"Luffy!" The roar echoed through all the ship as the rubber-like man stiffened on the spot for a split second and tried to sneak to the other side of the ship tip-toeing, finding himself unable to move not even an inch as his vest was being pulled from behind.
Slowly- with his ears down and the tail between his legs, as if he was a little puppy busted doing something he shouldn't- the Straw Hat Captain turned his head to find the source of him being unable to even move from where he was. "Ah, Sanji! Yo!" he utterly said, raising one of his hands as if greeting him.
"You… How did you get to open the goddamn fridge!" The cook was clearly pissed. This was the third morning he'd found the leftovers of a night raid and he knew very well who the responsible was: the one he had between his hands right now.
"I dunno what you're talking about," the rubber man said under his breath, avoiding the other's eyes.
"Luffy! Those were our last supplies 'til the next island!"
Everyone sighed and Nami, being Nami, got closer to the both of them and smacked their captain in the head. "Idiot!"