On the other side of town lay a stuffed Luffy. He stood up after a while and thanked his generous hosts for a wonderful meal. The owner, who was busily cleaning up after his fattened customer, replied "That would be 5,000 Beli." That said, Luffy made a run for it.

Being chased around town for eating and running was as normal to him as breathing. After all, he was a pirate. A sharp turn here and another there, the panting owner gave up the chase.

Now, Luffy was free to once again wander aimlessly around this beautiful city. He was amused by the carefree spirit of the townsfolk as children ran about in wild costumes and grown-ups were dressed in vivid colors. His favorites were the shops that sold all sorts of toys and trinkets.

Amidst the laughter and songs, Luffy, whose senses were heightened by constant danger, could hear a distinct cry of a damsel in distress. Normally, this was Sanji's forte but you already know what kept him busy.

The hero that Luffy was, despite being a full-pledged pirate, urged him to rescue this lady. He ran to the direction he thought he heard the cry from and watched the events to realize that she needed no rescuing.

A group of men in costume as street punks or rather, street punks themselves tried to take advantage of the merrymaking to score this gypsy. "Come on missy. There's no need for a struggle. We just want some fun." Said a big man with a wild Mohawk dyed red that looked like it was shaved haphazardly. He was carrying a spiked club. "Don't be scared. It's all part of the celebration." Another said, this time, a younger-looking man with blue streaks in his long hair. He lit a cigarette as he said this and he stank of it too.

Shaking, the lady who was rather attractive and wore an outfit that showed off a lot of skin typically worn by gypsies, stood up from the pavement and gritted her teeth. "Stay away." She pleaded.

"Hey, you heard that? She said 'stay away'." Another guy mocked and the others cracked up in boisterous laughter as if this was best joke they've ever heard.

"Please." She said. This time, not like a vulnerable rabbit marked as dinner by a rapacious hawk but as the hawk. With resolve, she gracefully raised a flute to her lips and blew a sonorous melody. The sound reverberated off the walls and hit the men. The Mohawk-dude got hit smack in the face others were slammed to the crystal walls. Those who got spared ran as quickly as their feet could carry like a bunch of chickens.

"Cool, a musician." Luffy watched in awe. After the bad guys had been dealt with accordingly, this seemingly strong lady collapsed. "Oi, Miss!" Luffy ran to her aid. He saw that she was out cold. That's bad. Where can I find a doctor?

The night was falling. Across the street, Chopper was scared. Everyone was in a costume and he knew no one. In the chaos, he picked up the scent of someone familiar. This was a welcome surprise and it was really close too.

Luffy did not know what to do. He was in a dark alley and he didn't want to leave the girl alone. Ahh. This is bad. And I'm getting hungry.

"Ah! Luffy!" Chopper exclaimed as he ran to his captain. He had a look around and saw the beat-up bodies lying around. "AH! Luffy! Did you do all these?"

"Chopper! No. The musician-Miss did. She was really cool! But you need to help her Chopper." Explained Luffy, obviously relieved.

"Yes! I'm on it." Chopper replied. "Is she really that strong?"

"Yeah. She had this flute that knocked those guys out!"