AN: Hugs to TheDML, Riah-chan, fmdevil, Son of Whitebeard, OnePieceGrl93, Rizzz, and mandarina for the kind reviews :D thanks guys!

TheDML/Riah-chan: Now, where would a marimo burger be without his curly fry XD LOL! I know, that was super corny but I couldn't help myself. But I'm afraid I'm not going to spill the beans on what going to happen between those two and Captain Bonney. Gonna have to read and wait ;x

Son of Whitebeard: Sadly, Chopper will not be in this story :( I'm only covering the Strawhats living in East Blue (Nami, Zoro, Sanji, and Usopp), so that means no Chopper, Robin, Franky, and Brook :,( sorry! And I already though of which Strawhat I was planning to pair with each Supernova before I even started writing this fic, so I'm afraid I will not be taking any requests for this story.

Rizzz: Oh my! Thanks for all the sweet reviews :D I'm glad you got a chance to catch up. I'm having my fun with Kid's crew, so I'm glad you find them as entertaining as the SHs XD

Alright, onto the chapter!

The mini-size captain wasn't going to wait any longer for someone to bring her food. She jumped onto other customers' tables and started eating their delightful dishes. The guests who were sitting at table she just sabotaged screamed in horror as her men threw them off the floating restaurant one by one. Sanji wasn't going to allow such behavior continue any longer in Baratie.

In one swift move, Sanji ran to the window and caught the hand of the guest that was just thrown out. Shaking in relief, the man thanked the blond chef as he pulled him back into the restaurant. After returning a polite nod, Sanji aimed his blazing hot leg towards the culprits causing all the ruckus, the pirates wearing suspenders. His shiny black shoe was gliding just inches from the men's faces.

"That is enough," Sanji ordered. "The next person being kicked out this restaurant will be you guys. I strongly suggest staying at your table and stop threatening the other guests."

Each one of them let out a heavy gulp, slowly sulking back to the table where Bonney was devouring the last plates of food. Like a wolf stocking his prey, Sanji followed after them; he wasn't finished in dealing with them yet.

"Food! More food," shouted Bonney.

Sanji carefully tucked a new cigarette into his mouth and lit it up.

"Now, young lady," said Sanji, inhaling a little of the smoke. "If you want to be serve like an honored guest, you must sit like an honored guest. Sitting in the middle of the table will not make the food come any quicker, I can promise you that."

Bonney let out a little irritated growl. Who in their right mind would ever boss her around? As far as she was concerned, this was a man that wasn't going to be living for very much longer.

"And who the hell are you?"

Sanji grinned, allowing some of the smoke to slip out from the right side of his mouth. He held out a hand out to help her step off the table.

"I am the man that can make all your wishes come true, my little lady," assured Sanji. "But, first things first, let's get you off this table so I can take your order."

Oh! This guy will bring me food! This changed everything. Bonney was still so hungry that she didn't mind listening to this man's request. Instead of reaching for his helping hand, she jumped off the table and placed her hands on her hips.

"Bout time you showed up! I'm hungry!"

Sanji just grinned as he pulled her seat out for her. Bonney sat down, hungrily grabbing a knife and fork, preparing herself for her next meal. Sanji bent on one knee to meet the girl's level. He pulled out a pad to take her order.

"Now what can I get for you, young lady?"

Bonney finally got a good look at this man's face. His fine blond hair was covering his left eye and he had a really curly eyebrow. Bonney was entranced by how curly it was, it reminded her of the pink and white naruto that floated in ramen soup.

"I want ramen soup!"

Sanji nodded as he wrote the order.

"And curly fries!"

Sanji looked up confused when wrote that down.

"And cinnamon rolls!"

Sanji scratched his head. What a random order of food. This girl has the weirdest sense in taste.

Sanji looked up at the men accompanying the young lady. They all looked pretty tired and hungry. It was obvious they had a troublesome voyage and ran out of food.

"And what can I get for you guys?"

Bonney slammed her fists onto the table impatiently.

"Me first! I get my food first!"

Sanji took another drag of his cigarette.

"Of course! Ladies are always first," agreed Sanji. "But a gracious lady always asks her guests to join her in a meal together."

One of Bonney's men stepped in before his Captain lost her temper and did something really ugly to this guy.

"Oh, that's quite alright, sir. We're not that hungry. We can wait."

Sanji stood up and placed his pad into his blazer. Smoke was swirling out of his mouth.

"Are you sure? That's a shame. I actually have extra plates of fried rice in the back that needs to be eaten immediately. How about I bring it out anyways, just in case you guys change your minds?"

The men nodded, holding back their tears of gratitude. This man was blessing in disguises.

"And don't take so goddamn long this time," ordered Bonney, pounding her fist on the table once more.

Sanji took a final bow, raising his head high enough to meet her eyes.

"As you wish, my lady."

"I…I... am...am," the chef was shaking uncontrollably as walked closer to the chained up prisoner.

Zoro lifted his head up to see the idiot that just entered the cabin. The man was dressed in a chef's outfit and was holding a cleaver in his hand. Zoro was trying to make out what the man was saying, but he was shaking so much, nothing he said made any sense.

"Spit it out already," said Zoro annoyed, the stuttering was really getting to him.

The man gulped and closed his eyes while raising his cleaver higher into the air.

"I…I am here to kill you!"

Zoro yawned, there was a clear look of disinterest on his face.

"Oh, is that it. Alright, go ahead then."

One of the man's eyes popped open. His cleaver was still shaking in the air.

"Wait. You're ok with this?"

"Yeah, yeah. Go ahead," Zoro said with a lack of enthusiasm. "I'm a pirate hunter captured by pirates. Do you think I want to live?"

The chef's other eye popped open and his mouth dropped. He couldn't believe his ears. This man was all good with meeting his end. The chef gave Zoro a confident nod. He took a final gulp before rushing towards him. He brought the cleaver up into the air once again and prepared to drive it straight onto the prisoner's head.

"However," said Zoro.

The chef stopped in midair, his arm fighting the force that was encouraging his weapon to come down heavy. Sweat was dripping off the tip of his nose.

"I need to go to the bathroom before I die."

And just like that, the chef comically fell on his face with a hard thud. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Instead of begging for his life, the man was just asking to go to the bathroom. Snot shot out from the man's nose as his jaw dropped.

"Bathroom?"

"Yeah, I haven't taken a solid piss since I've been here. I need to go."

The chef wiped the snot from his face, but was having a difficult time bring his jaw back in place.

"Well, I hear that when you die…that you already are going to shi—"

"I absolutely refuse for that to happened. I am a man! A real man does not defecate on himself when he's dealing with death! That's why I need to go NOW."

"But—"

"What part of 'you-better-let-me-go-to-the-bathroom-or-I-will-haunt-your-every-last-breathing-moment' don't you fucking understand, moron?"

The chef yelped as he dropped his cleaver onto the ground. The prisoner looked like some kind of demon with his bloodshot eyes. He could die from sheer fear at this very moment.

"No! Please no!"

"Then listen to my orders," sneered Zoro. He couldn't believe this fool before him. He should be the one shaking in his boots, not the man planning to kill him.

"Alright, but you know I can't just take you outside to go to use the bathroom. I do that, we're both toast."

"Fine. There's a bucket over there, just bring me that."

Like a dog being obedient to his master, the man brought the bucket and placed it in front of Zoro's feet. The man just stared at him blankly as Zoro rattled the chains wrapped around his legs. The swordsman could not believe he wasn't taking the hint.

"Um, hello?"

"Oh," said the chef, turning around to give Zoro more privacy.

"Not that, you idiot! How the fuck am I suppose to go if my legs are locked up like this?"

The man stuck his tongue out in disgust.

"Are you some kind of pervert? I'm not going to assist you while you're goin—"

Zoro's face was turning redder by the minute. How can someone be so fucking stupid?

"No, jackass! I just need you to unlock the chains from my legs, I handle the rest by myself."

"Oh, ok."

"Are you naturally this stupid, or did you're mother dropped you on your head a lot when you were a child?"

The man pulled out the large ring holding the key from his pocket and began to unlock the chains around the prisoner's legs. The clicking noise was like music to Zoro's ears. Before the man could even compute what was happening, Zoro had the chains off his legs, kicking the key the Chef was holding into the air. Snot was dripped from the man's nose like never before after what he witnessed next. A green aura shined around the pirate hunter's body as he kicked the key towards the direction of the lock restraining his arms. Like magic, the key slipped into the hole perfectly and precisely.

"H-how in the world did that happen?"

"Luck," grinned Zoro, kicking the man into unconsciousness.

Bringing his legs up, he used his boots to turn the key and unlock his arms. Zoro fell to his knees once he was freed. Instead of relief, it was disgrace hitting him like a ton of bricks.

"A swordsman depending on his legs for survival," hissed the green haired man. "UNFORGIVABLE!"

He would beat himself up later, right now he had to get off this godforsaken ship. He surveyed the cabin and found his swords fanned on top of the dinning table. As he carefully strapped them to his side, he cursed the person who would dare touch his prized katana.

Walking down the dark halls of the ship, he made his way towards the exit. However, Zoro being Zoro, finding that exit was more of a challenge than he anticipated.

"Who the fuck designed this ship?" complained Zoro, he had be walking around for about ten minutes already. "Their shipwright must be some kind of idiot!"

If I can't find an exit, thought the innovated swordsman as he pulled out his three swords, placing one his katana into his mouth. I guess I'll just have to make them a new one.

Uh-oh, I don't think that's a really good idea, Zoro XD Sorry about the long wait for this chapter. I've had a pretty rough week or so (been sick/working/school…you know the deal). I'm still pretty sick, but I'm going to try to get the next chapter up real soon :3 I'm going to try to get it up by Thursday (I was trying for Monday, but I can't :( sorry!). Till then, thanks for reading and reviewing!