"Nami!" Luffy suddenly hollered from the prow. "Stop at that island, right now!"
After leaving Fishman Island, the Log had led the Strawhat Pirates to a small island called Wishbone, where they had had a slightly rambunctious encounter with a genie-imposter. It was, by comparison to the catastrophe underwater, a vacation. The three days of sailing since then had been downright peaceful, pleasantly full of sunbathing, map-making, and tending to her tangerines. Nami was in no mood to acquiesce to her trouble-magnet captain's spontaneous command.
From her lawn chair on the other side of the deck, she lifted horn-rimmed sunglasses above her chocolate eyes with an index finger to follow Luffy's gaze to a greenish blob off the starboard side. She sniffed and let them fall back into place. "Absolutely not. That's not where the Log is taking us," the orange-haired girl replied, her tone dismissive. She held her wrist up and pointed at the glass orb. "I'm not getting us lost in the New World just because you're bored, Luffy!"
"That's not it! We just have to go there!" he said, jumping up to stand between two spikes in Sunny's mane. He put one hand on the tip of the yellow wood, jabbed a finger toward the island with the other, and stretched his neck backwards so his hat-adorned cranium was upside down facing his flabbergasted crew. "Well? What are you waiting for?! To that island!"
Usopp and Chopper jumped, scrambling for a moment as they both headed for the helm and both awkwardly changed direction to the main sail when they realized the other's destination, crashing together every few steps. The kerfluffle was punctuated with Franky's cry of "SUUUPER" and Brooke's "Yohoho"-ing, rocking the previously calm ship with a familiar overwhelming loudness.
Robin closed her book and sat up on the lawn chair that was positioned next to Nami's. "Well, Miss Navigator, what would you like me to do?" "Well, Robin," Nami began quietly, clenching her fist, "I don't want you to do anything because WE'RE NOT GOING TO THAT ISLAND!"
Sanji, standing between the two chairs as he served drinks to the lady Strawhats, threw his tray at the faces of Chopper and Usopp, which were nose-to-nose as they argued. "SHUT THE HELL UP YOU IDIOTS. NAMI SAYS WE'RE NOT GOING." He turned to the now-standing navigator with hearts in his eyes. "And Nami-swan knows best~~," he sang obsequiously.
At the booming ring of metal tray meeting flesh, Zoro awoke from his nap against the ship's mast, mumbling groggy question-noises and rubbing his scarred eye.
"We're about to land, Zoro!" Luffy exclaimed, his head still hanging down his back. "Man the sails!"
Zoro slowly stood as Sanji and Nami shrieked angry refusals. Turning to face his captain, he jerked a thumb over his shoulder, "What's with them?"
"They don't want to go, but I'm the captain, and I say we need to go to that island RIGHT NOW."
"What exactly is there, Captain?" Robin inquired, her quiet voice miraculously carrying over the renewed noise as the two bruised-faced pirates wrestled Sanji to the ground at her feet.
Luffy snapped his head back to its normal position and turned to face his crew. He grinned widely. "Our next nakama!"