Chapter 3- And We're Off

Sanji fell flat on his ass. He stared straight ahead waiting to wake-up from this odd dream.

"Cook-san? Are you alright?" Robin knew she was looking for her own comfort in those words. Sanji wasn't the only one who was frightened, but then again, who could blame her. There was a rustling in the background as Zoro came lumbering in with a huge jungle cat slung over his shoulder.

"Oi, Sanji, can we...eat...thi-" Zoro gawked at the two toddler crewmates of his, "I'm probably still asleep...mmmrgh..." He put the big dead cat down and settled himself to go 'back' to sleep.

"Oi! Baka-marimo! Wake-up shit-head!"

"Mrf...shuddup Sanji...lemme sleep..."

"Swordsman-san!" Robin tottered over to his side, "I'm sorry but this isn't a dream. The spring, it's reverted us back to our child-like form."

Zoro opened his eyes slowly, "...yeah, definitely a dream."

"BASTARD! WAKE-UP!"

"Swordsman-san please believe us!"

"...Prove it..."

Robin inhaled and walked back over to the spring.

"No Robin-chwan, don't drink anymore!"

Robin took in a small sip and started to shrink again. She didn't get too much younger, but she was no longer able to stand on her own legs.

"Oh...oh fuck! Shit! What the hell am I supposed to do!? How the fuck am I supposed to get you guys back to normal!?" Zoro had gotten up and was walking around in circles running his hands through his hair. Robin started crawling towards Zoro. Her small tuft of black hair and here big blue eyes made her absolutely adorable.

"Swordsman-san, perhaps there is a village somewhere on this island that can help us." Both Sanji and Zoro blinked at Robin. I mean, c'mon, it's weird hearing such intelligable things come form the mouth of a baby.

"M'kay." Zoro grunted.

"But how are we supposed to get there? Robin-chwan and I won't be able to make it on our own."

Zoro sighed and picked Robin up off the ground and, surprisingly, held her like a father would hold his first borne: delicately and lovingly.

"Never thought you could do that Marimo."

"Shut up bastard or you'll walk the whole way with your broken foot." Sanji looked down at his foot. The bandages were hanging loosely around the swollen foot. Sanji sat down and started to retie it, but failed miserably. Zoro bent over and put Robin down.

"Baka-cook...grumble...idiot..." He muttered as he carefully rewound the bandages.

"A—Arigato, Zoro." Sanji whispered as Zoro moved to pick Robin up again. He looked over at the blonde as he slowly stood up, Robin in hand. He sighed and picked Sanji up as well.

"Hold on..." And Zoro was off running through the jungle, jumping over logs and swinging on the occasionaly vine.

"Swordsman-san, other way."

SCREEEEEEECH