Baratie part 11
Luffy: Gin!
Morbius: What the hell are you doing?!
Gin: I don’t care how much of a living legend he used to be. Now he’s just a cook. I wouldn’t have to break a sweat to kill him.
Luffy: That traitor! I’ll send him flying!
Sanji: Wait. Let’s hear what he has to say first.
Gin: I’ll spare him. But you have to leave. Don’t make this any harder, Sanji. Don’t force me to kill both of you.
Sanji: Run away? Not a chance! You look even dumber at gunpoint, Old man. What kind of example are you setting for the other cooks?
Zeff: I don’t need a lecture from a brat like you.
Sanji: Would you stop calling names?! Quit treating me like a kid!
Chef 1: Sanji, now's not the time for yelling!
Sanji: Point that gun at me.
Luffy: But what if you die?!
Morbius: Yeah!
Sanji: Shut up!
Gin: Why you, Sanji?
Pearl: Someone’s eager to die. Luckily, I'm more than happy to oblige. Allow me. It would be a pleasure to beat you to a bloody pulp. The absolute natural pearl surprise
*Pearl punches Sanji with one of his shields.*
Luffy: Sanji!
Morbius: Why the hell didn’t you duck or something?!
Sanji: Cause if I did, then that rat over there would pull the trigger on Zeff.
Gin: Why are you doing this? Just leave the restaurant peacefully and no one gets hurt. Please!
Sanji: This restaurant is the Old man’s life! I’ve already taken everything else that man holds dear. His power. His dreams. So while I’m around, I’m not gonna let anything else get taken from him!
Patty: Sanji, behind you!
Pearl: Pearl cymbals!
*Pearl slams his shields against Sanji’s head.*
*Flashback to when Sanji was a young boy on a ship.*
Chef 1: Stop being a dofus. That’s just a fairy tale for seafaring cooks.
Chef 2: Don’t get me wrong, we’ve all had our fantasies about it, but remember it’s just a dream.
Sanji: Then I’m going to find the All blue! Then you’ll see who’s dreaming!
Chef 3: That's quite the quest. Good luck.
Chef 1: Hold it there, little man. Do you even know what kind of place the All Blue is?
Sanji: Yeah, I do! I’m not an idiot! The All Blue is a place where fish from all over the seas live. The eastern sea. The western sea. The North Sea. And the south sea. For cooks who’ve taken to the sea, it’s a paradise. And I’ll find it someday.
Chef 1: Yeah. It’s got fish and plants all over the world. Any chef would jump at the opportunity to cook there.
Chef 2: The cooks I know would risk life and limb to find it. If it were real. You think a miracle sea like the All Blue could exist?
Chef 1: Think about it, kid. It’s impossible. I bet it’s a lie told by some daydreaming cool.
Chef 3: Ok, enough with the stories. Get out there and collect some plates, Sanji.
*Sanji and the cooks clean the plates that will have food on them.*
Chef 1: Look at this. These dishes still have food on them.
*The chefs start eating the leftovers.*
Chef 3: This one’s barely been touched.
Chef 2: If you ask me, the customers are spoiled these days.
Sanji: It’s gross to eat the leftovers of strangers. Just let me throw that stuff away.
Chef 3: That kind of talk proves you’ve got a lot to learn, Sanji. If you choose life on the high seas, you’ve got to be resourceful. The ocean is a strange and unpredictable place where wasting food could be a fatal mistake. So why don’t you have some?
Sanji: No way!
*Suddenly, the customers in the restaurant start to panic.*
Waiter: Pirates are here!
Sanji: Pirates?
Waiter: It’s “Red Foot” Zeff and the Cook pirates!
*Zeff, a vicious pirate, and his crew board the passenger ship.*
Captain: I take it you’re the infamous pirate, “Red Foot” Zeff? What do you want?
Zeff: Steal! Take everything with value!
*The pirates begin pillaging the ship.*
*Later*
Pirate 1: Hey, captain, we better hurry before the storm gets worse.
Zeff: I know.
*Zeff notices a bag with the stuff they stole. He opens it to find it full of food.*
Zeff: Hey, You. What’s this?
Pirate 2: I’m sorry, Sir! I just got hungry-
*Zeff kicks him.*
Zeff: We never touch other people’s food! How many times do I have to tell you?!
Pirate 2: Yes, Sir…
*Sanji tries fighting back against them with some kitchen utensils.*
Pirate 3: Hey, kid. You wanna stop swinging those around before someone gets hurt.
Pirate 4: Damn, he got me real good. Now I’m bleeding.
Sanji: You pirates better stay away from me!
Chef 1: Sanji!
Chef 3: Stop it, you’ll make them mad!
Zeff: A little too young to have a death wish. But that’s no reason to grab it.
Sanji: Alright, you jerks! If I’m dying here, then I’m taking some of you with me!
*Zeff kicks Sanji.*
Chef 1: Sanji!
Pirate 3: Good one, captain.
Pirate 4: That was brutal.
Sanji: I’m not gonna die… not here!
*Sanji bites down on Zeff’s leg.*
Sanji: I got to live! So I can find the All Blue!
Zeff:…
*Zeff’s men laugh at him.*
Pirate 5: This little man is gonna find the All Blue?!
Pirate 6: That’s a good one! Can you tell the little twerp it doesn't exist?
*Zeff kicks him off.*
Sanji: I’m not gonna draw my last breath until I’ve seen the All Blue…
Pirate 1: Captain, we better leave immediately! This storm is getting worse!
Zeff: Alright, men, playtime’s over. Let’s load up and head out!
*As the pirates begin to load their loot, a large wave washes Sanji into the water. But Zeff kicks the mast of the passenger ship down and grabs it.*
Zeff: Damn, brat!
*Zeff then dives down to save Sanji. But a larger wave sweeps both ships.*
*Sanji wakes up on a rock with curved sides in the middle of the ocean.*
Zeff: The brat finally wakes up. You’re lucky to be alive, you know.
Sanji: You!
*Sanji tries to get up, but is in pain.*
Zeff: Moving around isn’t a good idea. You’re still banged up.
Sanji: What about the ships?
Zeff: Who knows? It was a terrible storm. Our ships were most likely destroyed. Seems we’re the only survivors. Washed ashore on a desolate rock where there isn’t even a tree to give us food. True that there are fish in the sea, but the rock has been curved by the waves in such a manner that we wouldn’t be able to climb back up if we ever went down.
Sanji: This is all your fault, old man! I hope you die!
Zeff: You can whine all you want, but it won’t help. By the time anyone comes, we’ll be a couple of skeletons.
*Sanji sees a bag next to him.*
Zeff: That bag there. It’s your share of it. It’s some of the food that washed ashore. Should be about 5 days worth. It’s not much, but it’s better than nothing. If you ration it out, it will last longer. Good thing we’re both cooks, huh?
*Sanji sees that Zeff has a much bigger bag than him.*
Sanji: Hey, wait! Is that your share?! You have way more than me!
Zeff: Of course I get more. I’m a grown man, so I need more to survive than a runt like you. You should be grateful that I’m sharing any of it with you. Don’t expect any pity from me, you brat.
Sanji: Bastard…
Zeff: You go to the other side of the rock and keep watch for any ships. If you see one, holler. Otherwise, don’t talk to me. That just wastes energy. We need all we can get.
*As the sun begins to set, Sanji watches for any ships to come and save them. While Zeff grabs a nearby rock.*
Zeff: So this is the end of Zeff’s red foot!
*He slams the rock on his leg.*