He’s dizzy, and a little sick. His chair and the deck moving, but not in sequence… too hot … W-what?
“Did you actually manage to eat too much?” Nami’s holding one of her captain’s lip wrists up, letting it go to flop at his side as he’s practically melted into the chair around Sanji’s galley table.
“Guys!” Usopp can’t keep himself from laughing. Bent forward, with both muscular arms around his belly. “You… hahaha! Y-you gatta listen to this!” Stepping into the room, the ship’s tiny doctor at his heels. “Just listen. Go ahead, Chopper.” Still clutching his gut as the sniper’s made a real effort to get quiet.
“The Red Rut Mushroom.” Holding up a book with a big picture of a spotty red fungus that looked just like what everyone had been eating. Sanji’s skill in exotic mushrooms second to none. “Found on certain islands in the New World, travelers should be cautious. Most tables, you will find this tasty disk so vibrant and bright of color. Yet one to every ten-thousand who try it, succumb to its effects…” Chopper’s turned the page, then again… Another…
“Yes, its effects?” Franky’s holding one massive hand expectantly to one ear.
“It doesn’t list them.” The little reindeer’s wrinkled his blue nose. “There’s nothing here..” Sorely offended at the expensive medical volume. So excited to find the title and picture, he’d not bothered to read through the entire block of print.
“Food poisoning! Luffy? Can you believe it?!” Usopp’s eyes are watering, long nose squashed against the deck, beating a fist on Sunny’s floorboards.
“It is quite ironic.” Robin’s soft olive-skinned hand pats softly on her captain’s cheek. Atatched to an arm blossomed from the back of his chair. Luffy only mumbles, rolling his head to the opposite side, but otherwise he’s limp as noodles. “…and remarkable. To be immune to nearly all poisons, man-made or in nature. We’ve seen he can eat… anything in the world.” There’s a general consensus of this truth. Solemn nod from Sanji. “To have this one mushroom, which effects only a single person in ten-thousand.” She’s on her feet. “Let’s keep looking, Chopper.” Sweet smile on her face, violet eyes clear with determination for the challenge. “I’m sure we’ll find something.”
“A-aye!”
They’ve gone away, down into the library where Chopper kept what medical volumes simply wouldn’t fit into his one-bed infirmary. Franky had remodeled the space twice already, to add additional shelf space, and an extra filing cabinet for Zoro’s ever growing lists of injuries.
Speaking of Zoro… “I thought food poisoning took a while, and then made you throw up a lot. So how come he’s just… flaccid.”
A hand over his mouth. Usopp can’t get up off the floor for laughing. “Ha hahaha ha!”
“Don’t say shitty things like that in front of Nami-san, you directionless barbarian!”
“You know, Yohohoho-ho~ I do believe Luffy-san is regaining some muscle control. Luffy-san~ Sencho Luffy-san~ Are you awake?”
“He doesn’t look very awake.” Trafalgar Law is still eating. Enjoying the taste of the spongy, sweet mushroom sautéed alongside deep sea scallops and dark herbs. Glad to see no large amount of bread on the table.
Luffy managing to sit up, however… he definitely isn’t awake. Dark brown eyes rolling, blinking stupidly. Mouth dropped a little open. A minute later he’s in danger of wobbling off his own chair, before shaking his shaggy head like a dog. Hands up on his face.
