So I don't really have the steam to write a real chapter but hopefully some of you will find this amusing.

OMAKES

Deku looked up at the four figures hovering above his bed with abject and unadulterated horror; the fear outweighing ever the pain throbbing through his entire body.

"His body is whole on the inside and mush on the inside," Luffy commented, poking Deku's busted arm with his the tip of his pinky finger. Under most circumstances, this would be horribly painful but, at this point, everything hurt so hero-in-training didn't even feel it. "He's a human spring roll."

"Hmmm, this young man's control over his abilities is quite lacking," the beautiful, dark-haired woman commented warmly, cocking her head to the side."I wonder if punching something hard enough would backfire and cause him to explode."

And, with that, the young man's heart very nearly lept right out of his chest. 'I wonder if I can use my tongue to scootch my way off this hospital bed?'

"Seriously, Robin, why don't you just hold a gun to the poor kid's head?" The dark-skinned man with an abnormally long nose commented before giving Deku a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, kid, we'll get you all patched up and fix that arm. Right, Law?"

"Mmmhmmm," the scary tattooed man nodded, pulling on a mask and pair of latex gloves. "It's been a while since I've been able to do surgery the old-fashion, should be fun."

"Really?" Robin asked. "How do you stay in-practice then?"

"By breaking into hospitals and taking the place of one of the surgeons," Law shrugged. "Civilian hospitals are easier but I prefer to do it in marine hospitals; they have the best equipment and there are always people who need to be operated on. Plus, if something goes wrong, I don't have to feel bad about it. Now" his dark eyes turned to the young teen and he picked up a scalp, "let's get started."

Deku squeaked.

Aizawa, Principal Nezu, and All Might all gathered around the two-way mirror, staring dumbfounded into the small interview room where one of the Academy's counselors did there best to break through the rubbery young vigilante's the deep psychosis involving pirates and mythical treasures.

"...and that's why there's no such thing as a 'One Piece'," the exasperated counselor explained.

"No," the young man snapped back, having started to grown annoyed with the questioning. "One Piece does exist and I'm going to find it, then I will be King of the Pirates! And if you say it isn't real again I'll hit you."

Usually, the threat of violence would be cause for concern but the young man hadn't shown any signs of being dangerous yet so, while they'd be keeping an eye on him, not alarms were raised just yet.

The counselor looked like he was ready to rip out his hair but forced the in-coming nervous breakdown away and sighed. "Okay, how about we take this from the top? Can you please state your name?"

"My name is Monkey D. Luffy and I'm going to be King of the Pirates!"

Aizawa eyed the scene, "How long have we been going at this?"

Principal Nezu glanced down at his watch, "Three hours."

"Shouldn't we stop that?" All Might asked nervously, pointing to the counselor attempting to strangle his would-be patient.

"So this was the League of Villains, huh?" Sanji asked, lightly kicking one of the dozen of fallen foes the Straw Hat and allies had taken on.

"Pretty pathetic if you asked me," Zoro gruntled, taking a swing of a bottle he'd found in some random cabinet... which, upon closer examination, might actually be rubbing alcohol. "Not a single one of them landed a hit on me. I didn't even bleed a little; Can I even call this a proper battle?"

"Not getting hurt is a good thing, you idiot!" Chopper shrieked.

"A touch underwhelming, I do agree but I must admit that I'm fond of the name," Robin giggled from her perch on Franky's -who was far to busy pawing through the scraps of interesting tech laying around to pay attention- shoulder. "It is quite classy."

"Classy? They literally advertise that they're the bad guys! It's as subtle as a brick to the face," Usopp complained, playing with the string of his slingshot.

"Oooooh! Ace, Sabo, and I used to play a game like that," Luffy chimed in excitedly, looking up from where he was putting unconscious villains into amusing posses. "They throw bricks or big rocks at me then try to hit them with their pipes when it would bounce back!"

"Of course you did, Luffy," Usopp said, barely paying attention to his captain. "But, uh, what are we supposed to do with all of these guys?"

"All Might-ya and the others are going to be by later to collect them," Law gruntled. Then, mostly to himself, he wondered out loud as he eyed the many interesting looking medicinal contractions laying around, "I wonder if they need to be completely intact?"

"Perhaps you should use this chance to collect some appendixes," Robin suggested. "With enough, you might even be able to learn what they do."

"Robin, don't suggest such scary things!" Usopp snapped. "Especially since Law is scary enough to do it!"

"So, a question as been rattling around in this empty skull of mine: If we defeated these villains, does that make us heroes?" Brook asked, heating up some water for tea using a laboratory Bunson burner.

Just about everyone cringed at the question. Pirates as heroes? No way! They could be heroic, sure, if the situation demanded it but that was different.

"Heroes would have to turn over all this money," Nami, who'd made quick work of finding several hidden safes and emptying the pockets of all their knocked out foes, "and they pay taxes on their money. I plan on keeping all this money for myself."

"You know you can't spend that back home, right?" Zoro asked, immediately causing a fight with Sanji who accused him of calling his dear Nami stupid.

The navigator shrugged, "Sure, but I can use it buy things I can sell for belli once we get back."

"You should use this time to gather as much information possible on these foes, Nami, then you can sell it to the heroes for a heft sum," Robin said, thinking back to her time as an assassin. "Experience has told me that secrets are worth more than their weight in gold."

Jim, League of Villains intern, put all of his energy into saying as still and lifeless as possible. These people were clearly insane and he felt his grip on reality slipping every moment he had to listen to them.