Author's Note: And, so, our adventure continues! And, nobody chases an ice cream truck in this chapter! Yay!

Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece.


A few minutes later, what was left of the search party strolled down the Las Vegas Strip, calling out the names of every single person who ran off to get ice cream.

"Luffy? Usopp? Sabo? Baka Marimo? Where the fuck are you guys?" Sanji called out. Nami sighed.

"I can't even call somebody, since my phone got jacked," Nami said.

"Well, we can always escape from the rest of the people and go home," Sanji explained as he smoked another cigarette.

"Why do you want to go home so much?" Robin asked Sanji.

"I hate this place even more with each passing hour! People are running after ice cream trucks and getting lost, that one place had ugly cocktail waitresses, and now we're stuck wandering the Las Vegas Strip in search of everyone else who ditched us!" Sanji ranted before hyperventlating into a paper bag. "Next time, we're going to San Fransisco for a vacation! I want to go home!"

"We can't. Remember, I have to be a best man in a gay wedding tomorrow, and I need to find the groom and find a way to turn the best man back into a man," Mihawk explained.

"Well, you can just stay in this shitty town until your shitty wedding is over! See if I give a crap!" Sanji yelled as he pointed to Bonney and Law. "And why are YOU TWO here?"

"We came for a food convention starting Monday," Law explained.

"Yep! Food from all over the world!" Bonney added. Sanji facepalmed.

"I hope the Crap Geezer doesn't send me to represent Baratie," Sanji said to himself as the renemants of the search party entered the New York New York.

"You know, Sanji-ya, years from now, we're gonna all look back on this Vegas vecation and laugh," Law theorized. Sanji slapped him across the face, Mexican standoff-style.

"I can't believe you just said that, Trafalgar! Like hell, i'm gonna laugh at this years from now!" Sanji ranted.

"Easy there, Ero-Cook. I get enough abuse from Kidd back home," Law said. Sanji sighed.

"That's not the point! The point is that I am hating this place even more with each passing second!" Sanji ranted. What everyone didn't notice was that they arrived at the roller coaster inside the arcade. "What the hell? There's a ROLLER COASTER inside here?"

"No duh, Sherlock," Bonney said sarcastically. Sanji sighed as he lit up a new cigarette.

"This is just like a nightmare, except there's no escape until much later," Sanji said to himself. Robin patted him on the back.

"Don't worry, Cook-san, we're gonna leave Vegas soon," Robin re-assured the Ero-Cook. Sanji sighed.

"I'm probably gonna have a panic attack soon. This voyage is driving me crazy," Sanji said to himself.

"Wow, Sanji's mental state is worse than we thought," Nami said to Robin, Matsu, Kartik, Mihawk, Law, and Bonney.

"You think he has it bad? I have it worse! My best friend got a sex change, the groom in the gay wedding i'm in tomorrow has been kidnapped and I can't find him, my other friend keeps running off after ice cream trucks, and, now all three of them are gone, and I don't know where they are! Plus, the wedding's tomorrow morning and we need to find the stripper art thief and the gay, crossdressing, ballet dancer with swans on his back so Shanks can be a man again! And, if I don't get Shanks, Shanks' manhood, Crocodile, and Doflamingo back by tomorrow morning, the whole wedding will get cancelled and I will have to be the groom in a gay wedding to Crocodile just so Crocodile could keep his job! Sanji, you were right! This is just like a nightmare - a fucked-up nightmare that is bascially one big drag show on crack cocaine and booze that takes place in Sin City, Las Vegas, Nevada! Get me out of - *wheeze* *cough* - here before I go further into insanity!" Mihawk ranted before going into a coughing and wheezing fit.

"Mihawk, are you okay?" Matsu asked. Mihawk managed to stop coughing and gagging.

"Yeah. It was probably just a small panic attack. I'll be fine," Mihawk said. The group grew silent.

"Well then... Anybody want to go drinking?" Sanji offered. A few minutes later, the eight were sitting in Binks' Saké Irish Pub, drinking and eating fish and chips.

Yo-hohoho, Yo-hohoho,
Yo-hohoho, Yo-hohoho,
Yo-hohoho, Yo-hohoho,
Yo-hohoho, Yo-hohoho

"This is actually wonderful, guys. We're all sitting here, happy and drunk," Sanji slurred, as he was on his fourth pint of Guiness.

"Speak for yourself. I'm still on my first drink," Kartik said with a chuckle. Sanji glared at him.

"Lightweight," Sani muttered. "Waiter, more drinks, please! I need to get my booze on and drown my sorrows!"

Nami laughed really hard and loud.

"I-I'm paralyzed with happiness!" Nami - who was on her seventh drink - slurred before hiccuping. Robin smiled.

"It's nice to see Cook-san lighten up and drown his sorrows with a Don," Robin commented.

"Same here. I'm glad I drunken beer myself," Mihawk said. Several empty glasses that held whiskey surrounded him.

Binkusu no sake wo, todoke ni yuku yo
Umikaze kimakase namimakase
Shio no mukou de, yuuhi mo sawagu
Sora nya wa wo kaku, tori no uta

Sayonara minato, Tsumugi no sato yo
DON to icchou utao, funade no uta
Kinpa-ginpa mo shibuki ni kaete
Oretacha yuku zo, umi no kagiri

The skeleton-like waiter - who had an afro - approached them with more booze and fish and chips.

"I can see that you guys are having fun. But, I don't eyes for seeing. Yohohohoho! Skull joke!" The waiter - whose nametag said "Brook" - said as he put the food and drink down on the table. "Ladies, may I see your panties?"

"Excuse me, you shouldn't be asking a lady that! Not only is it vile and uncouth, but it is sexual harassment!" Kartik said to the waiter.

"You're a pervert! Can we get a new waiter?" Bonney asked to nobody in particular. Law just smirked.

"Miss Bonney, just shut up and eat your fish and chips," Law advised. With a shrug, the waiter walked away.

"Sanji, we should go to Ireland someday! Irish pubs make people happy!" Nami slurred/yelled. Sanji grinned.

"I can possibly arrange for that! I feel like a million bucks right now!" Sanji slurred.

Binkusu no sake wo, todoke ni yuku yo
Warera kaizoku, umi watteku
Nami wo makura ni, negura wa fune yo
Ho ni hata ni ketateru wa dokuro

Arashi ga kita zo, senri no sora ni
Nami ga odoru yo, DORAMU narase
Okubyoukaze ni fukarerya saigo
Asu no asahi ga nai ja nashi

"Cheers, everyone! May we continue to be as lucky as right now!" Sanji said as he raized his glass.

"Cheers!" Everyone yelled as they toasted their drinks. However, after the toast ended, Sanji's iPhone rang, so he had to answer it.

"Hello? No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. We aren't coming to pick you guys up. MGM Grand? You finally found Doflamingo? Thank God! We'll be right there!" Sanji said before hanging up. "Mihawk, good news! The search party is at MGM Grand, and they found Doflamingo!"

"Final-fucking-ly! Now, we can go get Doflamingo, find the crosdressing art thief, and end this needless adventure in Vegas!" Mihawk said before he got out his wallet and put some money down on the table. "Come on, guys, let's go!"

"Hey! We need to pay and tip our waiter, even though he's a perv!" Sanji pointed out. Mihawk just pointed to the money on the table. "Oh. Well, then, let's go!"

"Oh, frabjous day! Ca -" Kartik said before Mihawk cut him off.

"Yeah, Abingdon, we get it! We're going!" Mihawk said as they eight left the pub. Brook returned to the table.

"Now can I see you pant - Oh, I see how it is," Brook said.


Ending Note: Review if you want to see Doflamingo after all of this mayhem.