Warning contains spoilers for chapter 851. We'll be back to our regularly scheduled program soon, I had to get this out real quick after seeing that one panel, you know the one. I haven't read it all but I did see the thing. Oda just kill me with a rusty spoon why don't ya


It was cold and his stupid cigarette wouldn't light.

Damn thing was useless. He kept flicking the strike on his lighter though, trying again and again to spark a flame.

Nothing would come though.

Vaguely he remembered that it had been raining outside but he didn't feel any of that, not a single drop registered to him, he didn't feel much of anything really.

But it was cold, that he could feel. Around the numbness, seeping into his skin and crawling it's way down into his very bones, a sharp, aching chill like he'd not felt in years surrounded him.

He knew why, he did but didn't want to think on it, couldn't allow himself to dwell because if he did…if he did..

He'd think…

…he'd…

why am I never enough?

Something inside of him that he had long thought repaired, broke.

A dam cracked and splintered and heaved under the weight of the crippling emotions that bombarded his heart from every direction.

Wha…what's wrong with me?

The burning in his eye's and the slick feeling from his nose told him what he already knew.

He was weak.

And weakness had no place among the strong.

—-

Luffy strained and fought against the restraints that bound him in this damn cage. The urgency to get to Sanji had only festered and grown in his heart since that evil, three eye'd witch had left.

Something was terribly wrong.

Behind the threat to him and Nami, past the guillotine that hung over the Vinsmokes, beyond even the claim she made on his cooks life there was something else that was terribly horribly wrong and Luffy wanted to get to his cook now.

He had no patience for this shit.

He was going to King of the Pirates and nothing…

nothing

…was going to stand between him and his own damn nakama.

Not Pudding…

Not the Vinsmokes…

Not even a fucking Yonko.

Metal screeched twisted and snapped free of the brick prison.

Luffy wanted Sanji back.

And the King gets what the King wants.

He looked at Nami.

"No more waiting, we get Sanji back now."

Nami looked up into the face of their captain, their future King, and gave a wide, watery smile.

"Right!"


There better. Sanji had better get the hat or I'm going to throw a fit.