Show: One Shore

Based on: Jersey Shore

Starring: Tanned grown adults who act like children with brain damage.

"Are you sure about this?" Nami asked Robin. "Shouldn't we gather up forces before antagonizing Crocodile?"

"Don't worry," Robin assured her. "This will work just fine: we create a reality show so bad, so vile and unwatchable, people will tune the show out. The network loses credibility and viewership. Lather, rinse, repeat until Crocodile's television empire falls."

And ACTION!

The show starred Robin, Nami, Sanji (still bundled in bandages, now covered in twigs and mud), Brook, a strange creature named Snookie they found on the beach(names so because it snores and likes cookies), a girl named Rawnie and an amnesiac slave called Luna Poshceider.

"Like, O.M.G." Roin said vapidly. "Like, let's, um, paint our nails! And stuff."

"ZoLu," Luna muttered. "Why does that sound so familiar?"

"Maybe we should help Luna get back those lost memories?" Nami suggested."

"ZoLu...Dr...Dra-"

"Okay! Brook, let me do your nails!"

"Let me see your panties," Brook retorted.

"Why, I..."

"Yes, fight," Robin whispered. "And like the idiots you are and sink our ratings...!"

"What was that, Robin?"

"...Nothing."

"Drac...Drac..." Luna mumbled.

"X. Drake?" Snookie grumbled. "Are you thinking about him?"

"Let's get drunk and go partying!" Robin suggested.

Everyone cheered and agreed.

Within four minutes they were all drinking on the beach.

"I'm so wasted!" Robin lied to the camera. In truth she was just drinking frothy mugs of water. "I'm willing to hook up with anybody!"

"Anybody?"

She turned behind her to see Crocodile.

"What are you doing here, Crocodile?"

"Watching over my show!"

"Huh?"

"You and your housemates are throwing up on my beach and making out with the contestants on Survivor."

"You know," Brook said to a slave as the camera panned to him. "...I want to bone you, girlie!"

"No thanks!" the slave whined. "And I'm a guy!"

"Get it?"

"Uh-"

"SKULL JOKE!"

Brook burst out laughing and put his arm around the nervous slave.

Luna was sitting in the corner and reading a book while Nami was drinking several slaves under the table.

She noticed Luna's book and grabbed it.

"What are you doing?" Nami screamed. "You can't act like a smarty-pants!"

"What?" Luna was confused.

"We need to act like drunken, drooling morons if we want to get out of here! Now get drunk with us!"

"Uh..."

"Should you be drinking?" Crocodile asked her. "Being pregnant and all..."

Robin slurred, "Of course I should! If I don't drink, another pregnant girl will! Besides, I'm a stupid, spoiled brat."

Robin made sure to say it clearly in front of the camera. She felt herself dying inside because of it.

Crocodile winked at her and said just as clearly, "Are you the wildest, stupidest, spoildest brat here?"

"...Yes. Yes!"

"Then do me."

Robin spat out her water in surprise. "What?"

"Right here, right now. In front of the cameras."

"But you can't show that on T.V."

"It'll be for my private stash. Come on, prove to me what a slutty, bratty little whore you a-"

Robin threw her mug of water and Crocodile and lunged at him.

A/N: This would have been finished yesterday, but I accidentally deleted the first draft. I do, however, think it was for the best. Now I have the story going in a new direction.