I've been getting into One Piece recently and I wanted to try my hand at a one-shot. I read a really good fanfic about what would happen if Brooke was turned in for his bounty, which gave me an idea. What would happen if you tried to turn in Chopper for his bounty?

The Bounty of Tony Tony Chopper

"You guys are positive this is him?" The navy official held up the piece of paper next to the face of the fuzzy individual in the cage trying to look for similarities.

"Of course, we're sure.That's totally the guy on the wanted poster!" The bounty hunter leader argued with some of his men backing him up.

"Yeah!"

"That's definitely him."

"You tell him boss!"

The marine lieutenant held up a hand to shush them. "So you say but I'm not too sure. I have to be 100% positive this is the same guy err… animal on the poster. For all I know, you could've stolen somebody's pet dog and put a hat on it."

"Who are you calling a dog you dummy!?"

Four bounty hunters and one marine lieutenant turned their heads towards the sea stone cage containing one toddler sized anthropomorphic reindeer.

"The dog can talk!" The marine and bounty hunters shouted in unison.

"Of course, I can!"

"See. I told you I heard it speak when it was kicking our asses!"

The short bounty hunter got nudged hard.

"I mean… when we kicked its butt!"

The marine pretended to believe him.

"I'm not a dog. I'm a reindeer!" The not-dog in the cage shouted.

The bounty hunter leader pointed at the cage. "Like I said that definitely not a normal animal. It's probably a whatjamacallit! The animal people. You know. A munk or whatever."

"I'm a reindeer you bastard!"

"Okay… Maybe this creature is the same on the wanted poster. I think?"

"Are you serious? You're still not convinced!? He's even wearing the same clothes in the photo."

"Maybe you forced him to wear them. Look, anyone can wear the clothes. What matters is who's wearing them." Humans were one thing, but animals were outside this marine's area of expertise. It was way easier to identify a human than an animal in his opinion. Regular means weren't gonna cut it. So it was time to use a certified technique for identifying captive outlaws. "Are you the one on this poster?"

"N-No?" Chopper said.

"Okay."

Every bounty hunter dropped to the floor in comedic fashion. It should've been simple. Find person, capture person, go to marine base, hand over person, get money. Turning them over should have been the hardest part.

"Sorry. I don't think you have the right wolf."

"Reindeer!"

'Are you serious!?" The bounty hunter leader shouted.

"Innocent until proven guilty." The marine shrugged. "Animals are a lot harder to prove since they all look similar."

"He walks on two legs and talks! What more do you want?"

"Wait. I can prove that's him." A fatter bounty hunter called out. He dug around in his bag labeled emergency food, pulling out a pink fluffy sugary cloud on a stick which he tossed into the cage.

Just one look was all it took for Chopper to recognize his favorite food. He couldn't resist catching it in his hoof, wasting no time for a bite of teeth-rotting snack.

"See! He looks just like he does in the poster!"

Chopper froze in place, thinking if he stood completely still, he'd disappear. Coincidently keeping himself in the exact same pose of his wanted poster. The marine held up the poster once again to compare side by side. It was like looking at a copy of the wanted photo.

"Well, I'll be darned.. You actually brought in a member of the straw hat pirates. Consider me impressed."

The bounty hunters erupted in cheers and yells. Their boss walking up to the front desk, hand stretched out for their payment.

"Just make sure you fill out the paperwork before you go." The marine took out a single 100 beri bill from his desk. "Here's your reward for the bounty. Thank you for your service."

The boss blinked. "What the hell is this?"

"Your reward."

"I can see that. Where's the rest of it?"

The marine tapped chopper's wanted poster.

Wanted.

Dead or Alive.

Chopper.

100 Beri.

"I thought that was a typo or an abbreviation of one hundred million beri."

"We don't do those mistakes or abbreviations on bounties. Whatcha see is whatcha get. And whatcha getting is one hundred beri."

"H-How! You've got wanted pirates worth hundreds of millions of Beri! So why is that Tanuki worth pocket change?"

"Who are you calling a tanuki you bastard!?"

Chopper's outburst went ignored as the marine spoke. "Bounties are assigned based on the strength, nefariousness, and crimes of the individual which Is judged by the higher ups of the marines."

"Oh, that thing is not worth just 100 Beri. That thing left thirty of my men injured, beaten, and bruised."

"It's true. Look what he did to me." The fatter bounty hunter raised his shirt to show a bruise in the shape of an animal's hoof.

"It was a miracle we managed to trap him."

"Yeah. I mean, it's not like we tripped and shoved him in the cage while his back was turned-" The shortest hunter had multiple hands cover his mouth.

The marine stared at the small fuzzy creature supposedly responsible for their demise. "I know it's not my place to criticize but have you considered a different line of work?"

"He wasn't little when he did this to us."

"One moment he's toddler sized and the next he's like seven feet tall."

"Then the racoon went hopping all over the place with punches and kicks shout wa-cha and hi-yah." The hunter kicked his foot up in the air to demonstrate.

"He shouted things like Heavy Point and Whatever Point."

"Right…" The marine pretended to believe them.

"We're getting off topic. How can he be worth only one hundred beri? There's no way he can have a bounty that low." The short bounty hunter argued.

The marine simply shrugged. "Beats me. I'm not the one who assigns the bounties to pirates. That thing's the pet of a pirate which technically makes it a pirate by association."

"No. How can a bounty be that low? Even the poorest bounty I've seen has at least four zeros on the paper."

"Look, maybe the bounty doesn't match his strength. I'll give you that. But do you know what we do to pirate with bounties. We execute them. As in chopping off their heads and letting them roll in front of the people. It's a demonstration of power to show no one is above the law and that even the worst people are brought to justice. People can stand men and women being executed but animals are different." The marine pointed to chopper. "No one wants to see a cute animal's head separated from its body. If we put the panda on the chopping block, people are gonna think we're monsters."

Chopper's outburst went ignored once again.

"If chopping his head of is too much, just hang him."

"Or burn him alive."

"You can always drown him."

"Skip the theatrics. I say snap his neck and be done with it."

"I think you guys are missing the point."

"Well he's still a pirate's pet! That's gotta count for something. I need money and fast. I've got hospital bills to pay and supplies to buy. Not to mention a debt to pay off that cage we've got him in."

"Okay, we'll take him. One hundred Beri." The marine offered.

"We need more than a hundred beri."

"Then sell him to a circus. Rules state that there's no haggling for the bounty of a pirate. You bring em in; you get what's on the paper. We only adjust bounties based on if the captured target is alive or dead. Thankfully though you got him in alive, so you get the full bounty. One hundred Beri."

"Oh right. Cause I'd really hate to have 40 beri knocked off the price if we brought him in no longer kicking."

"You brought in a pet. What were you expecting?"

"That thing is not a pet. That is a monster!" The lead bounty hunter argued. "He should be worth way more than that!"

"Yeah!" Chopper yelled. "I should be!"

The marine lieutenant kicked over his desk. "I've heard enough. The bounty is staying as is. One hundred beri. Take it or leave it."

The bounty hunter called all his men into a group huddle.

"Any ideas boys? We didn't go through all this just for pocket change."

"I don't know. One hundred beri doesn't sound so bad boss." The smallest bounty hunter spoke out earning himself a slap upside the head.

"We're not staying stuck with that thing."

"Why not? We were just talking about getting a mascot the other night."

"Aww I wanted a hawk. Or a dog! It'd be great for picking up scents."

"Let's eat him. I hear reindeer's a delicacy in some parts of the sea."

"You bastard's I'm not a reind- Oh wait. You got it right."

"Eh. Better to save him for emergency rations."

"Ooh! Ooh! Let's sell him back to the Strawhats for money!"

"Jimmy you bozo that's… Actually, a good idea." According to the wanted poster of the strawhat captain on the bunty board, this pet's captain was worth half a billion beri. He was bound to be loaded with a bounty that high on his head.

"Stay away from my… friends…" Chopper strength was drained the moment he touched the bars of his cage. "Wait till I… get…. Out of here…"

"You aren't getting out of there tanuki. This cage was built to hold even the strongest of pirates. Those titanium covers and sea stone prison bars can hold back even a marine lieutenant. It set us back over a hundred million." It hurt just to admit that out loud. "But after me and my boys capture some big names, this thing will've paid for itself in no time."

"Just you wait. I will…. escape…" The strength drained from Chopper once again with one touch of those bars.

"Don't kid yourself. You'd have to be a giant to break out of there shrimp."

"I'm not a shrimp, I'm a reindeer you idiot! Hold on. A giant?"

"That's right. I paid good money to make sure this thing holds back even a warlord of the sea. With this baby we're… Oy! Whatcha got there possum?"

A dozen or so pairs of eyes turn towards the reindeer in a cage who was holding a yellow ball that he popped into his mouth like candy.

"Rumble!"

Chopper made a speedy getaway in his deer form, taking off as fast as his four legs could move. Behind him in the distance was piles of rubble formerly known as the Marine's headquarters on this island. Chopper didn't think he'd done too much damage. He'd only wrecked a building or two… or ten. Compared to what his friends could do he considered it didn't seem like much to be honest.

"Hurry up men! Double time! We've got report of a giant monster of sorts spotted in the area." A platoon of marine's ran straight towards the remains of their base. Chopper did the first thing he could think of. Act natural. Biting down on some grass as the marines ran right past him.

A sigh left his lips once the marines were out of sight. It was a good thing his deer form looked so unique from all the other forms.

Come to think of it, that guy did say your bounty was partly based on the crimes you've committed.

Maybe he'd finally get a huge bounty like all his friends. Chopper smiled all the way back to the Sunny, imagining how many zeroes he'd see under his name the next time his wanted flyer was updated.