the new first mate

first and second. the fat man and the swordsmen

~Johns aka narrators pov~

Now then what universe is boss making me read through…

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No…

Just….

Why boss. Why.

Ugh.

Fine whatever. Ain’t really like, i do much. Ok then.

We panned down into an island town. Sitting on top of one of the buildings is of course a fat ma- er no. well yes and no on the fat. Since comparing most people on one piece to matthew he wasn’t even nearly as fat as them. Just chunky with the art style

Anyway. The chunky man sat on a buildings edge contemplating his current events. He was wearing a black jacket, with a black shirt that had a skull with a crown on it. Along with it he had gray sweatpants on. And of course the green pullover mask around his neck

“How… how in all of the universe did THIS happen.” he genuinely wasn’t sure. First he knows he didn’t die. Nor has he taken over someone else body considering his jacket had his phone and wallet.

After getting up and taken about an hour of getting down from the building he was on he began to explore the island’s town. It’s weirdly cool to see this people so animated with the erratic movements when doing anything. However as he continues to move he finds one thing that tells him exactly where he was.

Bounty. Red hair shanks with the picture of a red head man with a scar over left eye and a straw hat. With the words dead or alive under the mans picture.

He was in one piece.

He was in ONE PIECE!

‘How in the many gods have I pissed off to get here.’ was the second true thought in Matthew's head. Which he then dumbly continued to walk forwards while trying to make any sense of this situation.

The most physically laziest person was now in one piece. Where being able to do a couple thousand push ups was considered normal.

Well at least to anyone wanting to do great things. Which unfortunately he wouldn’t have that drive even if he was beat over the head with it. He could always try to join a crew or hell just stay away from the grand line by staying in one of the blues. Which hopefully wouldn’t be bad.

He could also make millions by doing plager- i mean “retelling” books from his old world

However he would need to get better at writing for his penmanship sucks ass-

Not looking where he was going he accidentally bumps into someone. Surprisingly the didn’t knock each other over by grabbing on to their shoulder “shit sorry man. Was lost in my thoughts.”

Matthew said while taking a step back and looking at the person he bumped into. The person's red jacket and blue pants which were rolled up into shorts. And the straw hat sitting on his head. Seeing them made Matthew's brain pause. However the shout of a small boy with pink hair really caught his brain back up “luffy! Are you ok?”

Of course the monkey chuckled “yeah i'm good. Surprisingly this guy's body is soft.” which matthew shrugged then putting his hand on his chin while looking into luffy’s eyes. It was weird. He knew how luffy would end up. How strong the guy was. However right here and now even seeing his confused expression at matthew looking at him.

He just didn’t and did feel like a.. Like. “a sea?” at which just made luffy head tilt But smile

“Man, that's weird. How did you know we just came from the ocean fat guy?” the pirate noob said which again made Matthew shrug. “You just feel like it.” he answered truthfully. While he knew who luffy was he wasn’t lying bout the feeling.