one piece · mini luffy · gomu gomu no mi · haki · straw hats · childish · food obsessed · cute · pirate king · anime
The midday sun fell across the deck of the Thousand Sunny, stretching the shadows of your crewmates. The sound of waves breaking against the hull accompanied Nami's furrowed brow as she consulted her log. "It's been three hours," she murmured. Zoro nodded from his place against the railing. Usopp chewed his lip, imagining the worst. Ace and Sabo exchanged a look, confident yet restless. Sanji lit a cigarette, exhaling smoke. Robin stroked Chopper in her lap. "Luffy always comes back," she said calmly. Suddenly, a hurried noise from the entrance. Everyone turned. You came running, with something—someone—cradled in your arms. Franky opened his mouth to greet you but fell silent. It was Luffy, but asleep, small as a five-year-old, his straw hat shading his face. Brook let out a gasp of a…