The Night's Not Over:
-x-
Zoro sat on a rooftop overlooking the quiet town of Whisky Peak. The battle was over. Zoro had beaten Baroque Works. Zoro had taken out Ms. Monday and another one hundred bounty hunters, and then beat Mr. 8, Mr. 9, Ms. Wednesday, and Carue all at the same time.
"Now maybe I can get some peace and quiet," Zoro grumbled to himself.
-x-
A trio of Baroque Works Agents that had survived the battle with Zoro were running out of town as fast as they could.
"Three single-digit agents lost to one man!" one of the bounty hunters exclaimed. "I never thought I'd see that day that would happen!"
Huff! "We've got to escape from here!" another agent panted. "But where can we go?"
"We're just gonna have to find some place to hide until this all blows over," the third agent decided.
Fwap! Fwap! The three agents screeched to a halt at the sound of wings, then they spotted a familiar vulture and otter sitting on top of the sign marking the graveyard.
"AAAAAHHH! THE UNLUCKIES ARE HERE!" the agents screamed.
"Now hold on a second!" one of the agents protested. "I know it looks like we're running away but we're not, I promise!"
"Please spare us!" another agent begged as he dropped to his knees in front of the two animals. "Please don't report us to the Boss, okay?"
There was an evil glint behind the sunglasses that the otter, Mr. 13, and the vulture, Ms. Friday, were wearing. They leapt off of the sign at the three agents, who let out a scream of terror.
"Hold it!" a deep masculine voice cut through the air and the Unluckies stopped their attack and landed in front of the three agents.
"There's a lot of action tonight for such a sleepy town," came a second voice, this one was soft and feminine. "Shouldn't everyone be in bed?"
The three men and the two animals turned and spotted a man wearing a long brown coat and a woman wearing a yellow dress.
"Eh-hah," the man chuckled. "The Boss sent us all the way to the front lines, and this is what we find? What a pathetic little group."
Mr. 13 and Ms. Friday turned and smiled at the man and the woman while the three bounty hunters shook with terror.
KA-BOOOOOM!
The three agents were left in an unconscious heap on the ground. Mr. 13 and Ms. Friday were perched on top of them. The silhouettes of a tall man in a coat and a smaller woman carrying an umbrella could be seen through the lingering smoke from the explosion.
-x-
Zoro sat on the edge of the roof drinking a bottle of rum that he'd found... somewhere. He glanced downward and noticed that the three agents he'd beaten were starting to stir.
KOFF! KOFF! "Huff... ugghh... I can't die here," Mr. 8 groaned as he attempted to crawl out of the alley he, Mr. 9, Ms. Wednesday, Carue, and the still inflated and sleeping Luffy had been left in. "I have an important mission to complete... I must keep going... Ugghh... uhhh..."
"The three of you lost against a single pirate?" came the same deep masculine voice from before. "Now that's just sad."
The three single digit agents and the duck looked up in surprise at hearing the voice. They saw a man and a woman standing a few feet away from them.
