Rating: G
Usopp had been doing this for years. Filing away bits and pieces of his adventures in his mind so that one day he could share them with Kaya. He wondered if she would even believe them, they were bigger than any tall tale he could have told. He thought to tell her of the fighting chefs and how he'd defeated a merman all on his own merits. How he'd traveled to an island in the sky and a rich desert kingdom.
He could tell the tale of how he sailed with the Pirate King, his warm and infectious laughter that could brighten up the dullest of moods. How even the greatest swordsman in the world wasn't immune to that grin. How they really did find All Blue and how stacks of maps built into piles that one day really would be enough to chart the entire world.
So when he walked up that trail in Syrup village many years later, he wondered what kind of woman he would find. He wondered if she would lean out of that window and into his stories with bright eyes and a genuine laugh. He climbed up the tree with tales in mind and a pebble in his hand. And as soon as he saw her face, the smile between them spoke more words than he could possibly have said himself.