Prelude to Adventure
You know there were a lot of things that I expected to happen after I graduated high school. I expected to somehow get accepted to some fancy university with boatloads of Financial Aid to back me up. I expected to already have a clearer picture of what career that I wanted to do for the rest of my life. Hell, even when those expectations didn't come to life, I at least expected to enjoy a good day's nap before I have to subject myself to more tortuous menial labor at the Warehouse gig that I've been staying at.
Now to be fair, that expectation partially came true because the moment I reached my apartment, I crashed on my bed.
…Then when I woke up, I found myself sleeping in some food pantry in the middle of the ocean.
How did I know that I was in the middle of the ocean? Well, I figured all the rocking in the room and crashing of the waves below me were solid pieces of evidence that proved me right. Now with the prospect of me now ending up in some random, bizarre location against my will, I acted appropriately for my situation.
"Too tired for all this nonsense…" I drowsily went back to napping on the shifting wooden floor.
What? I was tired…
Way more tired than I expected.
My body felt so much sorer than when I left for work, and I was mentally exhausted for having to deal with my Floor Supervisor for constantly getting on my case for not keeping up with a near perfect TAKT time for packaging orders. It was all so bothersome and suffocating…! A part of me just wanted to smack the asshole in the face and tell him that I was doing my best, but I knew that it was just their job to nag the workers in case they were getting lazy.
But still.
I released a heated sigh from between my teeth and gritted my teeth. To be so constrained to the wants of others and the companies that in turn constrained them was annoying.
No, it was downright infuriating!
I clenched my fist as I felt some swirling sensation as hot as magma emerge in my chest. Just the feeling of helplessness was enough to have me lash out at anything or anyone that can even be the concept for what really pissed me off.
Yeah. Just one punch would be enough to blow all my frustrations and problems away! Yeah, all I need to do is-!
…What the hell am I doing? I blinked as some semblance of reason returned to me. I noticed that I was sitting up and had my fist cocked back to punch…nothing? The air?
Whatever the fuck that had me acting so…intense just now. Weird. It was so weird, yet…refreshing all the same. I was alone so I guess it was usually normal for whenever I had to rant to myself, but that sensation was rather…odd. Sure I've been pissed, but never to that extent or experience it escalate that fast.
It must be because I'm tired. Yep, Michael D. (Don't asked what the D. stands for) Abbot, you're just cranky from overexhaustion and being in the middle of fuck nowhere. So now I'll just rest up and let future me handle my problems.
"Yep time for sleep…tchihi-hmp!" I slapped my hand over my mouth in surprise at the rather odd laugh that I just did. "O-Okay, th-that was just me being tired…Sleep…sleep will fix it and my incredibly tired body…Ah…"
And like that, the sweet embrace of slumber took me.
My nap wasn't all that comfy since I did experience whatever boat or place I was in rock too hard with each crashing wave, along with the weird sensation that I felt around the thighs of my baggy pants. Thankfully whatever it was made the heavy weight in them lessen so I could sleep on my sides that much easier.
After that and the still rocky waves underneath the ship, I slept like a baby.
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SON OF A BITCH! I WAS FUCKING ROBBED OF ALL OF MY SHIT!
I steamed to myself as I said fuck it and decided to raid the food stores of apples, dried meats and other goods that I could find. What? I get hangry especially after a long nap, but that's not the issue here! The issue was that I woke in this weird as shit place with both my cellphone and wallet, and when I woke up, they weren't in my pockets!
Like what the hell!
Who freaking does that!
When I find whoever did this, I'm going to beat their ass, politely insist that they apologize, then beat their ass again! In that exact order!
I know my smartphone was cheap, but it was still my phone along with all of my…*AHEM!* private research material that must never be seen. Oh, they also took my wallet, but jokes on them. I already checked and only had that used Starbucks card that I got from a co-worker for winning a bet and 39 dollars in cash.
Pfft! That sucker ended up with less than they took…
Hah! I bet they're sulking now that they have such a small amount of money. It might have been 39 dollars, but it wasn't 40 dollars though, which was a lot.
"Tchihihihi!" I reveled at the thought of their misery before remembering something. "Wait, hold on…don't I at least have…" I shifted the sweat-stained white bandana that I wore around my forehead and found a wrinkly old dollar bill in it.
Ah, that's right I found this on parking lot grounds at work before I left for home…
Wait.
Hold on.
Doesn't this mean that I just had 40 dollars on me, then lost the whole sum!?
Ooooh! That's it, now I'm really going to beat their ass, make them apologize for stealing my money, beat their ass again, then thank them for indirectly helping me realize that I had 40 dollars on me the whole time, then beat their ass a third time.
In that exact order too!
*THOOOOOM!* *THOOOOOOM!*
"Fuck! Shit! Asshole! Dammit! Fuck!" The pantry became a mess as the entire room, no, the entire ship of wherever I was violently shook by the tides below us. No, even the tides were violently disturbed by something else.
I would have been more concerned with that, the screaming above deck, the raucous roars of countless men, and thunderous (and headache inducing) footsteps of everyone above me. Except the fact that I lost out on having 40 dollars was still getting to me. That odd swirling sensation in my chest returned and grew severe once I heard more noise outside that was starting to grate on my nerves.
Now the rational part of my brain would have usually told me to calm down and ignore them, but it ended up ringing hollow as I was already at the doorway of the pantry.
With my foot reeled back, I kicked the door down, angrily spotted five individuals in the next cabin, who eyes were all on me (well, save for one that was passed out on the floor and oddly enough one in a barrel). But I didn't take much stock in their appearances.
They were obstacles and walls that were denying me the chance to (un)healthily vent my frustrations, and they needed to be dealt with. I didn't even bother to pay attention to the clamoring of the smallest one of the five as I was immediately upon one of the others.
The blonde asshole looking jerk.
"Oi! Who the hell are y-!"
"You dumbasses are too loud, dammit!"
*WHAAAM!*
I roared as my fist was finally able to hit something, as a powerful gust of wind was released as I sent the annoying asshat crashing into the staircase behind him and the other asshole that stood beside him. Said other asshole had his jaw drop to the ground (how the fuck was that even possible?) and could do nothing but bluster at me.
But that weird thing that he…and I guess the small guy behind me was cartoonishly doing with their jaws didn't bother me as I was able to take soothing breath in and out.
"Wow, I feel way better." I scratched the back of my head in relief. "Still pissed off about losing out on 40 dollars, but damn does it feel good to hit something. It's like therapy…but I still get to hit something…huh? Weird, I usually wouldn't say something like this out loud…nor would I up and hit a random stranger in the face either…huh…"
I blinked, then looked around to grasp my surroundings.
I was in another cabin, that much was obvious.
But the people in it…
"Y-You bastard! Just you wait until Captain Alvida hears about this! You're dead!" The remaining asshole, who looked stupid as hell with that facial tattoo struggled to carry his two unconscious mates (fat one looked to have eaten a nasty right hook to the chin) and escaped up the stairs.
"Alvida?" I blinked in confusion and rubbed my chin. "Sounds familiar?"
"U-Um…" A timid voice followed with an unmanly squeak reached my ears as soon my eyes landed on a…what the fuck…? "S-Sir? I don't where you came from, but you gotta hurry and run!" I don't know what I'm looking at. I mean the glasses were ridiculous, but not as ridiculous as… "Those guys are going to get Captain Alvida along with all of their friends, and they're going to kill both of you on the spot!
"They're super scary and won't hesitate to kill everything in their way! You gotta run while you still can!"
I blinked…
And blinked…
Rubbed my eyes.
Then blinked again. "D-Do you have pink hair?"
"E-Eh!? That's what you're concerned about!?" That obviously wasn't the response that…this familiar looking kid was expecting. Again, his jaw did that weird thing where it fell.
"Shishishishi!" But it obviously was funny to the other guy in cabin (or maybe it was a kitchen since it was connected to the pantry I was) with us. "You're a weird guy!" Now ignoring that weirdly familiar laugh, I abruptly turned to the smartass with a witty zinger for the remark.
"I don't want to hear that coming from the weirdo standing in a bar-!" My witty zinger was rightfully put on pause along with my fury over losing 40 dollars and my current predicament with my current unknown whereabouts.
Because right at this moment, I was face to face with an all too familiar face that littered so many of my serialized VIZ manga volumes back at home (or should I say my home dimension considering the ground breaking discovery I found out).
My eye trailed up to the straw hat, the scar under their eye, and that weirdly infectious smile on their face that was too big for the average human to have (but considering how jaws were now dropping to the ground, I'd say that was an understatement).
"Whoa~! Cool, you even have such weird eyes too! They're spinning so fast right now! How do you make them do that? Hey, you wanna join my crew!?"
I blinked and felt my eye twitch as THE main character of one of my favorite serialized manga ever, Monkey D. Luffy just bombarded me with the offer to join his crew.
…I was in One Piece…
A fantastic and batshit insane world…
Faced with this prospect, I reacted the best way that I could.
"At least I didn't end up in Attack on Titan." Relief crashed into my like a bitch as my stiff shoulders fell.
"Eh? Attack on Titan? What's that? Is it food? Can I eat it? Man, I'm hungry… Hey, Weird Eyes are you going to eat that." The rubber man pointed at the apple that I was in the middle of eating before my outburst.
"Nope…here." Robotically, I tossed the apple to the gluttonous straw hat wearing mad lad, who inhaled the fruit in less than a second before tossing it over his shoulder.
"Thanks, but that's not enough. Hey, you have any idea where there's more food?"
"Yeah, there's a pantry right over there. Follow me, it's a bit messy since I've been crashing here for a while, but there's still plenty of food left." For now, until he enters. "I've had my fill of all the dried meats, so you can eat them all." Not like it would have stopped the guy from eating it all anyway.
Luffy's grin grew. "Really? That's awesome! Way to go, Weird Eyes, I knew it was a great idea to have you join my crew!"
I tiredly sighed.
Since when did I even give my consent to even join-? You know what? It was my fault. I admit that since I foolishly went with the flow without thinking it through. Fuck! Was this how everyone felt when Luffy just magically appeared in their lives?
I don't whether to feel honored or annoyed.
…
And hold on…
"Why do you keep calling me Weird Ey-?"
"HOW CAN YOU TWO BE SO CAREFREE!?" The shrieking of a banshee reached our eyes as the kid, ah, Coby. Yep, that's Pre-Garp Coby alright. So, as Coby ran towards panicking like the pre-training coward that he was while Luffy ignored him and entered the pantry to drain the food supply on the ship dry, I only had one thought to voice before slamming the pantry doors closed.
"So…this is my life now…"
I-I honestly have no idea how to feel, but if I can start looking on the bright side…
"Well, at least it beats having to wake up and go to work 12 hours a day for a pay of 12 dollars an hour."
Don't even ask why I made this. I read Silver's Mobuseka fic with his SI having Spiral Powers then read the One Piece Gamer fic "What's HP? Can I eat it?" (I think that's the title). Then bam this story happened. Now if this ever gets out to be more than it is, then I'll be decisive on whether the SI should have a a couple of lovers or just one. The first one who falls for the hot-blooded Shonen wiles of the up and coming Spiral Warrior/Pirate will be shown next chapter.
Now about what the SI was experiencing when he woke up with all that exhaustion, he essentially experienced the aftermath of having his whole biology fucked with to be more like the ridiculous denizens of the One Piece world along with the Spiral energy in him. And like how drastic most things in Gurren Lagann are, you can already tell how it's affecting his personality.
Well, I'm off so Peace Out and have a lovely day!
