Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece or The Sims 2 and I'm certainly not making any profit of this.
a/n: … What?
Chapter one. It's a pirates life for me... right?
It was, as always, a beautiful day in the outskirts of Sim City. The clouds were, although not visible, the whitest shade of white, and the sky, this hidden from our view as well, the light bluest shade of light blue. Everything was… perfect.
A very unlikely place for our ocean-loving Mugiwara Pirates. Never the less, there they were, with a street behind them, a mail box and trash can to their left or right and a big, perfectly green field in front of them.
Luffy, the captain of captains, moved a bit, looked around and was just about to comment on the scenery when suddenly, the game paused.
When the game started again, there was a roomy, one story house in front of them on the field. It was blue with white corners and the roof was black. There were several trees and a few flowers in front of the house. The player had obviously used the motherlode cheat.
The crew's first reaction was, using a shortening in an attempt to keep this rated T, WTF? Luffy and Usopp stared, Usopp missing their trusty boat Going Merry and Luffy thinking the house was awesome. Zoro stared as well, but not on the house and not because he missed Going Merry. He stared because he saw a spot under one of the trees. It was shadowed and the grass underneath looked so fluffy and soft.
It was almost heaven. Not that he showed that in any way.
Sanji, who hadn't been too confused about their whereabouts ("I'm okay as long as I'm with Nami-swan and Robin-chwan!") had taken the first step and peeked into the house. There it was. The kitchen of his dreams. As if Nami and Robin had just suggested a threesome, he happily strolled about in the kitchen in temporary bliss, forgetting all about One Piece and All Blue.
Nami and Robin, on the other hand, had both stumbled across a library. Books about everything could be found, navigation, treasures, archaeology and history. All could be found, for the bookcases in The Sims 2™ aren't very specific.
Meanwhile, Luffy had noticed a man he didn't recognise. The man had brown, shaggy hair and brown eyes. His facial features were, quite frankly, handsome. He was the same length as all other males, wearing a blue shirt and grey pants.
"Who the hell are you?" Luffy asked, counting his crew in his head. Usopp, Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Robin… who was missing?
"What? Luffy, you don't recognise me? I'm Tony Tony Chopper" As if he's just been deeply insulted, a deep red blush spread in his face.
"Eh? Chopper? Are you sure? You don't look like yourself at all!" Luffy exclaimed. This was too much for him, and he was starting to get hungry.
"I don't?" The blush was immediately replaced by a sickingly pale colour as Chopper looked down at his hooves and found… hands. And they weren't hairy at all! "GAAH!" He screamed and waved his arms in the air in front of himself furiously, as if the hands would fall off and reveal his hooves again. He ran into the house in search for a mirror.
Luffy stared after him and shrugged. He'd rather not deal with the hysterical Chopper at all. Instead he decided to look around. Maybe he'd find something interesting?
In the kitchen, a startled looking Sanji just realised that he cannot cook! Le gasp!
"What's this?" He exclaimed dramatically, obviously not knowing that all Sims start with zero skills. The pie menu with his head in the middle only had three options: Instant meal, cereal and Toaster pastries. "I cannot cook!" Sanji exclaimed again.
"What are you doing?" Usopp asked the crying cook as he came through the front door.
"I cannot coooook!" The cook explained, gripping Usopp by the collar and shaking him back and forth.
"Why don't you just… read a book about cooking?" The sharpshooter asked with one finger in the air. Sanji stopped shaking Usopp around and stared at him.
"Why would I do that?"
"Well, it is common knowledge that all new Sims must build up their skills by doing things associated to that skill. If you, for example, want better physique, you have to train or do things that'll make you sweat."
Sanji looked at him in awe, and so did Luffy who for some reason was there. "That's awesome Usopp! How do you know so much?" Luffy asked.
And so, Usopp explained why exactly he knows so much about The Sims 2™. The readers, however, will not find out for it is not important… or is it?
Meanwhile, Nami had gotten tired of reading because her bladder was low. Robin, however, could continue reading forever. Reading made all her stats go up.
Tiptoeing down the hallway, Nami opened every door she passed, tying to find the bathroom. The first room had two beds, a laptop, a lamp and a few posters and paintings on the walls. Behind the second door was the kitchen, where Sanji, Usopp and Luffy were discussing skills. The third room had five beds in it, and nothing else because there was no more room.
Then, finally, in the far end, a bathroom fit for a queen was. It was big, spacious and with light blue details. Giving a squeal of happiness, she sat down on the toilet without pulling up her shirt. A censor covered half of her body, surprising her somewhat.
"What the f-"
The f-word, whatever it might be, was interrupted, though, because Chopper came running in. He ran straight to the mirror and stared at himself for a long time before he noticed Nami's death glares.
"Oh, hello Nami! Why are you censored?" He asked, giving her a smile, temporarily forgetting his own problem.
Nami narrowed her eyes. "Get. Out." She hissed dangerously.
Slowly, Chopper backed out of the bathroom.
a/n: I'll stop here… can't say I really like playing the sims 2 becauseit fucks up my computer but I hope you enjoyed this chapter… if not, you can always flame me. That will make me sad though, so please don't. Pleaseexcuse any spelling and/or grammar errors I might have missed.
Yeah and the survival of this fic kind of depends on your opinions. I won't say "I won't update unless I get 5 or more reviews", but I can't see the point of writing a fic and putting it on FF (dot) net if nobody reads it. If that's how it is, I might as well just write it for myself. In Swedish.