Chapter 1
Chapter 1: We land
Sanji was in the kitchen as per usual, because he is a male wife when suddenly Luffy yelled from his 'spot' on the thousand Sunny's front. "Oi! i see an island!" he hollered jumping up from his seat grabbing ahold of his straw hat and putting it atop his perfectly slick and curly black hair (thats definitely not greasy with undiscovered lifeforms hiding in the dead skin of his scalp). Everyone cheered as they had been on ocean for around 2 weeks now. Sanji smirked stepping outside of the kitchen and out into the open deck, the warm ocean breeze hitting his face. He was holding a platter of Drinks.
"ROBIN CHWAN! NAMI SWANN!~ I HAVE SWEET LOVELY SUMMER DRINKS TO REFRESH YOUR BEAUTIFUL BODIES" He yelled at the top of his lungs in a high pitched sweet voice. Robin giggled as he spun down the stairs not spilling even a drop of the blue and orange drinks. "oh! thanks sanji!" Usopp cheered clapping his hands together reaching for the drinks." "get the fuck back you ugly rat these aren't for your smelly big nosed bitch ass" Sanji spoke in a deep demonic voice grabbing Usopp by his comedically long nose and forcibly smashing him into the soft grass below. Even though the ground was soft, the sheer willpower of Sanji's love for women and definite hate for gay boys fucking killed Usopp. All while this is happening, Sanji still doesn't spill any of the drinks and actually holds the platter perfectly still in order for Robin and Nami to grab their drinks, to which they did.
Once they reach the island the crew (except for Usopp who is lying on the ground bleeding profusely from his skull) realize that this wasn't just any island. oh no it was much worse, maybe even worse than Momoiro Island (the island that made Sanji hate gay boys). Sanji began to lose strength as he realized what the island really was. His MORTAL enemies resided on this island, THE BRITISH. As a french man, this was simply too much for our dear Sanji to take, He collapsed in defeat. He quickly stood up though because he realized he was NO british man's bitch. and he would definitely burn the whole island down in order to prove this. He furrowed his ridiculous swirled eyebrows together in a fit of determination, glaring at the obvious lair for his sworn enemies, The very large greyish blue and white castle standing tall infront of him.