Bad day.
Luffy was sitting on the deck of the going merry. His head was resting in his hands, and he had a worried look in his eyes. Seing him this calm was unusual, still none of his nakama even noticed how silent he was. He scratched his head, while trying to figure out what was going on. Had he been the only one to enjoy the events of the day before? Had he been the only one who thought the fight with the sponge-whale-king had been rather interesting? Had he been the only one who had been wanting to eat something purple all his life. Last time he mentioning eating something purple, sanji had tossed a bowl of grapes at him, but it wasn't what he had wanted. Luffy rubbed the new purple seakingscale he had fastened in his hat. Noone had noticed how cool it looked. He was disappointed.
Just a few metres away from him, Zoro was sleeping. Luffy had gotten used to Zoro's sleeping habints, and together with the faint smell of Sanji's cooking, it made him feel calm. But noone were talking much today. Sanji was looking at Zoro with a hint of irritation whenever the swordsman made a sound, looking like he wanted to hit him with usopps hammer... and Robin was grumpy. And Nami was ill. Luffy sighed. He didn't want things to be like this. He wanted them to be fun.
Luffy closed his eyes, and noticed the faint smell of soup from the kitchen. He smiled to himself. Perhaps things weren't so bad after all? He knew how happy eating made him. "That's it!" He thought to himself. Having dinner will make everyone less grumpy. He closed his eyes and rested his head on his hands. "When dinner is ready," he thought, "Everything will be fine".
Just a few metres away from him, Zoro was sleeping. Luffy had gotten used to Zoro's sleeping habints, and together with the faint smell of Sanji's cooking, it made him feel calm. But noone were talking much today. Sanji was looking at Zoro with a hint of irritation whenever the swordsman made a sound, looking like he wanted to hit him with usopps hammer... and Robin was grumpy. And Nami was ill. Luffy sighed. He didn't want things to be like this. He wanted them to be fun.
Luffy closed his eyes, and noticed the faint smell of soup from the kitchen. He smiled to himself. Perhaps things weren't so bad after all? He knew how happy eating made him. "That's it!" He thought to himself. Having dinner will make everyone less grumpy. He closed his eyes and rested his head on his hands. "When dinner is ready," he thought, "Everything will be fine".