The skilled chef was beginning preparations for a mid-day snack for the crew. At the recent island they'd stopped by, Sanji was able to-

-procure a rare type of onion that only grew in the climate of said island. It would have to cooked and skinned properly to bring out all-

-the savory, intricate flavors locked within it, but it would make a fine flavor addition to the main course, a light stew with the focus-

-surrounding the meat that Luffy had no issue finding, and bringing back to the ship for him to cook. As he was cutting the onions, he-

-remembered he'd left his pack of cigarettes outside, on the main deck of the Thousand Sunny. He placed his knife down and, using his-

-better judgement, quickly left the kitchen to retrieve the cigarettes. But as it seemed, the weather had cleared and left a beautiful-

-azure sky without a cloud to be seen, with the tropical sun bearing down for allto bask in its glow. His eyes flashed when he realized-

-@SanigouBurglar had returned from her den of solitude drawing maps, and was lying in a chair on the grassy main deck. "NAAAMI-SWANN~!"

Truly, she must be the most beautiful woman in the WORLD~!

....Usopp, I'm borrowing your binoculars!

“@RuthlessSandman: "Female...Buggy..? Am I seeing shit?"” ....I feel compelled yet disgusted at the same time.

Luffy's told me about some shitty clown he and Nami-san had to fight... But I don't think I've ever met him.

Bad dream about okamas.... *shudder*

I would choose death over hurting a woman.

Ore wa ladies man!