the library. But he can still spot the ocean above the tall blades of green and small bushes scattered all over. Three vertical stripes of grey cut through the darker hue of blue and he knows he has hit the jackpot. If there is a village, then it means that there is food, which in turn meant that meat is definitely part of the menu. And where meat is, his captain is three times over – with his stomach, mind and appetite.

Nami knew that they are in big trouble the moment she first climbed over that messily built fence these people like to call protection. The houses – oh, don’t get her started. No matter how unkempt they could get or how messy the villagers could ever be, they are built with stone and straws. There are no definite windows besides small cuts with colorful glass attached when the molten earth had still been liquefied and nothing else attested that living in one of these is at the very least comfortable. But the real problem – and she has kept the complaints to a minimum until now! – is that they are as equally strangely shaped too. As if they have melted off in some bizarre heat.

Two steps in and she was already the definite outsider with her choice of clothing and the villagers weren't making it any easier with all their staring.

Not being one to be self-conscious in such situations, Nami had squared her shoulders and decided to let them be. She had more important things to take care of, like finding some clues about their location and possibly a restaurant.

Nami inwardly hopes these tribals or whatever they are supposed to be, have one at least and not for the first time thinks that Robin will certainly be delighted to have found such a secluded and untouched culture – whatever this culture with a funny style of building houses is.

The navigator grits her teeth as she tries to keep her shaking knees steady, hoping that the wave of whatever is assaulting her will pass already. It is bad already that she is the bad man here, she doesn’t need to let herself look weak. That will give them the opening they need and an advantage and Nami knows from hard earned experience that to survive in the world of pirates there is no place for those weak and quaking with fear.

Her honey gaze wanders over to the side and she tries not to stare at the minimally dressed women who seem to be keen on wearing a straw skirt and a mixture of leaves and leather bound together over their breasts. Thankfully, the males are infinitely more dressed and tattooed, something that makes Nami wearier over her seemingly leisure walk. Most aren't regarding her in a friendly manner, but at least they aren't outright attacking her. Glares she can deal with. At least she is somehow blending in with only her bra as a top, but curses her hesitation for putting on a skirt that morning instead of her jeans. Then her problems would have been half cut.

Most importantly now, she has to find the place from where that infernal rhythm of a melody is coming from. She doesn’t think that these people were artistic – just look at those houses! – but the song sounds too broken and off-key to even be considered an attempt. So this means that they didn't have guitars here.

Smiling to herself, Nami follows the trail of random sounds to its core. She finds it in the form of her crewmate laying on the ground unmoving while the villagers gathered around his body prod gleefully at the strange instrument with wonder worthy of little kids. Her feet stop as soon as the points of her flats touch Brook’s side and she stares in confusion for a minute before she realizes that, yes, as much alive as he seemed to her now, Brook is still a skeleton. So surely walking around in a primordial village where death is the final door will no doubt land him in more trouble than it was worth. Nodding at the good conduit, the navigator steps forward. She is planning to at least save her friend's possessions from the overly curious people.

"He's with me, don't worry!" Her words are meant to be reassuring but all she gets in return are suspicious and guarded glares.

At least they let go of Brook's guitar.

Nami lifts her hands up in a gesture of peace, the smile slowly sliding off her face as helplessness makes its way through. Her gaze drops to her Clima-Tact, reassuringly strapped to her thigh, before lifting up toward a group of approaching men. They brandish their long spears in a pointedly warning manner at her and Nami feels sweat gather on her forehead. She doesn't have the time or inspiration to plan an escape route, but she is pretty sure there won't be one. These locals don't seem to mind making the women or children fight.

Her brow furrows when the one standing at the front of the group starts shouting at her in gibberish. She has never heard this kind of language before. It sounds broken, though somehow still melodic. Maybe it is a dialect? A dialect of what, exactly?

The man starts gesturing wildly and the orange haired woman gulps when the group starts advancing from all sides. Well, that was it for playing it safely, she concludes and draws her weapon, preparing to pump the heat and cool balls into the atmosphere.

"May I be of service, Nami-san?"

The navigator's eyes grow wide at the sight of the musician, keeping a tight clutch on four struggling tribals. Disembodied arms suddenly burst from the ground like flowers of hope and entrap the other five. Nami grins when her surroundings gradually descend into an incomprehensible madness, but she is too busy searching for Robin to mind it much.

"I'm here." The black haired woman steps away from her hiding spot behind a half fallen house. Her face is tight and Nami takes it as a sure sign that this situation is not at all resolved even if they’ve somehow managed to overpower the gibbering creeps.

"Robin!" Either way, she is relieved to see her friends. "Did you find the others?"

The archaeologist nods gravely. "I have. Come with me. You are the last ones to arrive." One corner of her mouth lifts as she watches Brook's struggles to recuperate his guitar from the tribe’s people.

"Where are we, Robin?" Nami fearfully whispers, already too afraid of the answer to bother helping their bony crewmate.

"If my assumptions are correct then in another place and time altogether. Our dear sniper almost had a mental breakdown because of this. So I suggest we return to the meeting point before any explanation is to commence." Robin smiles without any warmth or reassurance, more of a reflex really, and waves a hand in Brook's direction, gesturing him to follow them. She finally grimaces.

"It will be a little hard to digest."

Nami’s stomach plummets.

"So I suppose they were only trying to bring Nami-san here?" Brook asks as he seats himself down on the carpet covered ground of the small hut they have found the rest of their friends stuck into. More like stashed, really.

He is not at all surprised to see Luffy munching on a piece of half cooked meat, but their navigator made sure to scold the raven haired pirate for even trying to act in character in such a precarious situation. Though the musician assumes it is her way of dealing with everything she has seen until now. He is surely still digesting it, but is ironically, tremendously curios at the same time to hear all about it.

And, dare he say it even inside his empty skull with Nami still in the room? All but ready for whatever adventure that shady man back at the bar has promised them.

"We can very well be on the same island, but another part of it." Sanji offers, inhaling greedily from a cigarette. He looks worse for the wear with twigs and grass in his hair and dirt all over his suit. "Maybe we have encountered the wrong culture..."

"Yes, the culture where your ass will be beaten by the same women you so gleefully ogle." Zoro cackles haughtily, clearly enjoying every minute of the cook's misery. "I must say, I kinda' like them."

"You damned algae brain shouldn't-"

"Would you shut it up already?!" Nami glares at the bickering duo even though they’ve barely said a third of their usual snark before intervention should be required. Her arms tighten around her quivering form and she looks in desperate need of a calming cup of tea.

Usopp places a reassuring hand on her shoulder, not looking any better, but certainly able to handle the situation. Now. It didn’t help that he has been the second one to arrive after Robin. Thankfully, the woman was able to convince the village leader that they were not in any way a threat to them. He still doesn't know how she managed that when they spoke a completely different language.

"Maybe it's a dialect?" Chopper tries to take the smoother road.

"C'mon buddy, you understand any of it?" Usopp finds himself asking, throwing a curious glance at the reindeer. To his discouragement, his friend only looks down and shakes his head. The rest of their friends don’t bother to launch any helpful comments to that.

"Then it's not animal." The sniper sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. He looks over to Robin, her expression shuttered and realizes that their archaeologist knows more than she lets on. "You understand any of it, Robin?" He repeats his question a second time.

Robin startles from her thoughts and observes the tightly packed group with the sort of allusive silence that signals bad news. The sad smile she allows to melt her earlier frown is the cross on their dug grave.

"No, but you are right, Usopp. It is a dialect."

The sniper blinks in surprise at the information.

"You are never going to believe where we are."

"How are you so sure we are where you think we are?" Usopp immediately counters, feeling a new sickness assault him.

"I don't doubt miss historian, but..." Franky trails off, not sure what to present in hopes of bringing their spirits up.

"So where're we?" Luffy quips from behind the many clay plates stacked in front of him. Usopp eyes him with mounting jealousy. "Future or another planet?"

"This is not funny, Luffy!" Chopper exclaims, horrified as his captain should be.

"Past actually." Robin's answer makes Nami groan and Usopp is already in the midst of developing the possible symptoms his new sickness is capable of.

"Oh." Luffy almost looks disappointed. "How far then?"

"You don't look half remorseful for getting us in this shit, you selfish asshole!" Sanji explodes, his hands clenching and unclenching in the act of strangling air.

"Go cry about it somewhere else, swirly." Zoro grumbles, moving away from the blond pointedly.

Sanji clicks his tongue and leans back on the hard wall, arms crossed over his chest in silent mutiny.

"Isn't it bad, though?" Franky interrupts before Robin can answer. "I mean, we could be changing something!"

"That's the last of our problems." The archaeologist answers easily. "When I arrived here, I didn't know what to make of this either. This... language." She explains patiently. "But after walking around for a bit, I did find a single stone embed with very familiar characters. And then I started to realize. That this is really the place. That man..." Robin trails off, her narrowed eyes flashing with frustration. "I don't know what he wants from us."

A small, brown notebook is lifted into the tense, stale air and everyone understands what characters she is referring to.

"You're saying that these people speak the ancient language." Brook concludes, suddenly breathless even though he doesn't have any lungs. His shoulders hunch along with the rest of his friends' as the true weight of the situation finally descends upon them.

"Yes, but even though I can read it – the language they speak doesn’t make any sense to me either. Only after I found the tablet and started paying attention, but it's hard. Making sense of it…" Robin nibbles at her lower lip with worry.

"So that's why you think it's a dialect!" Usopp's eyes widen at the realization.

The historian nods. "I believe so. This village is small and it does look remote enough, so I did not concern myself with understanding everything. I assume that the language written on the Poneglyphs is the grammatical one."

"So how did you make the village leader understand you, then?" Nami inquires, doubtful and still fearing for their future, as strange as it sounds.

"I used the written language. He knows how to read and then I found out that he knew some of our words as well so we managed to understand each other all right." Robin inclines her head from left to right. "I hope."

Chopper and Franky deflate at the last part.

"What are we going to do?" Usopp is the one to pose the question after another prolonged silence. "The others sure don't look like they understand us. This communication barrier is just too tough!"

"Stay here and figure out a way to go back!" Nami cries out in a no-nonsense tone to the sniper's question. "If even one guy knows some words then we'll have to make it work and go back!"

"Of course not!" Luffy bursts back, suddenly indignant. He stands up, causing the plates gathered at his feet to clatter. "We're going on the adventure that old man was talking about!"

“We don’t even know what that fucking creep wanted in the first place!” Sanji raises his voice accordingly.

"And where are we even going?” Franky asks breezily. "We don't know how the world is right now and we don't even have the Sunny with us!" The cyborg sniffs, the corners of his eyes already wet. His worry for the ship has been exchanged with outright panic at the thought of Sunny being left in that miserable port all alone on that island full of degenerates.

"Exactly!" Nami nods resolutely. "I don't know what the deal is with these people, but we should use every moment we have to try and figure out a way back-"

"Hell, no! We're leaving this place." Zoro interrupts and frowns when his declaration is met with glares from the unwilling ones. "We're never going to be able to find anything worthwhile in this dump!"

Luffy grins through his freshly started meal. A disturbing image indeed. "That's right! We gotta take a tour around-"

"With what?" Usopp insists, though a plan is already forming inside his mind by the time Luffy finishes chewing and stops long enough to start pouting. He makes a mental note to watch out for a new wave of nonsensical violence that will inevitably result in the near future judging by Zoro’s thunderous expression. Maybe make sure that this time Chopper won’t be almost able to find out about it. They don’t need that kind of scare again.

"I will ask the village leader." Robin ends their argument swiftly. "Now there's only the problem of finding a way out of this place."

"I'm afraid you will not be able to leave for the capital without a proper boat. No boat, no leave."

Robin nods at the scratched message and short words as she scribbles down something in return.

"Where can we have one?"

The old man shakes his head, making the many trinkets he is wearing jingle along with the movement. Nami eyes the tattooed, feather-covered man in apprehension and wonders silently if this man can really understand what they are saying. And if so, why he would help strange people such as them. Even by normal standards, the Strawhat pirates are out of the grid of weirdness.

"Must come from capital.”

The navigator appreciates that he is at least trying.

Robin purses her lips at the words. "When?"

The village leader takes a while to answer, choosing to consult with a few younger men standing respectfully behind him. When he finally starts scribbling, Robin tries hard to contain her anxious shifting from foot to foot and not allow her impatience show through.

"We hope that next week at the latest."

The archaeologist squints at the last word, but she nods again nevertheless.

"He says that we'll have to wait a week for a boat from ‘the capital’ to come pick us up." She announces, mildly annoyed herself at the unfavorable news. Just when they have all decided to go along with Luffy's plan and take a look at this world, this happens. And now they are stuck here waiting and hoping.

"Can't they give us a boat?" Usopp tries to reason with the older man, but the only thing he gets is a sharp shake of the head and a warning glare from the other. The sniper sighs.

"Or maybe a map or something." Nami also urges her friend to ask more.

Knowing it was better they are aware of this, Robin writes eagerly on a fresh page of her notebook.

"Can we have a boat from you?"

The villager leader's eyebrows shoot up in obvious surprise.

"We have only small ones. Do you know where to go if we give you one?"

"They only have small ones." Robin translates absently, ignoring the unintelligible question that follows in favor of penning in the next item on their list.

"Map?"

"None."

"Well?" Sanji prods, already anticipating the answer.

"They cannot give us a boat and without it I doubt that we would not sink even with Nami's amazing skills. Much less find the capital of this place." The archaeologist sighs and thanks the old man verbally.

"You stay. For now."

Robin smiles. "Thank you."

"We should learn more about them then." Brook offers his input, startling the villagers gathered around.

Luffy snickers at their apprehensive faces.

"Sounds good. If the old man lets us stay, we'll stay!" The raven head grins widely in the leader’s direction and is hesitantly sent one in return.

The pirate captain takes it as a positive sign and is out of the door of the small hut in seconds.

"I guess someone needs to keep an eye on him." Usopp scratches the back of his head as he turns on his heels, already resigned to his fate as their captain's babysitter.

2 DAYS LATER

"Thank you for the clothing."

The old man smiles at the writing and shakes his head. He mumbles something in that language of his that Nami cannot make any sense of, but remains silent and reserved overall.

Ever since their arrival, the villagers have treated them better than what they expected of uncivilized – by their standards – people. They allowed them to explore the settlement and its surroundings and also offered them a deformed hut to sleep in. Which wasn't such an amazing experience with Zoro's constant snoring, Luffy's random limb flailing or Sanji's perverted dreams that were constantly expressed through barely incoherent mumbles during his sleep. And then there was the food. Sweet Lord, their meals were divided between two extremes, with Sanji stuck right in the middle and suffering from severe cooking deprivation. He was not allowed by the local cooks to touch anything in the rudimental kitchen they were preparing meals in for the whole village, but the blond had snuck up to watch and maybe steal some recipes. Bottom line was – the food was either too undercooked for anyone but Luffy’s taste, which seemed to be traditional in overcast and rainy days. Or it was on a whole new level of exotic goodness in sunny ones.

Nami wonders how a war hasn’t started between their captain and the other starving folks at meal time.

Also, now they have been given clothes – tribal clothes for tribe people, but a fresh change of clothes nonetheless. Which is a real God-sent mercy.

On her part, Nami has kept her flowery bra on and only exchanged her jeans for a traditional dress – as Robin has put it. The tribe women did not hesitate in braiding and adorning her hair with flowers. Robin has received the same treatment, but the older woman has chosen not to change out of her short jacket and long skirt.

"What should we do now?" Chopper asks from his spot on the grass. Next to the reindeer, Usopp and Luffy are lying on the ground, staring at the clouds passing by with a mixture of boredom and wistfulness. They both have straw coats over their normal clothes that are a little too thick for this warm weather.

"Oh my, only two days and you're already bored?" Robin gazes at the two with mounting amusement.

"This looks super on me!" Franky's shout causes a flock of birds to fly out of a nearby tree. The cyborg twists around to observe his new straw coat better.

"Indeed we are very fashionable!" Brook readily agrees, patting his feather-decorated hat. "Now we really are the straw hat pirates! Yohoho!"

Luffy snickers at the pun while Nami can't help but roll her eyes.

"Oi, Luffy! You took a look at the island already?" Zoro lays down in front of his captain's sprawling limbs, having a little difficulty with the mountain of straws on his back.

"Nope! We only got to the end of the forest." The rubber man answers easily, gaze still pinned to the sky.

The green haired man lifts an eyebrow. "And what did you find on the other side?"

"Nothing." Usopp groans, turning on his side to face the swordsman. "There is only a small plane bare of any trees before a forest starts up again. There are a few mountains in the distance, but that’s as far as I could make out. And then we found a river somewhere in there too, when we were coming back."

Nami frowns as she takes in the towering trees circling them. "Huh. That's unusual for an island."

"I'm starting to have my doubts that this is an island at all." Robin sighs despondently, even her usual confidence strangely low in the tone of her voice. Her fingers comb through her hair as she continues leafing through the small notebook propped on her knees.

"Then are we on the Red Line or what?" Zoro looks at her expectantly, but the archaeologist simply shrugges, her attention never straying away from her studies.

"Great! No map, no idea where we are and this might not be even an island!" Nami throws her hands up in the air, exasperated. "This just keeps getting better and better!"

"Don't worry, Nami-swan! I will find a way out of this creepy ass place." Sanji hastens to reassure her, even though the words sounded all but that even to his own ears.

A distinguishable set of strange sounds alert the pirates of new visitors. Robin glances up to see a mixed group of men and women, some of them with kids, watching them back carefully but not unkindly. They seem to be debating something amongst themselves before one with a snake tattoo steps away from the crowd.

"Would you like to know more about our language? Language... learn?"

Surprise courses through her, but she is not about to decline a free lesson on the ancient language of the Void Century. Especially since it is very much confirmed that they have ended up here and still have to survive first before even hoping to find a way to get back.

The archaeologist nods once in his direction before she turns to address her companions. Even though they must have made sense of the situation from the two broken, familiar words. "They wish to teach us their language."

Predictably, Luffy is the first one to jump at the suggestion, happy and glad to have finally found something to do. Usopp is equally as eager and Robin knows that the sniper has a certain affinity to learning languages that no one – much less Usopp – knows about. She found out about it the day after she had accidentally left her notebook with annotations on the ancient language on the galley’s table one night. She had come back for it the next morning to find Usopp already in the middle of figuring out how to build a simple sentence. Since then, she had encouraged him in this prospect, but he seemed to shy away every time. But now it is a golden opportunity to learn something very useful, dialect or not and she is definitely part of the willing group.

Seeing their overall positive attitude, the villagers approach the group devoid of any of the earlier suspicion and reservation. They divide themselves amongst them into small factions in order to start the language lessons, though Robin isn’t sure how everything is supposed to go.

Sanji takes one long look at the enthusiasm Chopper, Usopp, Luffy and Robin-chwan are exuding then glances away at the sound of Nami-swans's dejected sigh to marimo's jungle-worthy grunt and growls under his breath. He so isn’t in the mood. It would have been better to just be able to slouch off and not have to be in anyone’s company, but that is impossible now.

It will be a long week.

"Let's get suuupperrr!"

Beginning right about now.

Surprised squeals and shouts accompany Franky's declaration before the musical tunes of Brook's guitar overshadow them in volume.

"Robin."

At the sound of her name, the archaeologist looks up from her chat with a village woman. She spots the leader of the settlement as he somberly makes his way towards her. More out of reflex gained from years of experience, the black haired woman does a quick sweep of her surroundings locating each of her friends, but she sees only Zoro and Nami remained after they finished their meal.

The swordsman is taking one of his usual naps on a large pile of dried grass while the orange haired woman is using her drawing skills to entertain a group of little children. Both navigator and first mate have been able to catch up on the language pretty fast. Which is one big surprise in the green haired man's case. Usopp didn’t let her down this time either. The sniper is already able to converse in short sentences with the natives and it is clear that he likes to learn new words. The others aren't doing half bad, but they still have trouble keeping Luffy in place long enough to learn something else besides 'meat' and 'fun' – he actually wanted to know ‘adventure’, but even Robin had trouble describing the word to the villagers since it isn't one she sees often and the books that contain such details remain on the Sunny back in their time.

"Yes?"

The old man smilew, now accustomed to the strange bunch that haw literally stumbled on his village's doorstep just six days ago.

"A ship from the Capital's been spotted. The men called it over so you'll be able to leave. Ship, leave. Soon."

The archaeologist purses her lips but nods, returning his smile with a grateful one of her own. She still hasn’t managed to catch everything the man has said, but she got the main idea. "Understand. Will tell my friends. Thank you."

The leader inclines his head in acknowledgement and retraces his steps back through the village proper.

"Nami, we have to-"

"Yeah, we heard him. Or at least, tried to.” She pouts. “That guy speaks so damn fast!"

The ginger haired woman hums happily as she finishes her latest piece of art on the ground and stands up, dusting her reclaimed jeans. She grins widely and Robin's mind amusedly remembers the circus yesterday when Nami barely managed to save her pants from the clutches of the village women by talking and gesturing widely an array of cuss words and threats so typical of her. But she has been as happy as a five year old that had managed to do an errand on her own and Robin knows that and opts instead to jut a thumb over her shoulder in the direction the swordsman has supposedly been sleeping in, only now it is deserted.

"I see that Zoro's taking care of it. Ah," the navigator sighs as she catches up with her friend, "I'm dying to know more about this world. At least now."

There is the unspoken gratitude of late nights filled with homesick tears in a time the world isn’t been kind to them – but it is still home. Sunny is home and they’ve abandoned her there.

"Me too." The black haired woman agrees easily. She has been preparing herself for this, knows that they have to get out of here if only to catch a glimpse of an extinct point in time. Even so, her eyes narrow on the barely noticeable speck on the horizon. "I cannot help but think that being sent here is more than just for laughs."

Nami hugs herself, does not want to think about what that super creep wanted with them. She has kicked herself over it too many times already to feel anything but a pang of dull pain where the wound still aches. She steels herself anyway and lets her eyes narrow with renewed challenge.

"Yeah. I suppose so."

"Nami! Robin! Where are they?!" Luffy's shouts echoes over the shoreline and makes way for a consistent group composed of the rest of their crewmates to approach.

Nami watches her captain with amusement as he tries in vain to converse with a native. Though speaking with him is stretching it since Luffy can and will only say one word.

"Meat! Yeah, bring me some me-meat... please?" The rubber man scratches his head and pouts when the only answer the local is inclined to give him is a snort and a shake of the head with a few muttered words accompanying his departure that Luffy can't understand.

"Man! They don't know how to be friendly!"

"I think it's your fault, shithead. Asking them for meat non-stop does that kind of thing to people..." Sanji mumbles around his cigarette, wondering how he wasn't having adverse reactions at hearing that blasted word over and over again, thousands of times a week.

"Zoro said something about a ship. Where is it?" Chopper looks around anxiously, but can't spot anything resembling one. So he decides to climb onto Franky’s steady shoulders for a better look and lets out a delighted squeal when he finally sees their ticket out of here.

"It's still far away, but it will come." Robin assures Chopper, patting his head.

"Yohoho! Finally, we begin our adventure!" Brook strums a few notes on his guitar jovially.

"Yeah, can’t wait!” Usopp only half jokes, wringing his hands anxiously. “Thought this week was never going to end."

"I'm sure the capital will be super!" Franky can't contain his trademark yell in the reigning silence. He is sure that all his friends are as tense as he feels, but there is no reason to ponder over the unknown near-future too much. It isn’t their usual style and he finds himself surprised when not one, but most are talking plans and possibilities. This never happens aboard his precious Sunny and Franky feels the need to somehow put them back on track. Leaving this place will be all kinds of beneficial. This aggravating waiting is even starting to wear on Luffy. Their steadfast captain has been seen more than once circling the shores, trying to keep too much pent up energy and restlessness in check.

Franky lifts his sunglasses, scanning the horizon for the growing dot, daring it to take longer than needed to get here. Also, this doesn't mean he has to keep quiet while doing so. It is more fun rallying them up anyway.

"Let's hope that these people will be able to provide some answers."

Franky pauses at Zoro’s low growl. He feels Usopp tense next to him and the shipwright sighs inwardly at the quite feral look the swordsman sports in this moment, but he cannot blame him. This situation has taken its toll on all of them no matter Franky and Brook’s efforts. Franky only hopes he can keep Zoro in check.

The ship that is supposed to get them to the capital is by no means small, but it differs greatly from the usual vessels the pirates are used to seeing.

The wooden structure is built with a different technique than what is used in the future. It has with a massive hull and four masts and the shipwright made sure to point this out the first time its features were vaguely distinguishable. When it docked he made sure to inspect everything he could and finally decided, with a lot of grudging acknowledgment, that the ship meets his standards.

But all in all, it floated so Nami has nothing to complain about.

"We wish to go to Capital." Robin tries to hide the reflexive wince as she realizes that something is wrong with her sentence.

The man in front of her has, at least, the decency to overlook her mistake. He studies them one by one, from Robin’s smiling face before he moves to her companions. He assesses the strange vibes the whole crew is emanating, taking in their out of this world clothing and colorful appearances and shapes that surely are a curious enough sight this early in history. Of course, Robin agrees hands down that history has really taught them nothing. So she is glad when the man doesn’t seem to pursue the subject and just averts his eyes the minute his staring becomes uncomfortable.

"You are not from around here."

His deep voice aside, the archeologist wants to sigh in relief. This... this is a language she is familiar with and can understand better than the villagers’ dialect. So her assumptions are correct about the time and place they’ve landed in. Now they only have to play this right and maybe the reason for their sudden time travel and the other lingering mysteries will be cleared in due time. Going back to the matter at hand-

"No. We found us in a... strange place. I hope we will able to clear this in the capital."

The man's eyebrows furrow and Robin knows she has to press further. Even in this time and age, things can be easily bought with money.

"We have money."

Nami perks up at that and, rather reluctantly, extracts from her leather makeshift purse, a small bag of gold coins. They learned during their stay that this is the currency of this time and so the Strawhats have worked around the village everyday multiple jobs given to them by the chief to obtain this little amount of change. He is the only holder of this kind of money since the settlement itself doesn't use trade with money locally.

The sailor takes the pouch and counts the coins calmly before he seems to make up his mind. Robin blinks when ten coins are returned into her hand.

"This will do. Come aboard."

Nami does not hesitate to take hold of the remaining money with large eyes full of glistening tears while the rest of her friends fill onto the ship. Robin rubs her friend's back reassuringly before she feels the weight of someone’s gaze. She looks up, noting with surprise that it was the village leader.

She supposes that he has done a great deal for them in this short time so she knows that gratitude is in order.

"Thank you for everything!"

The old man nods stoically, but does not return her wave.

"Make sure your efforts are not wasted this time around either. Good luck."

Robin frowns at his words, but she does not have time to press the matter further because Nami is already pulling her by the hand and onto the departing vessel.

Robin’s lips are taut when her captain finds her standing by herself at the railing.

"What's up Robin?" Luffy asks curiously, seeing the troubled face. Usually the woman reserves that expression when something truly strange and logic-defying happens and she isn’t the one doing it.

The archaeologist shakes her head, a thousand questions passing through her mind but not having enough answers to produce one for her captain.

"It's nothing."

Luffy raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t prod his friend any further. He watches the vast horizon stretch with a growing feeling of anticipation that matches his giddy smile in the face of this next grand adventure. Details such as how they got here and why, he decides, won't bother him anymore because Luffy now opts to concentrate on getting to know this world a little bit better. And when whatever is designated to happen will happen, he won't let it get in his way. That's what he promises the waves lapping against the hull as he watched the orange sun shrink leisurely beneath the waves, swallowed by the fiery waters of the ocean.

Whichever ocean this is.

Chapter 2

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