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Collection 1

Drabble 1; Finding Zoro

"Where did Zoro go again?" Nami groaned.

The Historian giggled, a mischievous grin flashing past her eyes. "Guess it's the renewed sequel of Finding Zoro featuring the Straw hat Pirates."

Nami shook her head, slightly amused at her subtle joke. "Luffy! Sanji! Chopper! Find Zoro! We have to depart soon!" She yelled.

"That stupid belly-warmer marimo got lost again?"

"Yes, yes, again. Do us a favour and get him back on the blasted ship!" The ginger rolled her eyes, hardly surprised that the cook had taken the opportunity to jab at the swordsman lack of direction. If she could ever give him a shred of her famed sense of direction and prediction, she would.

Luffy stretched himself and like a bullet on a slingshot, he landed himself on the end of the main mast with finesse, a product of his constant practice. His eyes searched the island before him for his trademark green hair in the sea of people.

In all honesty, it was rather easy since it was like spotting an elephant in a herd of gazelles.

"Found him!" The captain shouted in delight, rotating his shoulder joints in preparation for a long stretch. He reached for the swordsman, screeching like a banshee such that anyone in the radius of ten miles could hear him.

"ZOROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

The first mate's eyes widened when he saw the hand, reaching out to him, making him dread what was going to happen next.

It felt like déjà vu all over again.

The hand grabbed him firmly on the shoulder firmly and yanked, accelerating faster and faster towards its intended destination such that he was a blur of green being attached to a rope.

"OI, OI!" He barely choked out when his entire body slammed into the mask, falling flat on the floor with his limbs twitching from the momentary impact that shocked him severely.

"I swear that one day I'm going to kill you..." Zoro croaked, earning laughter from his entire crew.

Luffy simply gave him a cheeky grin, replying. "Sorry Zoro."

"No you're not!" He slapped her air furiously.

The man simply ignored him and wore his straw hat properly. "SET SAIL!"

Drabble 2; Pocky Fantasies

"Have you heard the recent trend?" Nami leaned in and whispered inconspicuously.

Robin glanced up from her book, wondering why they were whispering. She looked at her companion curiously, prodding her to get on with her point.

"There's recently a new snack called Pocky! It's famed for being delicious..." The navigator sighed dramatically.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes. This was Nami she was talking about, what was she expecting different this time? Yes, the raven-haired lady knew very well she was female and exploited the fact more times than she like but Nami didn't have a bone in her that was interested to be updated on the latest news for inventions and breakthroughs.

If anything, her life revolved around clothes and food or the weather that had shown up in the other half of the Grand Line.

Snapping out the trance, she explained herself. "Pocky is basically a long biscuit shaped like a stick, with chocolate coating over it. It's the current rage for its sweet taste that is complimented by the slight saltiness of the biscuit."

"Ah..." Robin said as her mind processed the information, her lips curling up into a slight smile. "So it's like dipping a biscuit into a chocolate fondue then?"

"Of some sorts." She waved it away dismissively, troubling the Historian as she simply couldn't comprehend what was the point of bringing it up in the first place if she had abruptly ended the conversation as soon as it started. Wouldn't certainly be a tad bit of a lacklustre?

"But that's not it." Nami finally inserted, unable to keep it to herself. "It's not the product that is interesting but the ways you can eat it."

Robin furrowed her eyebrows further. Perhaps she was getting slightly too old for the constant gossip and guessing in between the lines. She may not look a day older than twenty-five but it had been growing harder for her to fathom the likely mind of younger females that were filled with romanticism whereas hers were all morbid thoughts of ways to kill people.

"Imagine-" The younger woman declared, sweeping her hair back and gesturing wildly - "You and your lover nibbling on your own ends, slowly inching closer to one another, feeling their hot breath fan against your cheeks and the temperature around you rising from the tension. Eventually someone has to close the gap and think of how great the kiss would be, tinged with the building lust from the past several minutes and the hint of chocolate. It'd be perfect!"

'Is that really fascinating...?' She questioned herself silently.

"And who'd you be comfortable doing it with?" The archaeologist questioned. "Luffy?"

Nami snorted. "He'd finished the entire treat before he would even get started. And he's our captain, for goodness sake!" She complained, her face scrunching in disgust.

"Ussop?"

"His long nose would get in the way and even if his muscle to beef ratio did increase doesn't mean I'd be attracted to him."

"Chopper?"

"You're kidding right?" She looked at her in a horrified manner.

Robin nodded in agreement, mentally crossing the cute reindeer's name out of such conversations for the rest of her life. She certainly didn't want to taint his innocent image.

"Sanji."

The navigator shook her head. "He'd want to make his own treat and decorating it to perfection. I love his meals and all but if it takes him that long to get down and dirty, the effect of his charming words would wear off."

The raven-haired beauty could only laugh at her bluntness and as much as she would love to disagree, she knew that she had a point at that. The blond-haired cook had an entire thesaurus of words to compliment ladies and even if he finished his cycle, no one would know. It was a completely dirty analogy but it was an accurate one nonetheless since he was that skilled with his vocabulary.

"Brook?"

"Why did you even consider him?"

"Well said. It leaves Zoro then."

"He's boring..." Nami mumbled.

She nearly protested but decided against it for it would raise suspicion of their current status. The last she needed was having any sort of confrontation that might possibly tear the crew apart or having them doubt her loyalties of where she stood.

That didn't mean it stopped her mind from conjuring up a scene.

To imagine herself playing the pocky game, she swore that her cheeks immediately went red.

In her mind, she's be straddling his hips and their hands interlaced as they nibbled onto the chocolate stick, their faces slightly red as they went closer and closer to one another and he'd be giving her a dark lustful gaze through one eye.

They would feel their breaths fan one another, his head tilted slightly to ensure there would be no collision of their noses. Finally, she'd pulled him in for a sensual kiss, loving the taste of chocolate on his slightly dry lips and she was sure that there would be tongue involved as she pressed her chest against his, tightening her grip around his neck.

She quickly snapped out of her fantasies when her companion called her name, sending her back to reality. She fidgeted in her chair as she toyed with the idea a little more, sending the sleeping figure of the green-haired swordsman a look before she groaned and collapsed her onto the book.

She couldn't wait to reach land and get her hands on the treat.

Drabble 3; Stag Beetle

"Ussop, can you stop poisoning your plants when I'm on the deck?" Chopper lamented, pinching his nose as he rolled around the grassy patch of the deck.

"My pop greens have to grow well so it's necessary. Deal with it a little more." The sniper retorted before returning to his task of smoking the harmful insects out.

Chopper groaned again and decided to retrieve his nose plugs, breathing through his mouth in hopes that it would help, unable to stand the smell anymore. It only made him in scrunch his face in disgust as the taste infiltrated his mouth.

Days like these were the reasons why he hated being an animal, even if it reaped numerous benefits.

Ussop stopped for a second, glancing at the reindeer as he contemplated something while looking back and forth from him to his plants. "Say, Chopper."

"Yeah?"

"Can you change into a smaller version of your stag beetle mode and loosen up the soil? It would do wonders to my plants since normal earthworms can't handle the gaseous concoction."

"I'm not a stag beetle damnit!" He yelled, throwing a book at him and only causing the curly-haired man to duck out of the way.

"But you know that the version of the Rumble Ball is amazing! Do a Nakama a favour!"

"I'm not flattered by your compliment, you asshole~!"

Ussop very much wanted to comment on that, but seeing his prominent grin and how his arms moved, it was clear to anyone that he was happy about it.

"Please Chopper?"

"No!"

"Come on….."

"... Just this once."

The doctor sighed as he popped a Rumble Ball, changing into the drilling point and started to loosen the soil beneath the plants, wondering why he had decided to partake as an earthworm.

When he was finally done, he vowed never to do that to himself again. He was disgusted by the soil that was stuck in his fur and the concoction didn't harm him but certainly irritated him to a certain extent.

'Maybe I should ask Nami for her dangerous cotton candy looking cloud to shower in...' He thought.

As he approached the navigator, she lifted her sunglasses, smiling in delight.

"Chopper! Help me with my orange trees too!"

This is just a collection of snippets that I've written over the past few days and felt like they are random and good enough to be posted XD
(Trivia: I wrote them in class, my teacher thought I was psycho as I giggled and wrote it. If I don't update, I'm probably in a mental asylum)

So I did~ Give me a prompt. I'll write it. That's what this collection is for too and not my inspirations alone:)

I'm going to crash. See you guys soon~