The Boy With The Straw Hat (Luffy x reader)

Chapter 4: The New Straw Hat Pirates Member!

~~~~~~Edited on 03/30/2020~~~~~~

Recap:

'This is not good. I can't get out of Krieg's monstrous grip!' You look around to see that the customers have left. Now there is only the chefs, Krieg, Sanji, Luffy, Gin and you.

'Great, why's it always gotta be me in the middle of this?'

Krieg finally starts to speak. "This is a good restaurant, I'll take this ship." Sanji starts to get up, a little line of blood coming from his mouth. "So..........that's what you want...." Patty takes one look at Krieg and starts to whimper like a five year old child. "My ship became a wreck so I want a new one. You'll get off this ship after you take care of what I tell you to." "What?!" you yell. "Don Krieg.......this isn't what you promised." Gin whimpers, clutching his shoulder in pain. He ignores Gin. "There're about 100 of my underlings still alive on my ship. They're weak from hunger and severe injuries. First, prepare 100 meals and water for them. There are some who have already starved to death."

"Are you telling us to revive pirates that are gonna attack this ship!!?? We refuse!" One chef yells. "'Refuse?'" Krieg repeats. "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not placing an order. I'm giving you orders. It doesn't matter who you are, don't defy me!!" "Jeez man, can you not blow out my eardrums?" you mutter. Krieg glares at you, then smiles. "Oh that's right!" He then pulls your hair, both of you now face to face. "You're coming with me.". "Like hell I will!!" you snap. "Sanji-san..I'm so sorry....I didn't mean for this to happen..." Gin whimpers.

"You son of a bitch! Look at what you've done!!!" Patty screams at Sanji.Sanji merely heads toward the kitchen. "Oi Sanji, where are you going?" "The kitchen." Sanji replies calmly. "I have to prepare 100 meals."

"What?" "HUH?!?!" you scream, after Gin.

"Sanji?!" Luffy says.

"EHHHH!?!?!?!" the remaining chefs scream. Krieg smirks, seeing Sanji was cooperating. "Right, that's how it should be."

Instantly, the chefs have sharp knives and other kitchen weapons pointed at Sanji. Don Krieg scowls at this. "Are you Krieg's spy Sanji?" Carne yells.

"We can't let you go into the kitchen!! We're fed up with your crazy behavior!!!" another chef yells. Sanji holds out his arms. "Go ahead. If you want to stop me, go ahead! I know....he's an incorrigible rogue.I know that much...But that doesn't matter to me. That doesn't matter to me! What happens after we feed them.... it's too much of a bother to think about it. I'm a cook. No more, no less. If there's someone who's hungry I'll feed them. That is all. It's alright for a cook to be that way, don't you think?" Before Sanji can say anymore, Patty punches him right in the back with his oversized fist.

"Patty!" Carne yells in shock. "Hey someone keep him restrained!! Sanji, you sometimes feed customers I drive away at the back door, don't you? I'm not gonna say who's right, but this time it's your mistake. I'm not gonna let you do what you want any longer. I'll protect this restaurant. Fortunately we only have one enemy to fight." Patty heads over to a cabinet and starts to dig something out. "Even if it's Don Krieg, what can he do to us?" He pulls out something that sounds metal, wrapped in white cloth. "This is a sea restaurant where pirates come and go everyday. We're fully prepared to serve any kind of customer!"

Sanji's eyes widen when he sees the object. "That's...." Patty turns to Don Krieg and me. "Are you full now, Don Krieg? After the main course, how about....A piece of iron dessert!!" He tears off the white cloth, revealing a lobster like canon. "MEAT BALL OF DOOM!!!!!"

There is a bright light as a large cannon ball starts to fly near Krieg. He gasps in shock, and then you realize, you're still near the guy!!! You frantically start to thrash around, trying to get away from Krieg. But it's no use. It hits Kriegś chest, and there is a large explosion. The last thing is a bright light and hear Krieg grunt before smoke from the explosion blinds your vision.