Hey guys, here's the next chapter! Not much to say other than that Garp appears, and that they arrive at Cocoyasi village (Nami's home town). So please, read, enjoy, review!

Disclaimer: I don't own One piece or Gintama!

Sougo sighed as he sailed along the sea; he hitched a ride on a Navy ship awhile ago. He looked at his prisoner boredly. "Oi Clowny, which way'd the China-girl and her companions go?"

"As I said, she was on Long-Ring Long-Island, the last time I saw her! I don't know what happened to her after that!" Buggy cried.

"I see." Sougo sighed, but then noticed something. A man who looked like a bull in shackles, and he was being beaten by a few guys in Navy uniforms. Frowning, he looked at Buggy again. "Oi Clowny…who's the guy who looks like a bull?"

Elsewhere

Somewhere on a canoe, Umibozu sailed through the ocean aimlessly. "Huh…wonder where I am. That island underwater looks friendly." He said looking down.

Marineford

"I don't like this." Akainu sighed. "But…can't say that we don't need this." Across from him was Kizaru, while Sengoku sat at his desk, filing paperwork.

"Indeed. The anniversary of the war is coming up, as is our deadline…we can't afford to pass up this opportunity." Sengoku sighed. "Are you sure you're satisfied with this trade, Takasugi-san?" He eyed the man warily.

The patchable man smiled as he smoked his pipe. "Perfectly fine. I don't need anything else from this world."

With Odd-Jobs

Gintoki twitched in anger as he swapped the main deck, how in the hell could this be?! He actually complete a job, half-way decent without destroying any property, and got paid for it. And he had to watch it get brutally taken away from him by that conniving chef! He saw it over and over in his nightmare! Zeff standing over him, in the flames of hell with red horns and a pitchfork, laughing manically. Shivering at the thought, he scrubbed harder, as if trying to erase the images from his mind.

"OI! Chore man!" Pausing his scrubbing, he turned to Zeff who was smoking a cigarette. "We're closed for the day, so you and your companions can take the day off."

"Seriously? You're not just setting me up for a cruel prank or kill me in my relaxed state of mind, are you?" Gintoki asked.

"Don't be ridiculous." Zeff gruffed. "Killing you wouldn't require any planning."

"Hehe…thanks." Gintoki twitched. "So we're anchoring?"

"No. We're stopping at the Konomi islands for supplies; they have the best coconuts and we use them in our desserts. Then we set up shop and serve the customers." Zeff turned to go inside.

The permhead frowned as he observed the man's behavior. "Oi, old chef…you knew about the whole thing in that other village didn't you?" Zeff didn't answer. "I don't mind helping people, but I expect to get paid. Never rip me or the kiddies off again."

"Hmph! As if your incompetence could do anything!" He walked away, leaving the samurai to his thoughts. Staring at the islands ahead, Gintoki couldn't help but notice the Naval ship and another fancy golden ship, this definitely didn't look good.

3hrs Later

They docked at the station, and were immediately greeted by an ugly sight. In front of them was a guy with purple hair, grey skin, a black business suit, and wore the official Navy jacket. He also carried a pet Iguana. He smiled in greeting at Zeff. "Zeff-san, welcome to my Konomi Island resort; it is an honor to have the floating restaurant Baratie here on my dock. Welcome to Cocoyasi village. We hope that you find our items quality, and will be able to cook here."

"Hmph. I can cook anywhere regardless of how dreary it is." Zeff waved him off.

"Of course; how rude of me to underestimate you." He noticed the three newcomers amongst his staff. "New recruits?"

"Idiots paying off a debt; they'll be out by next week." Zeff turned to them. "Earlier if they're lucky."

"I see." He turned his attention to the Odd-Jobs trio. "Well, I am Commander Governor, and I am in charge of the Cocoyasi World Government resort. This resort is designed to allow the hard-working people of the Navy and World Government a place to stay and relax."

"I want free spa-treatment, uh-huh!" Kagura demanded.

"Kagura-chan, we're not guests here." Shinpachi deadpanned.

"Yah, so you got any parfaits here. I haven't had sugar in days, and I feel like I'm dying." Gintoki said. "You might have a lawsuit here if I die, so hurry up and give up the sweets." Gintoki demanded.

"Gin-san…you're a classified mooching case that hides from the world, aren't you?" Shinpachi sweat-dropped.

"It just so happens that my resort specializes in sweets. Parfaits, doughnuts, melon rolls, ice cream, gumis, caramels, you name it. All of your staff is invited Zeff-san, please…don't be bashful." Governor bowed and stepped aside to reveal a very clean-looking town. It had a row of sweet shops that lead to a large marine base, that resembled a classy hotel. "You all will be staying the guest quarters-"

"You can have those three idiots as your delegates, the rest of my men actually have to prepare for the banquet. We don't have time to waste." Zeff turned to head back to his restaurant, and his chefs soon followed; leaving to the village to the Odd-Jobs trio.

"Well I guess that leaves you three, you'll be staying in the guest quarters with the employees Nojiko and Genzo, but for now, please come and enjoy yourself at the Pretty Parfait Café." He pointed to a small-looking restaurant with a parfait sign, advertising its specialty. "You can order as many parfets as you like."

ZZZZZIP! Gintoki was off the café, and was most likely already seated.

"You said the magic words." Kagura replied. "He disappeared. You think he'll vanish out of existence, Shinapchi?"

"Given the right combination of words, Kagura-chan ." Shinpachi replied.

Meanwhile, Gintoki was seated and banging his silverware against the table. "Parfait! Give me a strawberry parfait! I'll die without one!"

"Shut up, you permhead!" A snobbish voice commanded. "Now where was I? Oh yes, you'd receive so much better treatment than this…"

Ears perking up, Gintoki followed the voice and frowned at the discovery. Another Navy official was once again abusing his power; he was in the normal high-ranking jacket, had pale skin, purple hair in a neat pony tail, and a had a sneering smile. He was holding the wrist of a tanned-skin woman with blue hair and blue eyes; she looked to be in her mid-twenties. She was dressed in a blue-plaid mini-skirt maid uniform, an apron attached around her waist. She wore black Mary-janes, had red flower in her hair, and pink lips. She looked disgusted and frustrated, wanting to slap the man. Gintoki frowned, noting the other male customers were smirking at her.

"Please sir, I have other customers to attend to." She pulled her wrist out of his grasp, only for it be grabbed harsher.

"Listen sweetie, I don't think you understand your position." He said in a commanding tone. "I am in charge of this island's territory with Commander Governor, and if I wanted to, I can say that blasted sister of yours came back around, and-"

"As if they'd believe you! You cut-off all our Den Den Mushi!" She slapped him. "I've had enough of you! These pigs! This isn't justice! It's oppression! It's no different than when Arlong was ruling our village! Now get the hell out of our village!"

"My, My…spunky aren't you?!" He raised his hand, but the heroic permhead caught it.

"Oi…don't hit a lady in a parfait shop; it ruins the flavor of the ice cream." He turned to the waitress. "Could I get a Star-glazed Parfait please?"

"S-Sure…" She walked off hastily to fill the order.

Feeling killing-intent, Gintoki turned to the pale Navy officer, who was shaking in rage. "What's up doc?"

"Not my chances with Nojiko-san! That's what's not up!" He yelled. "As a Commodore of the Navy, I demand you tell me your name!"

"Sakata Gintoki, head of Sakata Odd Jobs." Gintoki answered. "And you're lack of class and pick-up lines was melting the flavor of the icecream away in this place; I did what I had to."

"Bastard! How'd you get here?!" He demanded.

"I'm part of that floating restaurant-thingie. I'm being held hostage by a crazy old chef, with a giant hat." The permhead answered.

"Ah! I see…you're with Zeff-san…how stupid of me. I am Commodore Shepard, and I run this island with Commander Governor. This is our confection-specialty resort; the finest candy in the world is produced on this island. You should feel honored to work here." He sneered.

"Ah. So we are the human sacrifices." Gintoki sighed.

"We?" Shepard raised a brow.

"Kagura-chan! Stop slurping so much down! Zeff said he wouldn't cover us! Think of the bill!" Shinpachi exclaimed, watching as Kagura shoveled a giant order of ice cream down her throat.

"It's okay Megane, we can just skip the bill." She shrugged.

"Don't say it like a way of life!" Shinpachi exclaimed.

"Ah. I see." Shepard sweat-dropped "Friends of yours?"

"Yeah. Shinpachi and Kagura, also known as suckers number 2 and 3." Gintoki ran a hand over his face. "So when does the slave labor begin?"

"Tomorrow; I have some workers show you to your quarters first. I want you to take the day to get to know the property, duties, and whatever you need to learn, so no diddling will occur tomorrow. Is that clear?" Shepard asked.

"Crystal." Gintoki mumbled.

"Perfect! Chabo! Nako!" He clapped his hands, and two people appeared. A boy about Kagura's age with brown hair appeared, dressed as a dishwasher; he had a disgruntled expression. The other was an old man who looked like a groundskeeper. "Show these three to their quarters! They'll be staying with Nojiko and Genzo!" They nodded wordlessly. "Wonderful. You two!" Kagura and Shinpachi stopped fighting; stop this nonsense and follow these two to your quarters!"

"Quarters?" Kagura and Shinpachi repeated.

20min Later

After confirming that the old chef had indeed left them for dead, the Odd-Jobs trio was less than thrilled. Shinpachi was assigned to be a janitor, Kagura was forced to be a waitress again, and Gintoki was forced to be a waiter. They were in a two bed room house; Kagura was rooming with Nojiko, while the two boys were crammed into a room with an old officer. As Chabo and Nako said their goodbyes, Kagura noticed that the boy was blushing around her; the girl rolled her eyes, as if he could compare with the Sadist. Meanwhile, Gintoki and Shinpachi were trying to get used to their new living quarters with an uptight military bastard. It was a small room with two bedrooms; making the two men realize they'd be forced to share a bed.

"Atent hut!" Shinpachi and gintoki stood straight, allowing themselves to be scrutinized by the scarred man. "I am Officer Genzo, and I am in charge of this room! State your names, occupations, and place of birth!"

Deciding not to step on his toes, Shinpachi went first. "I'm Shimura Shinpachi, Second-in-Command of Yoruzuya Odd-Jobs, and from Kabukicho-"

"Island. We're from Kabukicho Island." Gintoki finished, ignoring Shinpachi's confused look. "Sakata Gintoki, president of Yoruzuya Odd-Jobs, also from Kabukicho Island."

"Kabukicho Island? Never heard of it." Genzo frowned.

"Oh, it's far away! Very far away! Where most people don't know it exists!" Gintoki insisted.

"Past the Grand Line? What's someone from the New World, doing in a place like this?" Genzo questioned further.

"Ano, Genzo-san…we never mentioned the Grand Line or anything like that." Shinpachi nervously replied.

"Where else, would you have come from?!" The officer demanded.

"I don't know, let me get back to you on that…" Going aside with his boss, they started whispering to each other. "Gin-san! What are you doing?! We can't just go making up islands!"

"We don't have a choice! No one's believing that we're from a different planet, so we have to make something up!" Gintoki insisted.

"By making up islands?!" Shinpachi hissed.

"Oh sure Megane! Blame me for my brilliance, no: oh thank you Gin-san for your amazing idea that will inevitably save us!" Gintoki hissed.

"You've never had a good idea. Your idea will inevitably bring imminent doom upon us." Shinpachi sighed.

"What are you imbeciles talking about?!" Genzo demanded.

"Nothing, nothing, just wondering how we'll not suffocate in here." The permhead reassured.

"Be grateful we even have a room at all…" The scarred man sighed, and went to his bed. "We've been purged from our homes, and have been forced to become laborers just to stay on this island. If we don't work, we'll get deported to Impel Down."

"Impel Down? What's that, a ship?" Gintoki asked.

"No! You idiot! It's the most heavily guarded prison in the world!" Genzo screeched but then sighed. "So what are you guys anyways? Pirates or something?"

"No, we're just looking for a One Piece treasure, called the-"

"Idiot! That means you are pirates!" Genzo yelled at them. "What's a bunch rookie pirates doing with old man Zeff anyways?!"

"We came around his ship, and my idiot adopted daughter forced us into labor to pay off a giant bird she freed. He was going to cook it up, but Kagura released it, so now…" Gintoki explained.

"We're slave laborers aboard that hellish restaurant." Shinpachi finished.

"Adopted daughter? There's another one with you?" Genzo asked.

"Eh. She's in the other room." He siged.

"Geez, I guess that means Nojiko's getting a roommate too." Genzo replied. "She hasn't shared a room with anyone since Nami, so I hope she won't mind.

"Nami?" Gintoki repeated.

"She's a girl that lived on this island once, but followed Monkey D. Luffy to become a pirate; she's currently their navigator." Genzo explained.

The permhead sighed, sensing this was coming. "Let me guess…the Strawhat crew, right?"

"Yeah. How'd you know?" Genzo asked.

"Just a hunch." Gintoki replied. "Ever since we got here, we've been running into every single origin place of that crew."

"…I see." The officer decided not to ask. "…We should sleep. We've got to get up bright and early tomorrow."

"Ah." Gintoki and Shinpachi climbed into their own bed as well. "Ne, Genzo-san…how are you and the rest of the civilians dealing with the oppression?"

"…Believe it or not, this had happened before. But unlike last time, no one's going to save us." Genzo sighed.

The Next Day

The Odd-Jobs trio were forced into physical labor again, but this time it was on land. They were in the Cocoyasi' City Hall, and were currently helping Zeff and his staff prepare for a banquet. Apparently some very important guest was coming. The Odd-Jobs trio didn't care, they just wanted their suffering to end; Shinpachi was vacuuming, Kagura was setting tables, and Gintoki was sweeping outside.

"Let's go people! I want this place in tip-top shape!" Governor clapped his hands together, he went over to Kagura's table and scrutinized the silverware. "Honestly, I hate backwater island people for this reason- this is how you set the silverware." He flipped the positions of the silverware to the formal style, and showed them to Kagura. "Now redo all the ones you setup, I don't want our guest to feel insulted."

"You do it. The silverware's going to end up dirty and mismatched anyways." Kagura shrugged.

"You fool! The aftermath of the meal doesn't matter! It's the initial first-impression that counts! Appearance is everything when making a first impression!" Governer explained.

"Oh I get it! Like the impression you're making as a washed-up-sorry-ass-antagonist!" Kagura pointed proudly at him.

"Washed up…sorry ass…" The man trembled.

"Yeah! You're even less original than the times Gintama ripped-off Star Wars!" Kagura continued. "Even our Dark Vader rip-offs had more originality than you!"

"Why you!" He was about use a whip on the girl, but Shepard stopped him.

"Relax Governor, you can punish the servants later, but this guest likes it when equality is featured, so we'll have to refrain until after the banquet." Shepard explained. "However…" His eyes shifted to Shinpachi. "That doesn't mean we can't make the lives of them difficult." Walking over to the boy, he put his foot on the loud machine, causing the boy to pause in his actions. "You're going too slow, pick up the pace, or we'll deduct it from your debt in Zeff's crew."

"Yes sir." Shinpachi glared. Smirking in satisfaction, Shepard left with Governor following him. Continuing his vacuuming, he stopped when he felt his boos nudge him.

"Oi. Let's grab Kagura and get out of here. These floating chefs are too busy worrying about this banquet, so now's out chance!" He insisted.

"But Gin-san…what about the islanders?" Shinpachi looked at Genzo and Nojiko, who were also setting up for the event.

"What about them?" The permhead frowned.

"It's just…at the previous places…we-"

"It was a matter of circumstance, nothing more." Gintoki cut him off. "This isn't our world, so these aren't our problems. We just happened to help those people by circumstance. It's not the alien invaders' job to solve the planet's problems."

Shinpachi frowned, as much as he hated to admit it, Gintoki was right. This wasn't their planet, and at the rate this was going, they were going to become major characters in the plot in fixing this place. "Fine Gin-san."

"Great! Now let's find-"

"What are you doing?! This is the starter set!" Gintoki and Shinpachi froze and slowly turned to what they fear was happening- there was Kagura eating up the tray of starters and erdourvs. "Stop eating! This is for the guest!"

"Slave labor is harsh. We do all this work for no pay, and you slave owners expect us to be as strong as oxes and carry out on our backs of day-to-day work." Kagura said while eating.

"What do you mean slave labor?! You skipped breakfast didn't you?! What you said made no sense! You're not a slave! Just someone who wants better quality food!" The waiter yelled.

"Thank you for your patronage, you've been most kind." Kagura replied, eating some hot wings.

"This isn't a charity case!" Kagura then sat down at the table where the food was being placed out. "Oi! What are you doing?! That's for the guest and the Commanders only!"

"I'm not sure! All I know is that it's nice to have short five minute breaks during long-hard days." Kagura replied.

"Nice my ass! Hurry up and get back to work!" The waiter yelled.

Gintoki and Shinpachi had darkened expressions on, both stalked over to Kagura. "Sorry guys, no room for chore boys."

"Chore boys?! Oh that's rich! You should be demoted to chore-boy you over-eager moocher!" Shinpachi yelled. "Let's get out of here, before we actually owe these people money!"

"No! I want more food!" Kagura banged her silverware on the table.

"Stop acting like a spoiled child, and let's go!" Gintoki started pulling on her too.

"EAT HAGGAS BASTARDS!" SMASH! She smashed their faces into a couple of meat pies on the side of her, and held them there. "I'm hungry, and we're staying!" The two mean struggled under the girl's immense strength, while the waiter and the rest of the staff just stared stupidly at the events unfolding. All turned when they heard the doors to the main hall open.

"Yes, it's an honor to have you here-" Governor cut himself off along with Shepard, as they and their guest stared at the scene in front of them. In front of them was destroyed silverware, devoured appetizers, and face-implanted first courses. After a few moments, he finally spoke. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

"Huh?" The Odd-Jobs trip paused their bickering and looked up to the entrance. They recognized the horrified and furious looks of Shepard and Governor, but they didn't recognize the guest with them. He was an old man with a circular scar on the right side of his left eye, tan skin, white hair, very broad and tall, and wearing a navy-blue suit with a marine symbol. The old man stared at them curiously, before waiting for his hosts to continue.

"You three are in so much trouble! Fired doesn't even begin to describe it! No! You're sunk! Buried! Dead! Six Feet Under!" Shepard yelled.

"We get it just stop with corny sitcom references, uh-huh!" Kagura frowned.

"Sorry, but I'm afraid we'll just cause more trouble if we stay, so…" Shinpachi bowed slightly.

"It's best for your investments of time and finance to just let us go." Gintoki finished. "See you-"

"HOLD IT!" The guest spoke in a very rough voice, emphasizing his age. "I haven't seen table manners that gross since my grandsons childhood! This means they'll make fine marines!"

"Err…Vice Admiral-" Shepard tried.

"NOPE!" The old man interrupted him. "I'm retired for one thing, so don't call me Vice Admiral! As you can tell, I didn't wear my uniform, and it will stay that way until I'm buried in it! Secondly, I always like getting to know the new recruits, so they'll be dining with us!"

"If you're sure…" Governor said uncomfortably and forced a smile at the Odd-Jobs group. "Please…enjoy your meal along with our honored guest."

"Err...thanks." Shinpachi sweat-dropped at Gintoki and Kagura just sitting down. He turned back to the guest and bowed politely. "Thank you very much for inviting us to your banquet, but I have to ssay we aren't new recruits."

PAT! Shinpachi was forced into his seat by a firm pat by the stranger. "Maybe not now, but you will be after this!"

"Err…I don't think you can decide someone's future like that-" Megane was cut-off.

"I can see it now! You three becoming strong marines, to hunt down pirate scum! HAHAHA!" The guest laughed merrily.

"Ah yeah…" Shinpachi decided to just roll with for now, seeing as how they were getting a free meal out of this. "My name is Shimura Shinpachi, and they are Sakata Gintoki and Yato Kagura. We're called Yorzuya Odd-Jobs; what's your name?"

"Ah! My name is Monkey D. Garp! Retired Hero of the Navy!" Garp the Fist had returned!

Review please! Next chapter, the plot thickens even further, so stay tuned in for next week. Later!