Have you ever wanted to enter the one piece world? Maybe you want to be friends with the strawhats, or the heart pirates? Perhaps you'd rather be dating one of them, or all of them!! Here you can do that, feel free to send in requests in my request...
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A/N: I hope for you, dear feral reader, that the wholesome is enough in this story! It's another, very, short but sweet one, for all my Luffy lovers!!
It was a beautiful, peaceful morning on the Thousand Sunny. The sun was shining, the sea was calm, and for once, the crew wasn't yelling or chasing each other around with weapons or complaints.
You were halfway through sweeping the deck, enjoying the rare quiet, when it happened. A sudden burst of laughter, loud and maniacal, echoed through the ship like thunder. Then came the boing.
You froze, broom in hand. "...No". From across the deck, a shriek, "HE'S DOING IT AGAIN!" Usopp yelled.
A rubbery spring launched across the upper deck, followed by an explosion of paint, actual paint, splattering across the wood.
Luffy, in full blown Gear 5 form, zipped past your line of vision, limbs bouncing wildly like springs, hair defying gravity, body glowing with a ridiculous cartoon energy.
"WATCH OUT" he shouted, bouncing off a railing and careening into the mast like a living rubber comet. He hit it with a BOINK, then peeled off like a sticker and kept going. "LUFFY, STOP!!" you shouted, already dashing after him.
He looked back mid cartwheel with the biggest grin imaginable. "BUT I'M HAVING FUUUUN!!". Zoro ducked just in time to avoid a flying spoon that somehow curved midair. "Not getting involved" he muttered, vanishing below deck.
"Not it!" Nami yelled from somewhere by her office, already holding her maps hostage. Robin gracefully flipped a page of her book and conjured a hand to casually close the library door in front of her. Traitor.
You groaned, staring at the trail of chaos Luffy had left behind, spilled snacks, bent railings, a bucket of paint somehow suspended by the crows nest, and, inexplicably, a face shaped dent in the wall.
Still glowing and giggling, he did a loop the loop in the sky before landing face first into a barrel, kicking his legs like a child. You retired your broom, and grabbed the mop instead, you squared your shoulders, and sighed. "Fine. I'll be the adult".
And with that, you followed, hope in your heart, and absolutely zero chance of keeping up with the bouncing menace.
You were beginning to suspect that you were cursed. Every time you cleaned one mess, another three exploded into existence like some kind of sticky, colourful hydra.
You wiped up a suspicious purple splatter, jam? paint? sea monster blood?, only to turn around and see Luffy literally skating across the main deck on banana peels, cackling like a maniac. "WHEEEEEEEE!!"
He spun like a rubber tornado, limbs flailing as he crashed into a stack of crates. The crates toppled, spilling tangerines everywhere, followed by a trailing "SORRRYYY!" that you did not believe for a second.
