After the introduction of the cake, Nami slipped the box into the fridge. She also messed with the lock on the fridge, too. Usually Sanji snaps one on, but one gomu gomu pistol of Luffy and that thing is a goner. Everyone could've sworn that they saw sparks and heard screwdriver noises.

Soon, day passed, and the blazing sun transformed into a luminous moon.

Luffy was dying. His pool of drool was now flooding his whole bedroom because that cake's scent wafted all over the Thousand Sunny. He couldn't sleep at all.

He recalled that at dinner they were near the fridge, and everyone was twitching (except Nami, she ate in her room, but eyed the kitchen for people who tried to leave).

That was pure torture.

" OK!" Luffy slammed is fist on is left hand(it was covered in drool so it made a splash)." I will take the cake and eat it now so my nakama won't suffer anymore!"

He crept downstairs, shadowed in darkness.

The scent was strengthening...

Luffy's stomach gave a huge growl.

"Huh? Who's there?" A curly design spoke.

Luffy couldn't see who it was because the design was shrouded in smoke and darkness.

"I am here in service for Nami-chwan!" Sanji bellowed, his curly eyebrow bouncing up and down. " Come near this precious fridge and I'll beat you to the end of your life!"

Though Sanji was twitching and drooling himself.


Zoro, Chopper, and Franky were moving as a team. This night, they decided to take the cake and split it in three.(You can call them team 2, Luffy being team 1).

" Besides, we're not the ones eating all the food. Luffy is." Chopper whispered. " We don't deserve this torture."

All three of them were drenched in drool. Even Zoro, the next serious person to Robin.

"That devil woman." Zoro muttered, silently cursing at Nami.

Suddenly they saw a shadow of a straw hat.

"Luffy?" Franky whispered.

" No surprise." Zoro tightened his grip on his swords." And that perv cook is on Devil Nami's side. No surprise either."

"Plus Luffy's drool puddle is trailing from his room." Chopper thought." He must be suffering more than u-...Wait, what is he doing?"


Luffy stretched his arm that it was nearly touching the handle of the fridge. Sanji was too into his imagination, thinking about how Nami will thank him when he protected the cake for 2 weeks. Hearts were exploding out of Sanji at rapid rate.

" What an idiot, that woman lover.." Usopp muttered.

He was with Brooke and Robin. You can call them team 3.

Robin, using her Devil Fruit ability, saw that there were 2 other teams, Luffy and ZoroFrankyChopper(Yes, I put the names together on purpose..).

"In fact, Zoro's team decide to cut the lock and use Chopper's rumble ball defense sphere mode to distract while Franky get's the cake." Robin whispered, overhearing team 2's conversation.

A trickle of drool appeared on her bottom lip. " That's an intense cake..." Robin thought as she wiped it with her sleeve."


Meanwhile, Nami was sleeping peacefully on her queen bed.

Wearing noseplugs.

Breathing through her mouth.

No Drool.


Luffy, his hand gripping on the fridge, decided to swing his body to his hand, kicking Sanji in the process.

"He's my nakama, but I'm doing this for a greater purpose." Luffy said.

Little did he know there were eyes looking at him and ears hearing him on the wall.