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Chapter 11 – Room for pirates?
Things couldn't possibly get more awkward for Lynn this Friday afternoon. Not only had her plans for hiding the Straw Hats gone kaput, the crew were introduced to her parents in the worst way imaginable.
"There's a perfectly good explanation for this..." Lynn smiled innocently. Her mum wasn't having any of it.
"Who exactly ARE these people?" demanded Mrs. Vienna, a millimetre away from snapping. She wasn't exactly a patient type. Before Lynn could answer, Luffy gladly replied for her.
"Hi! I'm Monkey D. Luffy! The man who's going to become pi—" Nami clamped his mouth shut before he could reveal anything else.
"Oh, they're just friends of mine," Lynn said with a sheepish shrug.
"And, why on earth are they staying at OUR house without permission?" Her mum narrowed her eyes.
"Because they have nowhere else to go," replied Lynn, being half honest.
"What? They have no homes of their own?" Her mum raised an eyebrow.
"Well, technically, yes, but they can't GET home." Lynn thought hard about how to explain, but sighed after a minute or two and settled with, "long story."
Mrs. Vienna was NOT convinced by Lynn's 'brilliant' explanation. "You will explain this 'long story,' young lady, or no further discussions."
Lynn pondered hard over choices of a good cover story. Well, she couldn't exactly tell her parents that her friends were 'vicious' pirates now, could she? For one, they'd never even believe her! First impressions are very important, and Lynn did not want to mess up this introduction.
Parents: mad = Straw Hats go bye-bye + Lynn: screwed.
Now, she had to think things through carefully…
"WHAT?" Mr. Vienna's voice caused everyone to turn towards him. Lynn slapped her forehead when she saw that Luffy was grinning beside her dad, and had most probably said some things he shouldn't have…
"So one of them is a greedy thief, one of them drinks alcohol, one of them smokes, and one of them plays with guns and cannons?"
"Yep!" grinned Luffy. "And Zoro's a brilliant swordsman, too!"
Mr. Vienna's jaw dropped further. "He plays with knives, too?"
"LUFFY!" Lynn wanted to hit him for saying something like that so carelessly. She didn't have to, because Nami did that for her out of pure anger.
"SHUT UP!" Nami yelled, bringing her fist down on his head fiercely. "Out of all the things you could have said, why that?" She knew that if they were kicked out of the house, it would mean having to rent someplace somewhere for temporary stay, and that would cost money. She was so mad that she didn't realise her action wasn't a wise one.
Mr. and Mrs. Vienna stared in shock at the large bump rising off of Luffy's head and glanced at the female thief with her wild and ferocious expression of evil.
Lynn's parents' first impression of Nami: an extremely violent criminal.
Obviously, this was the perfect time for Zoro to butt in with his correction of Mr Vienna's association mistake. "Actually, they're katana, not knives," said Zoro, rolling his eyes. "Don't compare me to the shit cook."
"I don't play with knives, marimo. You insult me by saying that," snarled Sanji. "I use just knives for cooking; God knows what you do when you get physical with your swords."
Zoro's furious death glare at Sanji caused both Mr. and Mrs. Vienna to step back in fear. This 'swordsman' looked like he wanted to skin Sanji alive and fry him before slicing him up into bite size pieces.
Lynn's parents' first impression of Zoro: a potential mass murderer.
Lynn held her head as Zoro and Sanji's bickering began to rouse again. "Please!" she begged in exasperation. "Just pipe down! Both of you!"
"I'll do anything for you, Lynn-chan!" Sanji wriggled his body in happiness and swooned around Lynn. Okay, bad move. She forgot she should have prepared for this...
"What... is he doing?" Mrs. Vienna blinked.
"Oh, Sanji's just always like that when he sees girls!" grinned Luffy.
Staring at Sanji's noodle dance and perverted gaze that was fixed on their daughter, Mr. and Mrs. Vienna exchanged a horrified look. Moreover, neither of them failed to notice the smell of cigarettes lingering on his clothes.
Lynn's parents' first impression of Sanji: a paedophile and possible rapist. And, maybe… a druggy?
"Just stop talking!" Usopp hissed at Luffy, giving him a shove.
Luffy shoved him back but maybe a tad too hard. Usopp, unprepared for such a force to be applied on his shoulder, went toppling and tripped over his own feet, shoulder bag spilling its contents in the process.
"What's this?" asked Mr. Vienna, picking up a round ball from the floor that fell from Usopp's bag.
"Um, that's nothing really..." Usopp said nervously.
"Isn't that your newly invented bomb-thing you showed me the other day?" asked Luffy, pointing at the sphere in Mr. Vienna's hand. Usopp hushed Luffy quickly, but this action allowed Mr. and Mrs. Vienna to confirm that Luffy was telling the truth.
"A b-bomb?" Mr Vienna dropped the thing in shock, flinching as it landed on the floor with a thud. Usopp quickly picked it back up and stuffed it into his bag.
Mr. and Mrs. Vienna exchanged a look and glanced at Usopp's bulging bag. God knows what else was in there, and wasn't he supposedly the one who played with guns and cannons?
Lynn's parents' first impression of Usopp: a terrorist.
"Can this situation get any worse…?" groaned Lynn, rubbing her temples. Actually, the answer was 'yes.'
With a blur of blue and a loud chirp, Luffy was sent stumbling back a few steps by something flying at his face. His straw hat flew away, but he caught it quickly and brought it back in front of him. The bird was simply perched on his head, staring down at him, upside down, with a hopeful look on its face. Lynn and Luffy both blinked, for they recognised the bird.
Glancing at the open window in her bedroom, Lynn didn't have to guess where the bird flew in. 'That bird followed me?' she thought, confused as to what on earth that thing had against her or Luffy, for that matter.
"AARRH!" yelled a voice, and Lynn quickly turned to see what was wrong. Luffy stood, staring at his hat in horror and poking his pinkie through the small hole in the edge of it. His face twisted into a snarl and he grabbed the 'innocent' bird off his shoulder and tried to strangle it.
"You ripped my hat!" he shouted furiously, shaking the poor bird back and forth.
"Twi… tw- tweeet!" (translation: I... d-didn't mean... to!) screeched the bird, gasping for breath.
The Straw Hats and Lynn all knew Luffy's rule of 'never mess with the hat,' but a certain couple of parents didn't. And, they didn't see why Luffy snapped and was trying to kill poor bird.
Lynn's parents' first impression of Luffy: an animal slaughterer.
Nami pinched Luffy's cheek and whilst distracted, he loosened his grip on the bird, allowing it to flutter away, landing itself on the nearest 'safe' shoulder it could find, which just happened to be Lynn's.
Mrs. Vienna seemed to take this the wrong way. "Oh, so you're keeping pets without permission now?" demanded Mrs. Vienna, glaring at Lynn furiously.
"You know how much your mum hates animals in the house," said Mr. Vienna, shaking his head.
"But, wait, I don't even know this bird!" Lynn protested quickly.
"Well it seems to know you," Mrs. Vienna persisted. "And, it flew from out of your room."
"Hey, but it's not my fault that thing's following me!" Of course, her parents assumed that was just another excuse.
"I am very disappointed with you, young lady," scowled Lynn's furious mum. "That was the final straw. You're GROUNDED!"
The last word was spat with such intensity that everyone in the hall, including the bird, flinched and cowered slightly. Seeing the situation was tight, the bird decided to evacuate itself and shot through the window, leaving fast as lightning. Mrs. Vienna ignored the bird as she eyed everyone, excluding her husband, with an evil glare.
"And, I'm going to have to ask your friends to leave," she said to Lynn, emphasising the word 'friends' as if she meant 'scoundrels' or 'partners in crime.'
"But mu-"
"NO BUTS!" shouted Mrs. Vienna, cutting her daughter off and making her recoil. Then she added in a hiss, "Don't come back until you've gotten rid of them."
Lynn stood to attention, probably out of terror, and obediently shooed the pirate crew downstairs and out of the front door, half dragging, half shoving.
"I can't believe our daughter is hanging around with people like them," scowled Mrs. Vienna, pinching the bridge of her nose as the front door slammed shut. "Honestly, kids these days."
"Great. Just great." Lynn sighed as she walked with the Straw Hats down the street. All of them had been kicked out of the house; even Lynn, if only temporarily.
"What does 'grounded' mean?" asked Luffy, picking his nose casually.
"It's a terrible punishment for kids who do not obey their 'almighty parents'," said Lynn, sneering the last two words. "Basically, for the next week or so, I have no freedom whatsoever. No telly, no video games, no non-school-related outings; nothing."
"That's harsh," said Nami, feeling sorry for Lynn.
"And it's all thanks to you guys!" Lynn yelled at the boys.
"What was wrong with you back there?" asked Usopp. "Usually you're feisty when it comes to arguments, but you looked like you were going to shit yourself when your mum shouted at you." Lynn glared at him and he grumbled, "Okay, okay, exaggeration…"
"I'm not scared of my mum or anything," explained Lynn, "In fact, I'm usually the one that wins our arguments. But, that's because she's unreasonable. Today, I hate to admit it, it was kind of my fault in the first place."
Sanji protested with this statement, but everyone ignored him. It was indeed true that they were in the wrong. Lynn was about to scowl at Luffy for his idioticness during their introductions, but stopped when she saw his pained expression. She felt sorry for him.
"Stupid bird…" grumbled Luffy, holding his Straw Hat protectively.
"Don't worry, I'll fix it later," reassured Nami, and Luffy nodded, more at ease. Nami then turned to Lynn and pulled a face. "So, what now?"
"How would I know?" Lynn shrugged, "I didn't plan for this."
"Well, don't you have hotels or anything in your world?" asked Zoro.
"Oh, a hotel!" Lynn's face lit up. "That's a good idea!"
Everyone, apart from Luffy, sweat dropped at her slowness. It was as if she completely forgot there were such things called hotels around; well, maybe she did. We might never know…
(Somewhere across the town…)
A strange man stood in the middle of a room in a place that was unfamiliar to him. Looking around the area with his make-up coated eyes, he pouted.
"What is this place?" he wondered aloud.
The room looked like a bedroom, yet different. What were those rectangular boxes blasting out noises? What was that other box with flashing images? What was that other box and small mouse-like piece of plastic on the desk? Why were there so many weird boxes? 'Confused' could not even begin to describe his emotions. There was also a part of him that was excited to see such a new environment. That light he had accidentally walked through… was it magic?
"W-WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?"
There was a man sitting on the bed, with weird things sticking into his ears—a young man in his twenties with a nose ring and spiky hair. He was a gang leader, who was still pissed off about a matter many days ago, as his revenge had STILL not taken place. Jason was his name to be specific. He had been sitting in his bedroom, minding his own business, when some freak suddenly intruded.
The intruder turned at Jason's voice, not realising beforehand that there was someone in the room, and Jason jumped when he saw the intruder's face and clothing clearly.
What the heck? Was it Halloween? No, that had passed already... But, the man that stood before him wore some sort of ballerina costume with stupid swan heads and wings sticking from both shoulders. His face was made-up in the most ridiculous way. It should have been embarrassing, even for a girl, to be presented in such a disgusting manner. The guy was a freaking he-she!
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?" yelled Jason, thinking this he-she was maybe an escapee from some mental hospital somewhere, and somehow wound up into his room through a random light which appeared then disappeared and turned into a piece of wood.
Jason paused for a second. Light... wood… That sounded familiar…
"You're not from the Great Line, are you?" asked Jason cautiously. His friend's, Buggy's, descriptions of his arrival sounded too coincidentally similar. He could only think this he-she was from the same world as the strange clown-captain.
"You mean, the Grand Line?" the he-she clarified.
"Yeah, whatever."
The ballerina he-she twirled over happily to where Jason sat. "You seem to know a lot!" he beamed with eager eyes as if expecting answers from this man, who was getting rather creeped out. "Can you tell me where I am?"
"You're in my freaking bedroom," Jason replied irritably. This he-she was REALLY beginning to disturb him deeply. But, suddenly, a thought sprung to mind and despite himself, he asked the ballerina, "Do you have powers?"
The ballerina was surprised at this random question, but gladly and proudly replied, "I have the power of the Mane-Mane fruit!"
"What kind of power is that?" Jason asked, now more curious than disturbed.
"It lets me imitate anyone I want just by touching my face!" the he-she exclaimed, demonstrating by touching Jason's right cheek, then his own, and—suddenly Jason was staring at himself! (Wearing ridiculous ballerina clothes and swans, though.) The gang leader's eyes widened in disbelief as he gaped at his own face and heard the he-she say in his borrowed voice, "I can even memorise the faces I copied!"
"That is… weird…" said Jason with a gulp. This he-she's powers came to the same standard of 'weird' as that splitting ability possessed by Buggy.
The he-she twirled gleefully, ballerina style, taking Jason's comment as a compliment. Jason wanted to punch the guy for using his body to do such nauseating looking things, but he restrained himself, for if he befriended this guy, his powers might prove handy.
Jason got off his bed and headed over to where the light had once stood and bent over to pick up the piece of wood that lay on the floor in its place. This shard of wood was indeed the same as the one Buggy had handed him previously.
"Can you fight?" asked Jason as he put the wood into his pockets, deciding to hold onto it for the time being.
"Fight? Yeah, sure I can!"
Jason turned to the he-she with a raised eyebrow. The ballerina touched his face with his left hand, turned himself back, and said, "I'm a powerful Cross-Dressing Kenpo user!" He pulled a strange battle posture pose.
Jason ignored the fighting style's ridiculous name. For some reason, he really did believe the fact that this strange he-she was a strong fighter. "You know what? I'll tell you everything you need to know, if you just help me with something."
"Sure thing!" the he-she grinned, glad that he had made a new friend.
Jason grimaced as he looked his new ally up and down again. His puffy costume just seemed to get weirder by the minute. This guy needs some new clothes. Desperately.
"So what's your name?" asked Jason, only just realising they hadn't even introduced themselves yet.
"I'm an ex-Baroque works member!" declared the he-she. "Bon-chan!"
"Let's try this place," suggested Lynn as she pointed at the door to the small hotel that stood before them. "It's a nice, clean place and conveniently near my house. It's also a bed and breakfast hotel, so it serves morning meals, too, in the form of a mini-buffet."
Luffy's eyes lit up at the mention of buffets.
Lynn shook her head pitifully. "But, with that bottomless food pit around, you guys are so going to get kicked out. I doubt they'll be able to make enough food to keep him satisfied."
Everyone looked at Luffy accusingly as he continued to drool over the thought of food.
"Maybe… we should make our own meals," suggested Sanji. "We just have to convince them to let us use their kitchen, right?"
"Yeah, that'll work out, I think," said Lynn, nodding thoughtfully as Sanji began to do his noodle dance again for some unknown reason.
"Yosha!" cried out Luffy. "Let's go!" And, with that, he disappeared into the building.
Everyone else followed him in with a shrug and once entered, they looked around the reception hall with curiosity (except for Lynn, of course). This place was, again, similar to what they had back on the Grand Line, yet rather different; probably most significantly the computer on the reception desk and the monitor screens behind the counter.
Lynn stepped up to the lady sitting at reception and requested the straw hats some accommodations. As expected, though, since their arrival was on such short notice, the hotel was short on rooms.
"Well, what do you have?" Nami asked the receptionist.
"We have a single room and two doubles; that's all."
"That'll be enough for the five of us," said Nami with a nod. She then turned to Lynn and stuck out a hand.
"What?" Lynn asked.
"My money please," Nami responded, motioning for Lynn's credit card with her fingers.
"Your money?" Lynn blinked. "I thought you split it with me?"
"But that money was to feed Luffy, and since he's in our care now I demand to have my money back," Nami announced.
Lynn's jaw dropped at Nami's cheeky nerve, yet she couldn't argue, for it was true that money was to feed the Straw Hat captain. So, grumbling in annoyance, Lynn handed over her credit card and hoped to herself that her parents wouldn't find out about this.
"My savings are still on there," informed Lynn. "You have to come with me to the bank tomorrow to get this money issue sorted out."
Nami agreed and grinned as she handed the receptionist the card for payment of their accommodations. The lady typed some information into her computer database and handed Nami three keys to their rooms.
"Right. Then who…?" Lynn turned towards the crew and realised Usopp was missing then sweat dropped when she scanned the area and detected him.
"…and then I defeated this giant alien cockroach!" boasted Usopp to the guard standing at the door, who was rolling his eyes at the young man's obvious lies.
Lynn quickly shuffled over to Usopp, grabbed his collar and hauled him over to the rest of the group. "Okay, now who shares a room with who?" she continued.
"I get the single room, of course, being the only girl," said Nami, twirling the key labelled 'room 43' on her finger. "So you four can split among yourselves." She threw the other two keys to Usopp who was standing nearest to her.
"So…?" Usopp looked at the other boys.
"I don't mind," shrugged Sanji. "As long as I'm not stuck with the shitty sword screwer."
"What the hell was that?" demanded Zoro, and the two began yet another stare down.
"I'll bet you a thousand quid those two can't spend even a night alone in the same room," muttered Lynn sarcastically to no one in particular. She forgot Nami has radar ears when it came to mentioning money. Nami now leaned over to Lynn, beri signs in her eyes.
Lynn giggled nervously. "You've got the currency wrong," she said, feeling anxious.
Nami ignored that statement and rubbed her hands together greedily. "A thousand quid you say? One thousand… that's about 100,000 beri…"
Lynn swallowed uneasily, not liking that look in her eyes. "N-Nami? I wasn't serious."
"You can't take it back now!" sang Nami.
"But, it was only a figure of speech!"
Nami wasn't listening. "Sanji-kun?" she cooed, walking up to him. "Can you share the same room as Zoro? If you do I'd be ever so happy!"
Sanji's anger at the marimo immediately vanished and was replaced with love-sickness. "Whatever you say, Nami-swan!"
"Oi! Where's my say in this? I am not sharing a room with the shit-cook!" snarled Zoro.
"Do you want me to raise the interest in your debt?" hissed Nami threateningly, and the swordsman flinched before turning away, cursing and defeated.
Lynn panicked slightly, knowing better than to gamble with Nami, especially when it was obvious she was going to lose. She only had a few hundred pounds left of her savings; getting into debt with the money-loving navigator was not a smart thing to do. "Nami, I wasn't seriou—" Her voice trailed off as Nami shot her a death glare. "N-Nami…?" Lynn swallowed and nodded slowly, unwillingly agreeing to whatever Nami wanted.
"Yosh!" grinned Nami. "I'm smelling money in my pocket very soon!" With that, she turned and walked off, singing cheerfully about how she loved to collect debts.
Just perfect…
"Let's go and find our rooms, guys," said Usopp, throwing Sanji his room keys. Zoro grumbled in discontent that he had to share a room with his nemesis but could do nothing more.
"'Room 44'," Sanji read off the label dangling off the key. "Nice number…"
Lynn tilted her head, wondering what was wrong with that number.
"The number '4' sounds similar to the word 'death'," Usopp explained in a whisper to her. "It's unlucky. Why do you think I gave them that room?"
Lynn crinkled her nose. "Superstitious freak."
Usopp shrugged, glad he and Luffy didn't have to sleep in the 'death' room.
Zoro's jaw dropped open. "What the…"
"… HELL?" Sanji finished for him.
Both men stood in the hotel corridor and gaped in shock at their room. Neither could believe their goddamn rotten luck.
Luffy and Usopp's room was a tidy, simple double room, with two single beds, complete with an en suite. Room '45'.
Maybe it was something in the number. Room '44', which Usopp had wisely turned down, was indeed a room of 'death.' Well, it was for the two arch enemies, anyway. There, in the middle of their large room stood only a double bed. With only the one king sized duvet.
Zoro gulped. Sanji gagged. Both looked at each other and nearly threw up.
This was disturbingly wrong. Something had to be done.
The next ten minutes were crammed with Zoro and Sanji arguing over who was going to have to sleep on the floor.
"It doesn't look safe in there," Lynn whispered to Luffy, the two of them peeking in from the door. "Why don't you and Usopp just switch rooms with them? You're not bothered about having to share a bed, are you?"
Luffy shook his head, but Usopp cut in with his complaint. "I'm not sleep in the 'death' room!"
"I don't mind," shrugged Luffy, and Usopp whacked him on the head.
"Idiot! You won't be saying that when something terrible happens in that cursed room!"
Lynn rolled her eyes. "Oh, so now it's cursed? How stupid can you get?"
"Says the shrimp who's terrified of rabbits…." grumbled Usopp. A second later he was lying on the ground with a fractured skull.
"Anyway," continued Lynn, "I have a bad feeling about those two…" She glanced at Zoro and Sanji, who both had blazing fires of fury rising from their bodies.
"Why don't you cut the bed in half?" Luffy suggested loudly, and the cook and swordsman paused.
"WHAT KIND OF AN IDEA IS THAT?" screamed Lynn.
Crash, crack, crackle, boof!
Lynn turned slowly and grimaced when she saw what had happened to the poor hotel bed. It was split in two but only the wooden framework; the mattress was still intact. This must have been Sanji's handiwork.
"That half's mine, and that splintered half is yours." Sanji dragged his half of the bed to one side of the room.
"Fine, then I get the mattress," said Zoro. Sanji wasn't keen on sleeping on bare wood though.
The next five minutes were an argument about who takes the mattress.
"We're back where we started," sighed Lynn. She looked at the pitiful state the bed was in and muttered, "Oh, you guys are in deep shit when the maid comes tomorrow morning."
"This would be so much easier if I just halved the mattress, too!" Zoro reached for his katana. He wiggled his fingers, only grabbing air where his katanas were suppose to be, and frowned, remembering that he had left them at Lynn's house. He turned to her.
"Where are my katana?"
Lynn froze. Her mind reeled back to what happened during panic mode. She grimaced and looked at Zoro slowly with an awkward semi-innocent, semi-guilty look. Zoro stared at her, and his expression darkened.
"What... the hell... did you do...?" he hissed slowly.
"I-I never chucked them out of the window!" she hastily declared, waving her hands in front of her.
"You WHAT?"
"I'll fetch them now!" Lynn shouted as she turned and ran away, terrified of Zoro's glare. He could be pretty scary when he wanted...
Zoro scowled as he watched Lynn leave, then sighed and went over to Usopp, still lying on the floor. "Lend me a knife, will you?"
Ring ring!
Nami's temporary mobile, provided by Lynn, began to ring, and she answered it whilst lying on her back on the soft hotel bed.
"Hello?"
"...Nami?" Lynn's voice on the other end of the line sounded timid and uncertain. Nami hadn't heard Lynn sounding like this before.
"Is something wrong?" Nami asked with a frown.
"Um... are you alone?"
"Well, it's almost midnight. Of course I'm alone. Speaking of which, why didn't you turn up again after running off to get Zoro's katana? He told us about that, and he's been irritable all evening because of it."
"Ah, see, there's a reason for that..."
Nami raised an eyebrow, not liking Lynn's tone when she said that. "What do you mean?"
"Err, I have a little problem..."
"Yeah, what is it?"
"Y-you know how I threw his katana ou-out of the w-window?"
"Yeah, they told me. That pissed him off big time."
"A-a-a-and you know h-h-how they landed in the middle of the-the-the st-street?"
"Uh huh, and you were suppose to bring them back."
"B-b-b-but... w-well..."
"Spit it out!"
"J-just d-don't tell anyone else, o-o-okay?"
Nami sighed but agreed. Then she pressed the phone against her ear to listen to what Lynn had to say, and her eyes widened in horror.
"ZORO'S KATANA ARE MISSING!" screeched Nami in shock. A loud THUD and crash could be heard from next door, and that's when Nami realised that just maybe she had shouted a bit too loudly.
"Don't let Zoro find out!" pleaded Lynn desperately.
"Err... I think it might be too late..." Nami glanced at the wall that separated her room and Zoro's and sweat dropped, thinking back to the noises that came from there a second ago. "But, I could help you get out of this mess!" said Nami cheerfully to Lynn. "My services aren't cheap, but they are of great quality! I'll even cut half price for you! At the cost of—Hello? Hello?" Nami took the mobile away from her ear and stared at it, listening to the dialling tone at the other end.
Lynn had hung up.
"How rude..." tutted Nami.
In his room, Zoro lay in a heap on the floor from falling off his half of the mattress/bed frame-combination in shock, scowling up at the ceiling and listening to the annoying snoring of the shit-cook lying on the bed adjacent to his. He was too angry and too distressed to move.
"I'm going to kill that shrimpy bitch one day..." he snarled as his mind reeled through all the vicious methods of murder.
Maybe Mrs. Vienna's impression of him wasn't as inaccurate as one would think…
AN:
Well, what did you think would happen to three bladed weapons found unnamed in 21st century streets? And Jason has yet another weird and wonderful ally! Bon-chan is my favourite baddie in One Piece. He's so weirdly funny! And, I have a good use for his powers later on! ;DOh, yeah, and the number '4' superstition? Most people should know this, but if you don't, then Usopp basically had explained it all. In Japan and a few other Asian countries (e.g.: China), consider '4' to be unlucky because it sounds like their character for 'death'. So, sometimes hotel rooms and car plates in these countries would try to exclude the number '4'. Because '4' is eeeeevil. :P
And a big shout out to 'Rexan' for beta-ing this chapter for me! Thanks a lot! :D
Next time: Zoro's precious katana are missing, and he's not about to let that lie. Major funnies await in the next chapter. XD If you like good humoured Zoro torture, you'll be in for a treat. ;D Please remember to R&R! My next update might take a while, so sorry about that, but please be patient! I promise it'll be good! ^^