Expositions of the Straw-Hat Crew

Summary: Whoever said the pirate's life was never fun and games? A series of brief expositions concerning a certain One Piece crew of vagabonds and miscreants.

Dedicated to: Shiru-chan

Disclaimer: Maybe in an alternate dimension where everything I love is mine, but not here. I don't own One Piece.

Exposition 1: Poke

Zoro lay in the sun on his hammock, gently swaying with the mild breezes that rocked his current berth. It was a fine day. But of course, a fine day in Zoro's opinion included Sanji yelling in pain, sleep, Sanji being chased by Nami with a sharp quill aimed at his nether regions, nice weather, and Sanji screaming bloody murder as he pulled said sharp quill out of his nether regions. This scenario of course, did not include the danger that was slowly making its way towards Zoro's face.

Poke

Something had poked Zoro on his right cheek. Zoro grunted and rolled over, facing the other direction. However, in this position, he couldn't clearly hear what Nami was screaming, something about setting traps around her undergarment drawer.

Poke

Something poked Zoro again, this time on the left cheek. Zoro sighed and rolled onto his stomach, covering his head with his arms. Now he really couldn't hear what Nami was saying. Pity.

Poke Poke Poke Poke Poke Poke Poke Poke Poke

Something repeatedly poked Zoro on his back. Zoro snapped, "BLOODY HELL! WHAT IS GOING ON? STOP IT THIS INSTANCE DAMNIT!"

He whipped out his swords, prepared to attack whomever was doing the damn poking.

No one was there.

Zoro's eye twitched, he lay back down on his back, eyes glancing left and right trying to spot the idiot who didn't know when to let him get some rest.

Poke

The target this time was the top of his head. Zoro whipped around, but no one was there.

Poke

Zoro jumped. An extra hard prod had found his stomach. He turned around just in time to see a long finger retreat into the air.

Zoro's eye twitched again and he looked up to see Luffy's grinning face looking down from the crow's nest. Luffy waved, and then doubled over in laughter when Zoro glared… hard. Zoro could also hear the unrestrained guffaws that belonged to Usopp and the diminutive chuckled of Chopper.

Great, the Three Stooges strike again.

Zoro threw a wrench lying on the ground conveniently close at hand up to the crow's nest and listened contentedly as he heard two distinctive bangs. Apparently, Chopper was too short for the wrench to make contact.

Zoro heard Usopp's howl of agony, Luffy's redoubled laughter, and Chopper's shouts for a doctor.

He laid back down and slowly drifted to sleep, lulled by the "music" playing all around him. Just another normal day on Going Merry.

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