Buh. This is what happens when I neglect to write anything for months.
Best. Present. Ever. That was what Luffy decided. Best part was, it wasn't even his birthday! Or a holiday, for that matter. Nope, it was just a regular everyday-day with no events of particular interest. Oh! Besides the dead giant tarantula that Sanji had discovered (with a loud shriek- haha, it really was a shriek! What a shriek!) in a corner of the storage room. That was funny.
Sanji didn't seem to think it was very humorous, but that hardly dampened Luffy's gales of laughter. Until the cook delivered several swift kicks to silence Luffy's chortling. Then it wasn't so funny anymore.
Where was he... right! Present!
"These were on sale. I thought you might like them," Robin smiled as she offered the small box to Luffy. He accepted it with the expression of a child unwrapping his first gift on a Christmas morning- except no, today wasn't Christmas. It was still pretty awesome though.
Luffy hung upside-down from the ratlines, clutching the box in his arms as he scrutinized the entirety of the Thousand Sunny. Best ship ever. Yep. Except... maybe it could use a little more color? Not that it didn't have enough color already- oranges and yellows and greens and browns and whites were already present. All framed by the pleasant blue tone of the ocean. And the sky. With a nod of resolution, Luffy dropped down from the ratlines.
"'Ey, Strawhat-bro, what're you doing?" Franky leaned over, peering down at Luffy who was now dangling by the hull of the ship. "I ain't gonna dive in to fish you out if you fall."
Luffy simply replied with a wide grin. One of his arms was securely twisted around the railing while the other held onto the box that Robin had given him. As Franky watched, slightly bemused, Luffy clamped his jaws around the box and extracted a crayon from it.
"Huh," Franky scratched his ear. "Yeah, I guess it's okay. Not like it'll last long."
"Ywnnshry?" Luffy called out, his words muddled by the box in his mouth.
"Nah, knock yourself out. I gotta finish up on a project, anyways."
The Thousand Sunny slowly drifted along, tagging along with the seemingly lethargic movements of the sun. Occassionally the calm would be broken by the clanking of metal weights, or muffled explosions from Franky's workshop, or the cries of seagulls. Luffy continued doing whatever he was doing to the hull of the Sunny throughout the noon.
Predictably, or maybe not so predictably because no one could really call Luffy predictable, Luffy neglected to share his new masterpiece with the rest of the crew after getting distracted by a particularly delectable dish that Sanji had foolishly left unguarded (well... not so unguarded, since he had simply turned his back for one minute to find a misplaced spatula). Needless to say... no, it didn't really matter much. Not to Luffy, anyways. He had fun. And the waves of the sea washed the colorful lines away within days just as Franky had predicted.
"Have you drawn anything with your new crayons, Captain?" Robin asked at the dinner table.
"Yeah!" Luffy grinned as his arms attempted to navigate a way around Brook's afro to reach the shrimp. Robin asked no further questions and merely smiled.