Rain. More rain. That's all we see outside these days. Not that I care, since I'm usually resting. But my idiot crew members, especially Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper are always making a ruckus and waking me up. Even today, one of those rare days when I'm not taking a nap, we decided to sit still playing poker while drinking tea and listening to Brook play some classical music on his violin... wait, why is he rocking out on a guitar instead?
"I sing for the souls! For the ladies! And for ROCK AND ROLL!"
It's like a mini concert hall inside our ship. That bastard Sanji is cooking up something again. I bet he's going to use my sake instead of normal cooking wine. Where is he... in the kitchen?
"Oh, my beautiful ladies~ I've brought the tea and the sandwiches~ MELLORINE~"
There he is... all lovey-dovey and jiggly around Nami and Robin. Not that I care. As long as he doesn't bother me, I'll be happy. But, he's making a lot of noise right now with all the cooing and disgusting sounds that come from his lips.
"Oi! I think your face is scaring them. You should go back into the kitchen."
Sanji stops. Turns his head around like some immature high school gang leader and glares at me.
"WHAT?! What is this mosshead trying to say about me?"
That does it. I've had enough of him calling me mosshead. I take out all of my swords and charge Sanji. He fires up his leg and swings it towards me as I get near.
SMACK!
In an instant, both of us are down. As my conscience fades, I see Nami glaring at us with two throbbing fists. I grin before I drift off to unconsciousness.
