I am not Eiichiro Oda and do not own One Piece or any of its characters. I am just borrowing them to scare the oogamakatiki out of Usopp.
Vision 2: Sunglasses & Scissors
That stressful day of July the 2nd had tired the entire crew out, even Nami, who had been making sure that Sanji was preparing her the absolute perfect birthday cake ever to be seen/eaten. Apparently running around the small town at which the Going Merry was docked reminding Sanji get peanut butter crispies, chocolate cake filling, sugar flowers, 45 pounds of cake mix, coconut-vanilla-lemon frosting and such was just as hard as Luffy's attempts to make a distinguishable birthday present.
Usopp had been in his quarters all day busily working at his desk, attaching battery-powered squeeges and squirters to a pair of fashionable orange sunglasses, that when turned on would clean the glasses every half hour. It was now nightfall, and he was putting the finishing touches on with some super glue and home-made confetti. Clatter! Sounded the scissors as they fell to the floor. "Oops," Said Usopp as he bent to pick them up. He turned and looked at his clock. It read 11:52. "I guess It's time for bed."
Usopp took a small bottle with a brush built into the lid out of one of his desk drawers. It was a special gloss to be put on a substance for a glossy finish. Usopp spread a thick layer over the confetti he had put on the glasses and replaced the bottle, smiling at his work. He got up from his desk, prepared himself for a long sleep, and dove into his bed. "Let's just hope that I don't have another horrible nightmare," He whispered to his bear, and was soon snoring under cloak of darkness.
His dream began in a shop filled with scissors, millions and millions of different types of scissors. Everything was made from scissors or looked like scissors, and it was very hard to see through the scissor-windows. Usopp felt like he was being watched. He heard a noise, and figured it was just somebody using a pair of scissors. But the noise grew closer. Usopp whirled around and was horrified at what he saw. A pair of scissors was on the floor behind him---standing up on its blades. There were two eyes in the fingerholes and the top of the scissors reached up to Usopp's waist, and as they waddled toward him, they made a sinister snip, snip,snip sound. Usopp struggled to control himself. He kept telling himself that it was only a dream and backed away slowly from the scissors. But they waddled after him still. Snip, snip, snip… the sound haunted him. Soon Usopp bumped into the door. Carefully he opened it, carefully stepped out so that the scissors would not notice. As he closed the door, he stuck a plank of wood under the handle so the door could not be opened by the scissors. But from behind him came the haunting sound—snip, snip, snip. He couldn't believe himself.
Turning around, he saw 10 or 20 pairs of the Sinister Walking Scissors of Snipdom.
"No..n-no..no…no..NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He jumped over the group and bolted down the street. He must escape! He must be free of these sharp-tipped feinds! He must have an antacid! No, wait….
Filtering off of a side street, nearly 100 Sinister Walking Scissors of Snipdom stepped in front of Usopp's path, blocking him from escape. He whipped around and started to run the other way, but was stopped in his tracks by another 100 Sinister Walking Scissors of Snipdom blocked his path.
This was it! There was no escape for poor Usopp. They crawled over him, bringing him down. He felt them all over, poking him, prodding him, until one snipped, and much too low…….
Usopp felt even less "manly."
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Usopp woke up screaming. Once he quieted himself, he looked over at his clock. It said 6:13. It was already Nami's birthday.
Suddenely the door banged open, and ther stood Luffy. He said, "Usopp! Are you allright?
Did you find that thumbtack I dropped in here last week or something? And why are your sheets wet?"
