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Chapter Seven

Help!

Ivanna, that was her name. She had wavy purple medium-length locks which fell below her shoulders and eyelashes curled like tidal wave as they battled. Her lips were colored with lipstick in the shade of something burgundy. She was wearing a purple dress with a pair of black stockings, and her feet slipped into a pair of lovely Mary-Janes. She was the one to wait in a fancy restaurant located upstream, the one with a distracting blue French horn for a wall decoration. She smiled when she saw the blonde cook came in, and he quickly marched to her table with a fresh rose in his hand.

"For you, my beautiful angel," he offered her the rose. Well, if it ain't cheesy, it ain't Sanji.

He sat himself opposite her on the table. Classy violin music was played in the background, much to Sanji's taste. "I'm so sorry to keep you waiting."

"No problem, no problem at all!"

Sanji raised his hand to summon a waiter, and the waiter came immediately with two menu booklets. They took one each. Sanji skimmed through the menu once, before asking. "What would you like to have, Ivanna-chan?"

"What would vyou-" Ivanna coughed, "you recommend?"


"Zoro, it's time for dinner."

Robin gave a small warm smile when she appeared by the kitchen door leading towards the backyard, where the swordsman, in his black pair of robes and with his arms folded on his chest, eyes shut, was apparently taking in the lovely weather, he said.

Zoro raised his head in the direction of the woman. "Hmm. Where's Dartbrow?"

"Out," Robin answered simply, sparing the details although the swordsman would definitely be amused by them.

"Well, dinner time is going to be far less disturbing, tonight." He got up onto his feet and gave a loud yawn before he headed towards the door. The archaeologist chuckled at his comment. Upon noticing that she appeared to be a little more cheerful than earlier, he gave her a crooked smile.

"What?"

"You're a little cheered up tonight."

"Love is in the air - and over the dining table - apparently, Zoro." But Zoro appeared puzzled, so Robin simply shook her head dismissively. "Never mind. Come, or else Luffy will hog all the food."

The two entered the kitchen, where dinner was taking place as loud as usual. Conversations collided against each other as if battling to be heard - Brook with his classic bone jokes and Chopper laughing along, Usopp toying with the fish balls on his plate complaining how it must be nice being the captain, and Luffy bothering Nami to be spoon fed, along with Nami's 'alright, last one, I'm trying to eat too'. Their cyborg comrade was the only one absent for dinner, besides Sanji.

Zoro settled at an empty chair on the dining table while Robin handed him an empty plate. "Where's Franky?"

"He's been out the whole day, with the Franky Family," Robin explained.

"Sanji makes the best sea king dish!" Luffy said loudly, cheek stuffed with food still. He quickly shoved a spoonful into Nami's mouth, without warning.

"Luffy!" Nami swallowed quickly, "you really liked making me choke to death don't you?"

"But it's good!"

"Luffy, you're gonna make her fat," Zoro interrupted.

"Ouch," Robin responded, taking it subtly on herself - her belly with a little baby in mind.

"Oh no you didn't! Zoro! It's dangerous saying things like that to a girl!" Usopp warned, a sweat dropping.

"Yohoho, at least you're not all bones!" Brook laughed.

"Come on skinny love," Chopper sang out of nothing just for the sake of saying something, while minding himself.

"Shut up, morons!" Nami yelled loudly, and everyone fell silent. She sighed, leaning back against her chair. "Great, not only I'm getting unattractive, apparently I'm going to get fat before I die choking."

"Let's make the most of our night like we're gonna die young!" Chopper danced on his seat.

"Easy there, Dinner Without Sanji OST," Usopp said, patting on Chopper's back. Resuming with dinner, their laughter and chatter continued to grow. Zoro, in particular, became extraordinarily talkative, though no one noticed that he was conversing i a voice so low with Robin that no one else bothered paying attention to him.

Puru-puru-puru-puru.

The Den Den Mushi on the island counter top sang in the midst of their loud chattering. Before Brook decided to add beatboxing to the ringing - dubstep Den Den Mushi, he said - Robin got up from the dining table and picked up the receiver. "You have reached The Straw Hat's guest house. For English, press one. For French-"

"Robin nee-chan, cut it out!" A girlish laughter was heard speaking out of the Den Den's mouth. "Sounds very merry. Are you guys having a party? Am I in the way?"

"No, Koala-chan. Go ahead."

"I was... hoping you and Nami would come over tonight. I'm having a little trouble."

"Hmm... In an hour, would it be okay? Sanji is out, Franky isn't around, and I'm a little worried about the kids."

"Yeah, that'll be alright. See you and Nami in an hour?"

"Sure, Koala-chan."


There weren't many Yagara boats roaming around the main canals at night, but the atmosphere is rather romantic after the sun sets for the island. Robin and Nami fetched their matching custom leather jackets - the one with The Straw Hat Pirates' jolly roger on the back - just for the sake of it, and jumped into their Yagara boat with ribbons tied around their head, very much like a pair of Lana Del Ray and Sky Ferriera. They left the guest house after Franky arrived home, and trusted him to look over everyone as he would always do. Their Yagara boat headed towards Water 7 Hilton hotel, not far away from the chapel they were supposed to be wedded at.

"Code Red?" Nami said, leaning back against her seat with both hands in her pocket.

"Code Red," Robin repeated. "Bride's Code Red. It's hard to tell from her voice that she's worrying, but asking for help so late at night would always be her last resort."

Nami sighed, looking worried as well.

They passed through a very lively street, where Sanji and Ivanna slipped through the loose crowd, unnoticeable by those two. Sanji was trying hard not to go all over her. Dramatic monologue kept playing in his head, apologizing to Nami and Robin for having someone else to date and other unrealistic thoughts popped along the way.

Once they escaped the loose crowd, she stopped her pace. They were now at the park by the chapel. The view at night was breathtakingly beautiful, and Sanji was thanking God so much in his head, being grateful that he did not pass this opportunity earlier.

"Ivanna-chan? What's the matter, my love?"

"Vi- I just... Wanted to thank you for tonight! You were lovely as ever..."

"Oh, Ivanna-chan! Shall I compare thee to a summer's day, thou art more lovely and more temperate..." With blushed cheeks, incomplete Sonnet 18 and puckered lips, he was ready for a kiss, slowly now, this is an angel you're kissing, she's made of light and roses, very delicate... Smack.

Sanji's heart was ready to melt into a puddle. The purple-haired girl giggled immediately and gave one hard slap on Sanji's cheek, which made him fell hard on his face to the ground. "Moron!"

The blonde cook, taken by surprise, turned his face towards Ivanna, who was now wearing a bigger head, curlier hair and many, manly figure though the attire maintained. "Vyou never changed at all, vyou Blackleg-boy!"

Immediately, Sanji ran to the nearest rubbish bin, emptying the contents of his stomach as he hurled over.


"Robin nee-san! Nami!" When Koala opened her door, she was in her sleeping dress and thigh-high stockings, an outfit disguisable for immediate missions if added a jacket just in case of an emergency - she had already gotten used to it. The brunette smiled, and quickly pulled them both into her hotel suite before closing the door shut, again. It was a small suit, and not many of her belongings were seen around. Today's newspaper spread messily on the desk, a few clothing sprawled over the bed, including a handsome pair of men's boxers - ooh la la - and her beautiful wedding dress resembling Queen Elsa's ice dress were hung in the open closet. The glass door leading to the little balcony were wide open, and she quickly went to close it, "no one would be able to eavesdrop."

Robin and Nami seated herself on the bed - Nami tossed the pair of boxers away very awkwardly - while Koala pulled an empty chair. "Sorry this place was a little mess." She was still smiling.

"I thought you're sharing a room with Sabo," Robin said, crossing her legs, while slightly perverted thoughts ran through Nami's mind.

"I am," Koala replied, still smiling. "This is just a separate room for tomorrow. I'm not supposed to see Sabo within twenty-four hours before the wedding, you see."

"So, what's the trouble?" Nami asked. "For a code red, you look settled..."

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry," Koala gave a nervous laugh. "It's a habit I couldn't shake off, I'm used to smiling even in hard times." Yeah, the faint memories of Fisher Tiger and his crew appeared in her mind, but she quickly dismissed them, now is not the time for nostalgic sad stories. "Robin, my bridesmaid's ship were attacked by pirates earlier today. I'm worried about her, and the rest, and-"

"You also have no bridesmaid at the moment," Robin continued. "That's terrible, I hope the ship wouldn't sink in the middle of the ocean and be fed to sea kings..."

"I have a request, from you, Robin. Would you replace Bellemere at the wedding?"

"B-bellemere?" Nami stuttered, eyes wide in shock.

Koala nodded. "Yeah, she's my bridesmaid. She's junior to my position in the Training Unit, and she was supposed to be on a mission earlier, unfortunately..."

Robin noticed the shift in Nami's mood. "Are you okay, Nami?"

"Y-yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about it..."

Koala took both women's hand, glances shifting between them both. "So, would you? Which one of you are willing to be my maid-of-honor?"

Knowing that Luffy was Sabo's best man, Robin wanted to let Nami be the bridesmaid, and the pairing would be perfect, really. She looked at Nami, who was looking rather inattentive and bothered. Nami was hoping to force out a 'me, let me be your bridesmaid' but flashbacks of her dear mother flooded her mind since the mention of Bellemere's name, and the thought of subtly wanting to be paired of with the boy of that that that that, that that would be embarrassing that Robin wouldn't never stop teasing her afterwards.

Say something, Nami!

"I'll be the maid of honor," Robin said suddenly, though her eyes were still on the orange-haired girl, worried.

"Thank you so much, Robin nee-chan!" Koala's grip on the woman's hand tightened. "Nami, are you alright?"

Puzzled, glad and mind occupied, she simply gave a nervous smile and nodded.


I finally used 'Help!'

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