(Author note: One Piece is a fun anime, and before anyone starts to talk down to me about how a character doesn't sound right to them they should realize that I'm not Eiichiro Oda, so I don't know exactly how every character acts in every single little situation. This is just my interpretation of them and if it's different than yours you can always write your own story.

Also, I'm crap with Japanese right now, so this is following the FUNimation dub [if you get mad about me over that, then I have every right to find a way to reach through my computer screen and slap you because I have watched it both ways and it's as bout as close as a dub could probably get]

Sorry for taking your time up here; hope you enjoy!)

So far the day had been calm, but really that didn't mean anything except some much needed down time for the crew, not that they acted like it was all that important. To them it was just considered as playtime, except to their few serious members. (one of whom was currently asleep)

Their cook, a tall blond haired fellow typically in a black suit, walked out on deck with two plates. "Nami! Robin! I made you some-"

"Oh! Snacks!" shouted another rather scrawny young man as he raced over, only stopped by the sudden foot in his face.

"They're not for you!"

Ignoring the comment (and the foot currently pushing him to the deck), he made a quick grab for one of the plates. "Aw, come on! I'm hungry!"

The enameled shoe grounded itself even further into his head, only because the chef knew it wasn't going to cause any real damage. "I already said they aren't yours!"

"Actually," another interrupted as she idly turned a page in her current book, "he's more than welcome to mine; I'm not really all that hungry."

One of the plates was quickly snatched and almost simultaneously devoured by the straw hat wearing captain. The cook only gave him a mild death glare before continuing on course with the other plate.

"Nami! I made this especially for you!"

Their navigator, a young girl with orange hair and some thieving tendencies, smiled meekly as he placed it elegantly in front of her. "Um... Thanks, but you really didn't ha-"

A loud explosion hit the air followed by a yell from their sharp-shooter. "Marine ship!"

"You couldn't have warned us sooner!" one of them shouted back before everyone quickly jumped into action around the ship. Unfortunately, it didn't seem to do much.

"They're firing again!"

"I've got it!" their captain shouted as he jumped up from the deck and added, "Gum gum-"

There was a crash as a shrill beeping noise filled the air.

"Ow..." mumbled the young dark haired boy as he untangled himself and got up off the floor. He gave a quick glance to the bedside clock still annoyingly trying to wake him. "Oh no! not again!"