As you guys enter, you see a bunch of gold dust raining down on the ship!
Bisca: Wait. Gold dust?!
Nami: GOLD DUST?!
Cana: Uh, Nami has stopped working again.
Nami grabs a giant container and tries to store all of the gold dust!
Medaka: That's just Nami being her usual self. Let's just let her enjoy herself before we land.
(Y/N): Hey Nami! Make sure to store it in the vault!
Nami: Of course!!
She continues to try and catch all of the gold dust.
All the while, the Sunny docks.
???: So, you all finally made it.
A car comes by, which is being carried by little turtles.
Natsu: TURTLES!! IT'S BEING PULLED BY LITTLE TURTLES!!
Ren and Ran: HOW CUTE!!!
Kinue: Aww! So adorable!
A beautiful young woman comes out of the car.
Baccarat (The concierge of Gran Tesoro! She is one of Tesoro's Elite!)
Luffy: HOW ARE YOU USING TURTLES TO MOVE A CAR?!
Baccarat: Impressed? It's a turtle car. My name is Baccarat, I'm the Concierge here at Gran Tesoro. And I have come to welcome our newest VIPs!
Jack: Really?! How?
Baccarat: Well you are one of the world's most famous pirate crews. So your reputation holds you up this high.
(Y/N): Makes se-
Nami: SO WHEN DO WE GET TO MAKE SOME MONEY?!
Gray: Ugh. She's been acting like this since we got here.
Juvia: Juvia knows. Juvia's ears are hurting right now.
Gajeel: Hey Nami, why don't you save that for after you win something?
Nami: Oh sorry. I guess I got carried away there!
Lucy: When it comes to money, she's in much too good of a mood to be annoyed by the guys.
(Y/N): It's nuts if you ask me.
Soon...
You guys were being escorted by Baccarat who took everyone I. Her car drove everyone to the hotel, where a bunch of kids were attempting to sell flowers.
You looked suspiciously at them, and well felt something was a little bit off,
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Shounen Hero Book 3
Fanfiction(Y/N) here! Oh boy! We got some good stuff coming in! First off, I think the Major and his army are going to get the big fat beatdown here! Not only that, but I'm going to plan a wedding for Erza. I mean, I love that woman so much. Who knows, I'll m...