Fighting For Falling- One Piece fanfiction

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“I think Hell is something you carry around with you,

Not somewhere you go,” – Neil Gaimen

Olie

OnePiece- Still Season 7 before episode 220

      When I woke up I noticed that Zoro was actually in his hammock in the boy’s cabin. I then climbed up to the kitchen to see Sanji and Caroline in it. Sanji was pouring Caroline a cup of coffee and she was sitting at the table wrapped around in a blanket. Sanji put the kettle back on the gas burner and

      “Good morning,” I announced as I stretched my arms and popped my back. I walked over to the coffee kettle and grabbed a mug from the cabinet above and poured coffee into it. Then I asked, “More coffee Caroline?” which I was surprised about considering she drank coffee all day yesterday and should be sick of it because she doesn’t really like it in the first place.

      “Olie, you don’t have to shout,” Caroline told me very softly.

      “I wasn’t shouting,” I said just a little bit softer suspicious.

      Sanji walked over to me, “Nami said that we were landing soon,” he said quietly then looking at Caroline he told me, “She was drinking last night,”

      “Yeah, I can tell,” I said then I grabbed my sunglasses from my front shirt pocket and handed them to her.

      Sanji then told me, “Nami said, that we were landing, soon,”

      I then went out of the kitchen and walked to the deck and looked out towards the island we were landing at. This island seemed humid as a lot of fog was covering up most of the island. From what I could tell, it seemed pretty deserted, and seemed mostly full of vegetation, it also was relatively small.

      Nami walked up to me, “Your sister and Zoro stayed up all night talking,” she said almost complaining.

      “Don’t look at me like I’m the one who was up all night talking in your room,” I said.

      “I wasn’t I just thought I ought to tell you,” she said, “Help me pull the ship up ashore,”

      “And by that you mean, I’m going to do it, without you,” I grinned at Nami’s bossiness.

      “No, Luffy will help you,” she smiled then walking into the kitchen.

      So Luffy and I pulled the ship onto the shore and put the anchor down. This island was deserted, and humid, and terrible. There was nothing on it but jungles. So everybody helped gathering, food, and roots, and plants for Chopper. We also filled up on spring water for drinking. Everybody did all of this while Zoro slept on the Going Merry, and Caroline cleaned the deck and did the laundry. Once we were done and the log was set which took till about sunset.

      That’s when the weather decided to go terrible like it always does for us. And of course Nami didn’t decide that we should not have left the island until we were already past the currents, and rip tides.

      “Nami I fricking hate you,” I mumble throwing off my ruined wet leather jacket.

      “This is a weird occurrence,” she said looking at the darkening clouds in the sky as they poured down on her.

      “Like hell it’s a weird occurrence,” I yelled, as the ship suddenly rocked to the right, and I fell on top of Nami and we slip to the other side of the Going Merry. Getting off of her and helping her up I held onto the side, “What is going on?”