[A/N: Hey~! SchalaSonII here! Look, I know I should be updating some things, but I really wanted to get this little one-shot out. I wrote it for a Creative Writing assignment so that's why there are some words you might not understand.]
He was an illustrious figure in the Marines. The world-renowned Marine Hero, Garp "The Fist". Sure, he fought against many vicious pirates, and even cornered the Pirate King countless times. Most of the time he's calm and fun-loving. Oh, no, but not today. Today, he was going to get his revenge on Fleet Admiral Sengoku "The Buddha" for eating his precious rice crackers. Sure, Garp was going to antagonize his higher up, being a Vice-Admiral and all, but Commander-In-Chief Kong wasn't about to fire him for something as harmless as a prank. Okay, so first things first, Garp had to make sure he had everything that his plan comprised of: Sengoku's goat, important files, and a surveillance Den-Den Mushi. No one seems to know how he acquired said items, but it is best if this remained a secret. Garp bursted into a fit of laughter. Oh, this was going to be good. He really didn't care if he got reprimanded for this. Sengoku should have known better than to eat his rice crackers.
Sengoku took one good look around the room. Everything seemed fine. Admiral Aokiji was asleep with his feet propped up against a desk, as usual. Garp was out training those two rookies, normal. Sengoku was calm, almost tired, even, as he walked into his office. That's when he found it. All documents concerning the most wanted man in the world, the Revolutionary Army's leader, Dragon, were either torn into shreds or eaten by Sengoku's own goat. His face had turned a dark red. He was loath to let those papers go,yet now, they're gone. Eaten up by his own goat. That was almost ten years of well-maintained information. Sengoku clenched his fists and turned to a wall. He had a look of surprise on him. A surveillance Den-Den Mushi? It must have been him..."GARPPP!" Sengoku's scream ringed through Marineford, and some people say it even reached Level 6 of Impel Down. No one knows if it truly did, though.
Meanwhile, Garp was rolling on the floor, in a fit of laughter. The two trainees he was asked to supervise, Coby and Helmeppo, just had on confused looks. Sure, Commander-In-Chief Kong had given Garp some latitude, but losing such valuable information? Not so sure if that was a good idea... The two looked over at the renovations being done to Marineford as they pondered over what had just happened.
