"Tamagon! Get a move on!" screamed Zambai. As the round man waddled along, Zambai brought a towel to his forehead and wiped off beads of sweat. It was difficult being the new leader of the Franky Family. Zambai didn't hold the same authority over the group as Franky did, and they tended to get rowdy from time to time. They also procrastinated much more, and it wasn't easy to get them back to work.
"Franky, Fa-Mi-Ly!" cheered Kiwi and Mozu, shaking pom-poms in the workers' faces.
"Kiwi! Mozu! Leave them alone!" yelled Zambai, taking up a piece of wood and placing it on his shoulders. Iceburg had requested several tonnes of wood to be delivered to Galley-La for a large project. And for whatever reason, he'd asked for it all to be delivered today. Which was a near impossible task, but Zambai was determined to complete it.
"If you guys really wanted to help, round up Sodom and Gomorah, would you?" said Zambai, lugging the wood towards the dock. The girls pouted, but obeyed him anyways.
The yagaras had finally been loaded, and Zambai set off to Galley-La with the last shipment of wood. It had been a long day, and he was happy to have finished the job. But when he finally arrived, the sight he saw there shocked him.
"Where's all the wood we delivered earlier?" he said, to noone in particular.
Enraged, he started looking for Iceburg. When he could find him nowhere, he left, exhausted and frustrated. This was a huge setback! How dare that bastard Iceburg take all that wood without any compensation! He urged Sodom to return to the Franky House, defeated and miserable. As the yagaras reached the Franky House, for the second time that day, Zambai couldn't believe his eyes.
The Franky House had been completely rebuilt with all the wood the Franky Family had been asked for! Even the glass in the windows had been replaced! Iceburg stood in front of it all, his arms crossed and looking smug. Zambai dismounted Sodom and ambled disbelievingly to the Galley-La founder.
"You… You," he said, at a loss for words.
"I thought you deserved something special for all your hard work in the past few months," said Iceburg. Gesturing towards the door, he moved aside to allow Zambai to twist the knob and enter the room. The house had been completely refurbished, and was decked with cabinets, machinery, and beanbags.
"Aww yeah!" yelled Zambai, diving to sit in one of the bean bags. He looked back at Iceburg.
"Well?" he asked, "You've been working hard too! Grab a chair, buddy!"
Iceburg sat down, pleased that he'd been able to make Zambai's day.
"You know what?" said Zambai, grabbing a beer from a nearby cooler.
"What?" asked Iceburg.
"This is great and all, but…"
"But what?" asked Iceburg
"You could have just told me instead of making me lug all those stinkin' pieces of wood all the way over there!"
A.N.: Late! I know! I'm sorry! But I collapsed yesterday from stress and just slept until the next day. Reviews, Favourites, Subscriptions, and Requests are welcomed and much appreciated. I'll see you later today for Franky and Mihawk!