Klank hammered away at the main-deck, effortlessly repairing the minor damage caused by a storm just moments ago. It would be inaccurate, though, to say that towering waves or severe lightning had anything to do with it. Captain Bighead had been running all over the ship in a fit of rage trying to maneuver the ship to ride the waves. When he finally caught his rhythm, the Captain transferred that rage into wordless shouts and taunts. He laughed maniacally at the storm and that's when he started unintentionally putting holes in the ships floor. His overgrown legs and obnoxious head could put holes in anything. Thinking back on it, Klank began to chuckle as he finished pounding the last nail. He damned the Captain's devil fruit power as he stood.

"Nothing like a good storm to start the day, eh men?" The Captain stood where the figurehead should be. That's not to say his own head didn't act as a double. Often, it did. Klank assumed it was a part of Bigheads strange humor.

"I can think of a few better ways to start the day," Klank replied.

"Nonsense," he yelled boisterously, looking far out into the distance. "That storm just acted as today's workout, and that, I say, is beautiful." The Captain flexed his calf muscles without even looking back.

Klank stepped over to the starboard rail taking note of the suns rays dancing across the sea. "Silver lining," he said good-heartedly.

After a few moments, something had begun to ring in Klanks ears. It was feint at first, but grew into a sort of humming that carried a sense of foreboding. He looked to Bighead and knew the song was not lost on him. Staring out into the sea, an island slowly came into view on the horizon. It was the first they had seen in weeks, and just as Klank was about to speak, a series of cracks and pops echoed. He looked up and the main mast was beginning to bend, eventually snapping. The top half of the mast fell forward until it reached a weird angle. What happened next sent chills down Klanks spine. The pillar slowly swung to starboard side. It stopped when it was pointing at the barely visible island.

Captain Bighead removed himself from his post and began taking the steps to head in that direction. A task that would prove difficult with a now broken ship.

"Don't just stand there, mate." Bighead said energetically "You're up."

Klank pouted angrily as he approached the mast. "I'm always up," he mocked under his breath. Looking up, he observed the damage and then gathered the necessary materials. It would take a while to get to the island, anyway, so Klank decided he would take his time. All the while he couldn't help wonder about the eerie humming.

"Today is the day," Issac told himself, "today is the day I finally get off this island!" He had been a not so willingly resident of the secluded land for nearly four months, and somehow the castaway never stopped believing that he could free himself from the torment of solitude. If he were an ordinary man, he might have starved to death weeks ago, but supplies always seemed to was ashore at the last moment, keeping Issac on the constant line between life and death. Three times since he had thought himself rescued, but the storms around the island we vicious, almost finding enjoyment out of the false security of an empty sea, but they couldn't fool him. He scrapped together two long planks with a loosely fit string and whipped the achievement from his brow. "I got you this time, sea. You can sink their ships, but you still gave me lumber," he laughed. "Check and mate."

"Not goinggggg to worrrrrk," Sasayaki hmmm. She was the treasure weapon of this clan, a kusarigame forged from the remains of a monster valiantly slain, yet also 110 alive and a pain in his ass. At the start of the journey, she was as normal as any legendary weapon could be, but Sasayaki gained the unfortunate ability to talk after she managed to consume the devil fruit that washed up in the first wreckage. She had been attempting to lure ships to the island ever since, humming an eerie tune that reached wide. "You couldn't build a boat if your life depended on it."

"It's not a boat," Issac grinned. "The sea can sink a boat, but she wont be expecting a raft, and the crappier, the better," he laughed, unapologeticly. "You think you're soooo clever," he screamed to the salt blue horizon, "but you're not as smart as you think!"

The black chain loosened from behind his back and peaked out over his shoulder, the blunted end of the kusarigama swaying back and forth like a curious child. "Uhhhhhg! Why are you sooooo basic!" she moaned. "Of all the people to awaken me, I had to be stuck with you."

Issac tucked her back, too focused on his ingenious plan to trick the sea when, when he heard a rumble in the distance. His eyes left his raft for one moment before he felt the wood slide off the stand that held it in place, his wrist somehow tangled in the twine that held it together. "Here we go again," Sasayaki declared, finding her enjoyment as the force of the rafted swept him off his feel and sliding to the beach below. His mouth caught the sand as they stopped just shy of the waters, gifting him with the most flavor he had tasted in months. "Andd scene," Sasayaki finished.

The beaten man stumbled to his feet, shaking the sand out of places that sand should never be. He looked at his raft, mangled on the shore, and took a moment of silence for his failed creation. "Attempt number 121, failed, but still promising. I don't care if it takes a thousand tries, I will beat this island."

Sasayaki hummed, so close to his ears that he felt his soul shake, before becoming uncharacteristically quiet. Quickly her chain loosened, weaving it's way through the air like a musical serpent, only stopping when Issac caught the handled section of the bladed end. "Ohhhhh. Myyyy. God. It just might be your lucky day," she screeched.

"Isn't it always," Issac smiled, seeing the ship drift closer to him, its mast resting across the deck. "Close enough," he remarked, believing this time would be truly different.

It had taken much longer than expected to reach the island with the main mast destroyed. With the help of Captain Bigheads devil powers and his insane strengthening routines, it was almost no effort for him to lift the fallen shaft so that Klank could mount and secure it back in place. Every so often, he would glance towards the island from his perch near where the pillar had cracked in half. The closer they got, the easier it was to make out a figure on the shore.

"Captain," Klank shouted. "Someone is on the island."

"What's he doing," Bighead yelled as he approached the head of the ship.

After a few moments of squinting his eyes and shading them from the bright sun, "It looks like he's waiting."

Bighead leaned forward, his head bigger than ever and eyes protruding from his sockets like a sick pair of scopes. "Hmm!" he said to himself. "I see."

"What CAN'T you see with eyes like that." Klank mocked in disgust. The strange things his captain did always through him for a loop.

Captain Bighead ignored him as he observed. "There's a raft. It's obliterated. And he's smiling."

"Think he was trying to escape?" Klank questioned.

"Possibly." A huge smile spread across his face.

Klank noticed and immediately knew what the man was thinking. "For the love of all the Blue Seas, Captain. If you're planning to take this man as a part of the crew, don't put him through your ridiculous test. This is why we have no other crew."

The captain laughed. "You're here."

"Cause I'm stupid."

Now, the island was close and Klank began preparing the anchor for the drop. A few minutes later the two finally lowered a small makeshift moat klank had made a few days ago. Their last one was destroyed by Bigheads usual antics. Like on the ship, the captain perched himself at the front, his head doubling as a figurehead, not that it was needed for this small craft. It didn't take long for them to reach the shore and eventually walk themselves to this mysterious man and what Klank thought was a sorry excuse for a raft. That would be his first task. While Bighead prepared to recruit, Klank would fix this mans creation, knowing full well that he might buckle under the captains pressure like all the rest.

"i think im gonna die" Stomach growling pain settling in the thought of drifting alone out in the ocean and dying from starvation was starting to get to her.

"Idk how much longer i can take floating around on this iceberg" she thought to her self while staring at her reflection in the water hoping to see land soon. All of the sudden she noticed a huge shadow come up from behind her. Fearing for her life she quickly leaped to the side and skating around the waves freezing the ice beneath her feet.

"its a ship! i wonder if they would let me catch a ride" she said with her mouth watering just thinking about all of the food they might have on the ship. She also remembered the stories her mother would tell her about the random pirate ships she had come across on her journeys as a pirate. Especially being a women out in open water not knowing anything about were she is and armed with her devil fruit powers and a hockey stick she decides to take a chance and take it slowly.

She speed up and leaped towards the back of the boat throwing ice from her hands at the back of the boat creating ice handles on the side. Slowly she climbed up to catch a peak of the pirates on bored. when she reached the deck she glared over to see a weird looking man with a very big head flexing his calf muscles at another crew member.

"strange" she thought but not the weirdest thing she has seen on her journey. Then all of the sudden the she could hear this strange song moving with the wind. She looked up and notice the mast starting to bend! Once the mast broke she thought the ship was under attack so she jumped back off the boat and formed a small iceberg behind it freezing it to the back base of the ship. she remained there with her hockey stick in hand awaiting the fight to finish on deck so she can hopefully hitch a ride with the winner. That or at least steal all of there food.

"Closer," Sasayaki whispered. "Closer you pitiful fools! You confidence will be your undoing! You misfortune is our gain, your pain our pleasure, you blood our life! Closer and closer! Closer until you perish! Bahhh hahahaha!"

Isaac smiled, choosing to ignore her bloodlust for an enthusiastic smile. It wasn't the first time Sass was hangry, and with the lack of fresh meat, she grew particularly aggressive with the thought of newcomers. "Almost here," he testbed, tucking Sass behind him, "Be good, okay!"

"FINE," she screeched, burying her head in his back.

"Helloooo," a large man bellowed, becoming seeming larger as he approached. "Might you be in search of ADVENTURE!?" His thumb shot up to the sky, an act that didn't seem to phase his scruffy companion, only caring about is clever contraption.

Adventure, Isaac thought, I guess I will have to use speech 354 on this one. "Why yes, good sir!" His hand mirrored the tall man, with a head easily twice the size of any normal man. "In fact, what if I told you that by having me along your ship, adventure was guaranteed!" He shot a glance to the other man, hoping to pull him in, but he was even less interested than when he first passed. "Imagine a journey full of daring storms, impossible odds, incredible rivals, and the kind of ending that will be remembered for all eternity!" The man hun into every word, his ears getting bigger, as his nods grew in intensity. "That's what what you get when you recruit Lucky!"

The man stared, a smiling reeling up his face as the air flooded into his lungs. "Fantastic!" He yelled. "When can you start!?"

"Never!" Sasayaki yelled, almost crashinging into the man, only missing after his legs grew like stilts. "I'll kill you, you big headed freak! I'll kill you DEAD! AND IF I don't, his curse will!"

"Curse?" The man chuckled, "Fantastic!" It was then that he stared down Sasa, weaving through the air in an attempt to escape Issac. "But first, I will earn the trust of this majestic creature!"

"Majestic," she yelled. "OHHHH. OHHHHHH NO YOU DIDN'T MR OVER COMPENSATION." She lunged at him again, when the man intercepted the chain with his massive legs, rolling around the barren land while performing some sort of workout with her continued resistance.

"It's leg leg day," the man behind him finally said, not offering much more.

"You're not going to regret this," Isaac said with an open hand in front of him. "And if you want, I can even hitch a ride from the back with my raft."

It was at that moment, for not reason at all, a lightning bolt crashed down from the clear blue sky, completely disintegrating his raft. "Ohhh well, guess I stay on the ship." And it was at that moment, when the second bolt came crashing to the rear of the ship, where he assumed the lodging were. "Fantastic," he smiled.

"How much longer is this fight gonna be either there is a war going on up there or someone can't figure out how to fix a mast" siera thought to her self well trying to ignore her stomach rumbling loudly in the back ground then all of the sudden the ship stops moving!!

Siera peaks out the side of the ship to see a scrawny looking man and this weird looking weapon behind him. "what in the hell could that thing be" she thought to her self and then at that moment she got nervous like the weapon some how knew she was there and saw her so she jumped back. nervous and excited at the same time she climbed up the back of the ship to get a better look.

When she got closer she swore she heard the weapon speak and then out of no where is started to go after that weird man with the giant head. "No way is that what all that noise in the wind was earlier?" she thought to her self. "This just got a lot weirder" and as she thought that she saw a lightning strike come roaring out the the sky and disintegrate the scrawny guys ship. Siera lost control of her entire body and fell off the front end of the ship laughing and crying at the same time. when she hit the water she created a shell of ice around her in hopes that no one saw or heard her fall off the ship. When she peaked out of the top off the ice shell she realized that was not the case.

"Well now look at this" captain big head said to the girl hiding in a shell of ice

"Are you telling me that we have another taker for some adventures"

Siera burst out of her shell and came flying on to the beach landing next to the disintegrated raft. "why yes you have found the strongest pirate thats ever existed! Also you have found the hungriest pirate that has ever existed so give me all of your food!!"

"HAHAHA" the old man laughed moving towards siera with out a care in the world

"Stop right there old man, how do i kno that your not here to just tell me what i want to hear so you can put me in a cell and chop me up for dinner later or trade me to some other ship for food or supplies" siera said pointing he hockey stick at that big head of his.

"Fiesty now are we, you remind me of someone i used to know, you wouldn't happen to be from water 7 would you" the big headed man said continuing to walk towards siera

"no" siera replied "im from tequila wolf, and im just looking for a crew that will take me across the seas to become the strongest pirate there is!"

Captain big head laughed in surprise and when he got close enough to siera he reached his hand out and said " i think we can manage that! welcome to the best crew thats ever sailed these sea's!"

It was at that moment siera smiled probably the first smile she has shown in a long time since running away from home! that is until she saw that talking sword and the put her guard back up... "can you tell that talking weapon to stop staring at me" she said glaring right at it as if she was looking for a fight!

As Klank approached the broken raft, he thought to himself if the lone man actually believed it would get him anywhere. Even in shambles, it was obvious where his failures in creating his escape had appeared. Bindings in all the wrong places, not enough security in those spots, and a few more important parts to keeping a raft together. He seemed excited, though, as Bighead conversed. He promised adventure and enemies and Klank couldn't help but think even more damage to the ship he worked so hard to maintain. That worry was confirmed by what seemed to be the somehow hot-headed attitude of the guys weapon. It was alive and apparently in fighting shape. Bighead was not phased and toyed with the weapon.

"It's leg leg day," he said. Suddenly, a bolt of destruction crackled down and had its way with the mans raft. He flinched as it happened.

"Well," he whispered to himself. "No fixing that." He observed the ship again just to make sure. He considered whipping out his multi-tool and the board on his back. It would have been pointless, however. Starting a brand new raft was the only way to help this man. That seemed pointless as well, as the captain had already been so intrigued. The man didn't even get a proper test, probably for the better though. Bigheads test always steered people away. As soon as staying on the ship was mentioned, another bolt of lightning struck, this time on the ship. He sighed at the thought of what the weapon yelled out amidst its attack on the captain. Curse.

Out of nowhere, someone fell from the ship and turned into a bulb of ice. The person approached and Bighead was quick to get excited and already welcome her as a part of the crew. "What the hell is going on today," Klank thought. He was only slightly more than slightly baffled by today's events. Sailing with Bighead was a constant adventure and for a moment, he was interested in what these two might have to offer. The woman seemed defensive and with a wild imagination. Klank went with it, knowing full well the Bighead pirates could not remain two forever if they were to brave and survive the grand line. Not that braving it posed a problem.

Everything was as it should have been, and it seemed the world has deemed these companions, much like Sasayaki, unfortunate enough to travel with. "Sasa," Isaac yelled, "It's happening."

Sasa looked up the new girl, keeping what he believed was stern eye contact while wiggling the bladed end back to Issac's back holster. "Plan 478, if you will Lucky"

She used his name, his chosen name, letting him know that she was serious. Isaac reeled in in the chain, leaving just enough of her to peak out beyond his shoulder. With a few long strides and skillful jump brought him to the side of the ship. When he turned around he felt the captain's eyes soon him, waiting to see what came next. "I don't know if I can do this."

"Shhh," she whispered, drifting between both ears as she talked. "You're a sentimental kind of guy! Is there really nothing that can make this real?"

She wad right, the island was his home. Although he may have been alone, that made it special in a way. His heart, his blood, his soul; it had all been spilled onto the land, and he suddenly felt the surge of nastalgia flood him. "I am going to miss this place," he finally admitted, staring at the land where so many plans came to life. "I don't think I can leave."

A surge of wind caught the sail, the chain that held the anchor severed in the crash. "Take that nerds!" Sasa yelled, followed by the diabolical laugh that he had grown to love. "It's my ship now," she screamed, before a large shadow appeared above her.

Isaac smiled, knowing what was to come. For the only thing that could ever jump that high was an overly zealous man that never skips leg day.

"What the..." Klank yelled as he ran closer to the water when Captain Bighead leaped into the air towards the ship. Unlike his captains abilities, Klank would have to put in some work. He thought for a moment, but it had to be quick. With every moment he wasted on thinking, the ship sailed further away. A cigarette suddenly appeared in his mouth and he grabbed a match to light it. He took a long drag to calm his nerves as he turned to the girl who apparently had some kind of ice powers.

"This," he said as he pointed towards the ship. "This is the kinda crap you're gonna deal with." In the next instant, a number of nails popped into Klanks hand. He took his multi-tool in the other. Now was the time to kick his talents into gear if he was going to make it. Multiple boards were suddenly spread out on the ground in front of him. With the speed of a Logue Town shipwright, Klank began working like a madman. Wood chips and saw dust flew into the air creating a mess of a cloud that surrounded him. Every few seconds his hammer pierced the bubble before whipping back inside. "I'll be damned if I get stuck on this island alone," he yelled, still inside the mess. At one moment his head popped out and he yelled to the ship. "YOU JUST WAIT UNTIL I GET ON THAT SHIP," he directed at the living weapon. More comments and obscenities would be shouted as he worked.

After hammering and sawing away, and the dust finally settled, the smoking man stood next to a contraption he had never built. He looked back to the raft the former stranded pirate had built. He mocked the shoddy craftsmanship. He then said "Yea, I'll be damned."

He took one last drag before turning to the girl again. Squinting his eyes, Klank observed her and then faced the escaping ship. "You say you want to be the strongest?" He duplicated another cigarette and lit it before pushing his raft into the water and hopping on. It resembled a bicycle, the wheels made with large rivets to push water through. beneath his flat seat, and handles was a wooden gear system that connected it all. On either side of him were little boards that would help balance the bike as it crossed over waves. He took another drag. "The Captain can do that, for sure. But I hope you're prepared for a huge pain in the ass."

Without more hesitation, Klank started peddling. Fear struck him for a moment, knowing that if anything went wrong then it would be his last mistake and even in shallow waters, he would sink and die. Once he was sure the bike was working as intended, he was overwhelmed with excitement and began riding the waves with ease. He pushed his legs into overdrive, intent on reaching the ship fast and handing the kusarigama's ass to her on a platter.

Siera stood there with a shocked look on her face. "what in the... how the hell did he get over..." then all the sudden she heard the anchor fell and crash into the water. one at a time the crew members reacted quickly big head leaping high into the air. Once klank had finshed with his bike he was off

"hey now Don't leave with out me!!!" she yells while running after klank. "And who says im not already!"

Siera leaps into the air and raises her left hand freezing the water in front of her. Before she lands she she waves her right hand over her feet and forms ice skates on the bottom of her feet.

"you just make sure you can keep up Mr. Fix It" She took off fast after the ship thinking about weather or not she was gonna like that guy or kick him in the face once she beats him to the ship! She couldn't help but to think carefully about what he had to say because if this big head guy is as good as he says he is then this is gonna be one hell of an adventure.

"I just have to keep an eye on that damn weapon!" she thought to her self while flying through the air over the waves. "That thing creeps me out, and why does it have to make things this difficult! we haven't even done a leg day yet"

Even with all the working out he had undergone with Captain Bighead, Klank had no hopes of keeping up with the girl. There was simply too much resistance as the riveted wheels shredded through the water. As she created distance between the two, Klank peddled harder and harder, fighting the burning sensation building in his thighs. If he gave up the speed now, he would surely never hear the end of it. Quitting in the middle of what Bighead could view as a workout, especially one that involved legs, was one thing the man would get unnecessarily upset about. Thinking about the situation angered him.

"Damn that thing," Klank yelled. His fury towards the cursed weapon only fueled his legs more. He hit the waves with all he had. He finally caught a rhythm and smoothly flew through the air and landing on each waves backside. Gaining speed, he started to enjoy the thrill. Perhaps this was one of his more brilliant creations. "WOOO," he shouted as he leapt over Sierra and actually putting distance between them. A few more big waves and Klank would find himself back on the ship where he could lay into the new recruit about his weapon.

High in the air after his final jump, Klank spotted his target. As he was descending, he pointed to Isaac and angrily shouted, "YOU." He landed with a hard thud on the deck of the ship. The makeshift water bike remained intact, a true testament to Klanks craftsmanship. He hopped off his raft and stomped passed Bighead. " You better get in the habit of keeping that crazy weapon of yours on a shorter chain." He then looked to sasayaki and continued. "I don't need another person on this ship destroying everything, so check yourself. Got it?" For his final assault, Klank turned to his captain and considered if he should. He stopped for a brief moment before screaming "Stop recruiting CRAZY PEOPLE."

Bighead laughed loudly as he pointed to Klank. "If I didn't look for crazy then you'd still be in Logue Town." He couldn't stop his fit of joy. "Do you have any idea," he paused to catch his breath from cracking-up. "Just how insane that stunt you just pulled was? Color me impressed, Klank. Color me impressed." He circled his left hand inwards. "Come on, flex those leg muscles. You deserve it after that."

Klank stared at Bighead blankly. It was no surprise to him that his leader wouldn't be taking this seriously. Nevertheless, Bighead wouldn't allow Klank to just walk away after demanding a flex. When the captain wanted showmanship, he got showmanship whether someone liked it or not. He pulled up his shorts only slightly and assumed a not so enthusiastic pose. "Flex," he said softly and annoyed. His calf and thigh muscles rippled into a chiseled form.

Still laughing, Bighead pointed at Isaac. "That's just one of the many things you can look forward to on this crew, my boy. With proper leg days, as you just witnessed, you can accomplish anything."

"Whatever," Klank said as he grabbed his bike. He rolled it over to the back of the ship to a safe spot away from Bighead. There was no way he was giving that up.

"when i get on that ship im gonna freeze that damn weapon" Siera said furiously making her way back to the ship racing over the waves on a stream of ice in front of her. When all the sudden klank fly's past her with a grin on his face and cigarette in his mouth. "There is no way that scrawny smoking twerp just pulled that off!" she thought to her self when she saw klank fly by. Now her anger was directed at klank and klank only.

When she started to get closer to the ship she threw her right arm forward and and created a big 10-ft ramp of ice in front of her aiming her directly at the ship. She leaped of the end of the ramp and started to do back flips in the air enjoying the last remaining view of the island that the weird guy and the talking weapon was on. "you know at some point im gonna have to start remembering there names" she thought to her self while crashing into the side of the mask on the ship.

She was in a trance lying the on the ground with her head on the floor and butt in the air laying against the mast she just crashed in when she noticed that damn weapon staring at her again. "there is now way im doing that" she mumbled under her breather when she was getting up off the floor. "You need to get a hold of that damn weapon before it sinks this ship and possibly all the food they might have!" she turned and point at big head quickly and said "by the way i haven't eaten anything in days so were do you guys keep your food"

"Well you can have some food once you have proven that your legs are strong enough to even be on this ship" he said with a deep and stern sounding voice.

"I'll just find my own way around then." She said with her stomach growling loudly so that she will hurry up

She looked over to her side at klank and said "hey Idk how you managed to pull that off but next time your gonna lose! Also your the pain in the ass on this ship" she turned around and flicked her left hand at klanks feet freezing the wood underneath him and walked over towards the mast and leaned against it. with a grin on her face.

Klank was walking back towards Bighead and Isaac when the girl crashed into the ship. He shot a quick glance at her butt as she lied on the floor. "Hm," he whispered to himself, raising one eyebrow. At least there's something to look at, he thought. She finally stood up and he watched as she spoke her mind. He was glad someone was on his side, but that only lasted until she mentioned food and then asked where it all was. Klank rubbed his head in thought. The food supply was low as it is and taking on new members would pose a problem. They would definitely have to find another island. In the middle of thinking, Sierra pointed and seemingly challenged him. He chuckled when she called him a pain in the ass. That chuckling ended when ice formed beneath him and he lost his footing, falling to the floor. He crawled off the ice and brought himself to his feet. When he looked at the girl, she was grinning like she had won.

"I see we have a prankster," Klank called out. He flashed back to his first year on the ship with Captain Bighead and the crew he had before. The men were big on games, and though it took him a while to put himself on the same level as the others, Klank became quite the prankster himself. He was known, then, to take these types of things a little too far. He Looked to Bighead and smiled a devilish grin.

"Uh oh," Bighead laughed. "Just remember, Klank, no one damaged the ship more than you when the old crew was aboard."

"Had to teach them a lesson, Captain. Looks like she'll have to learn the same one." Klank looked Sierra in the eyes, smile gone. "All in due time." He let a few ideas run through his head before he started thinking about the food situation again.

"Captain," Klank said, suddenly. "We need to find a town to restock the ship. We've been running low for weeks and if we're gonna be taking on new crew, then we will run out in days. Won't be much of an adventure if we all starve to death."

Bighead rubbed his thick beard for a moment. "Way ahead of you, Klank." He wasn't, but Klank shoved it aside and went below deck to get accurate counts.

Issac felt awful, knowing that his brief sentimental notions caused the others harm. He had lived with the curse for his whole life, but subjecting others to the madness that he survived daily was another storm. "My apologies," he said with a bow. "I did not mean for you all to become entangled in my plans." Sasayaki swayed back and forth anxiously as the others found their way back to the ship. For the most part, he let her be her own person, being alone for so long, but Issac knew even untrained dogs eventually had to learn their manors when taken inside. He wrapped his arm to the base of her chain, reeling here in. "And she is sorry too."

"Don't tell me how to feel," she screeched, trying to tug away like an overtired toddler. "I'm. Not. A. Toy."

"Never," he said with a smile. "You're the only friend durable enough for me to keep, and I'm sorry I had to curse you with self-awareness." He felt the chain loosen, sulking down over his shoulder, the head of the chain snugly across his back. "I don't know you, but I want you, all the more for that." He started.

"Words fall through me," Sasa joined, he previous hostility easing with every word. "Always fool me, and I can't react"

Issac smiled again, wondering what a world without her would have been like, even though it was looking like that would was more and amore possible with the new arrivals. Despite them all, he couldn't imagine abandoning his troubled child, not even if it cost him everything; Issac just kept smiling as the took them both. "And games that never amount, to more than they're meant, will play themselves out."

Just as the chouse hit, he could feel the massive hands to the strange new captain on both of their shoulders and join in with low bellow of an overgrown mouth. "Take this sinking boat and point it home, We've still got time, Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice, You'll make it nowwwwwwwwwwwww."

"Brings be back," Bighead said with the manlyiest single tear that seemed to catch ever ounce of sunlight. "But a man needs adventure! A man needs to roam the sea free! A man doesn't have time sunday morning brunch!" Bighead turned to Issac, picking him to his level by the shoulders. "Do you know what's in brunch, Lucky. Do you know!? It's all carbs! ALL OF IT! WHERE ARE THE GAINS?" He shook, clearly reliving some hidden baggage. "Nowhere," he finally said, putting him down. "Nowhere."

Issac didn't know what a carb was, but was just happy someone called him by his chosen name. "Dam right, cap," he nodded eagerly. It was then that he noticed that the deck was quickly emptying, the others getting to rest after their dramatic entrances. He couldn't know for sure, but he suspect that he might like these new crewmates, and their unique quirks, but Issac needed to see them alive long enough to get attached. "No what, sir."

Captain Bighead smiled, clearly having a plan in mind. "If you're strong enough to keep such a powerful weapon in line, you're strong enough to steer this ship." He pointed to the rear of the boat, seemingly pieced together after a series of unfortunate events. Klank wan't to stock up, so bring us somewhere safe," he smirked.

"Somewhere safe," he nodded. "Right, I can totally do that." Issac couldn't be truly believed that if he had tried hard enough, he could get lucky and find the perfect island to prove his worth. He dodged the slippery sections of the deck as he made his way to the helm, softly resting his hands on the new burden. "Somewhere safe," he said one last time, turning the wheel with no map, no point of reference, and no idea how to operate a ship of that size.

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Meanwhile, back on the island, a mysterious woman appears. The island is deserted, with the exception of a single bottle and a note attached to it.

"Got the milk, but I just realized that we didn't have any glasses. Going to store to find something really amazing. Can't wait for brunch with your sisters.

Always yours,
Snugglebear Bighead II"

The woman looks to her ship, a silhouette of characters watching from the shoreline. "Still playing hard to get, I see." The milk breaks in her hand, cold fluid running down as she grins. "I do love our little foreplay, but it's time to come home, Snugglebear."

"Man the helm, release the sails, full speed ahead, or whatever," Sasayaki mocked, her chain fully extended and wavering in the storm. The sea had been nothing but back to back storms since they departed, driving the entire crew into overdrive as Issac cluelessly lead them through. In fact, it was on several occasions that the other had accused him following the weather, but truth be told, Issac was just spinning the wheel around to feel the satisfying rotation of the shipwright workmanship. "Get the lead out of your ass Klank," Sasa continued, always finding the worst time to piss him off." Klank didn't respond, he was too busy, but he had on several occasions threatened to use her steel to reinforce the ship.

"It could be worse," Issac noted, causing everyone on the ship to stop what they were doing momentarily. They had been sailing with Issac for 3 weeks now, and it was well known that certain words were triggers that you had to be ready to diffuse at a moments notice. "At least the mast is still standing this time."

"Mother fucker!" Klank screamed, a step too late to save the mast from falling. The luckily, the captain had caught the large section of wood, and began to bench the mast. "You," Klank scream at the captain, competing with the storm, "Put it back, you know chest day isn't until tomorrow. You," he directed towards Sasaaki, "If you're not going to help, then shut hell up. Annnd you," he said with a hard point, followed by a long drawn out pull of a fresh cig, "What did we talk about earlier?"

Issac looked to the sky, trying to recall from the arsenal of "suggestions" that he received in the last few weeks. "Don't talk about the ship while you're still fixing it?"

"Don't talk about the fucking ship while I'm still fixing it!" he emphasized, with a long drag before he got back to work. He was a strange character, that was for sure, but no one could fix a ship as fast as the rest of the crew could break it. It was clear that the man loved what he did, and being on the ship would only make him a better builder, but the stress of dealing with four walking disaster might have drove him crazy from time to time.

No problem, he thought to himself, knowing that anything else would get him caged for the day. Instead, Issac went back to spinning his wheel, back and forth with the waves that seemed to cut through any major problems. Spinnnnn, he thought to himself, enjoing the storm just as much as the captain, who was now laughing at the sky, the rain pouring down. It was crazy for sure, but not as crazy as Siera seemed to be about food. Every ounce of anything that could be eaten was tucked away near her, the ice protecting it from the elements. There was something slightly off about her, but she could find a grain of salt on the underdeck of a passing ship in 3 seconds flat. He watched her briefly, before looking forward again. Spinnnn

"Clearing ahead," Sasa yelled, her unique abilities aiding to the crew as the long range scout that other would kill for. "The storms about to break, but the ocean seems to to be missing ahead."

"Missing?" the captain yelled, "Excellent! Take us there!"

"Yes sir," Issac replied, not letting the others hold him back. "Whatever's ahead, I'm sure it's not as dangerous as this storm!"

It was just then that the storm broke, revealing a giant sinkhole in the ocean. Clyde thought they would be going in, falling downwards to certain death, but the ship was traveling the other way instead. The captain stood at the front of the ship, his large head mounted proudly on the front, laughing as the ship began to fall upward. Issac held onto the wheel, only releasing it when he realizing that the gravity was being warped around the island. "Woah," he said to himself, watching the world spin as the ship spiraled upwards to a large rock mass that blocked out the sun. "I think, we're safe," he declare, just before the ship started to wobble uncontrollably. If there was unmistakable sound he had learned on his adventures, it was the sound of a ship reaching his limits, and it came just in time to crash into the island.

Klank lied on the ground with his arms and legs spread out wide. He was overwhelmed with confusion as to what exactly had happened. As he stared below, or maybe it was now the up above, his suspicions were confirmed. The Sea had become their sky. He peered into the giant maelstrom with wide eyes. Around its edges the raging storm continued. In the short distance Klank could hear Captain Bighead laughing. "Amazing" and "Well done, Lucky" were the only two things he heard. That slightly angered him.

"Well done, Lucky?" he questioned to himself. "All he did was play with the damn wheel." Klank wondered if Isaac even knew what he was doing. He sincerely doubted it. The frustrated man popped a cigarette into his mouth, took a longer drag than usual, and sighed the smoke out. It wafted thickly into the sky. Or the sea. "The Sea Sky," he finally said out loud. Klank grunted as he sat up and then struggled to his feet. He would hear credit where credit was due. He did all the work to get them through the storm alive. He approached Bighead and said, "I think you forgot someone, Captain."

"Did I now?" The Captain was smiling and boisterous as ever.

"You're damn straight," Klank pointed furiously. "I'm the one who kept the ship alive."

"You might,uhh."

"Screw that," he interrupted. "You stand at the front of the ship with your big ass head, laughing at death while this fool and his crazy girlfriend steer us toward it. At least Sierra was protecting the food." Klank in the middle of his fit lost sight of her, but it was to late now. He held up his finger so no one would interrupt him while he took another drag from his cig. "You were benching the damn mast. What the hell possessed you to do that? Whatever, I don't need your recognition for keeping the ship safe."

"Klank," Bighead now supported a sheepish grin and pointed behind the shipwright.

He raised an eyebrow before looking. When he did, Klank's heart dropped to his stomach, and the cigarette to the ground. A loud thud seemed to echo in his ears when his knees collided into the grass. He could suddenly feel the wind push lightly against his body. It created waves in the green field and after a moment finally reached a treeline that spanned quite a distance. At the beginning of the forest was what caught Klanks tortured eyes. Splinters of wood and shredded drapes of cloth covered the giants that were the trees. The Bighead Pirates skull was taunting him with the same sheepish grin the captain had showed just moments ago, as if to say sorry.

There was nothing left to salvage. Not a single plank. After what felt to be an eternity of silence for him, Klank finally rose to his feet. He turned towards Bighead and Isaac and walked to them. With every step he took, he remembered a patch job that made him feel closer to the ship. It may not have been the fastest or the most pristine piece of work, but it held all of his blood. All of his sweat. And it was all gone. When Klank reached the two, he looked stoically into Isaac's eyes and held out his hand. Then he shot a glance to Sasayaki. "I want you to remember this, you son of a bitch."

In the next moment, sasayaki's form was in Klanks hand. He gripped it as tight as he could, hoping she could feel it. But she wouldn't. Klank had not been able to duplicate sentience. Instead, this was sasayaki's form before she had been gifted the devil fruit. He continued to glare at her, trying to pierce her gaze where he thought it would be. Isaac never really went into details about body parts of his weapon. He ran his other hand down the chain and eventually wrapped it around his knuckles. Gripping both handle and chain with everything he had, Klank began pulling. His muscles bulged and his veins threatened to explode from his neck and face. He would never tell anyone this, but he had created the replica with a slightly more vulnerable chain connection. After a few more seconds of his best 'showmanship' that only Bighead could teach, Klank ripped the chain from the bladed handle. The tail end rattled as it coiled and fell to the ground.

After breaking his gaze from Isaac's weapon and breathing heavy, Klank looked to Bighead. "I need a little time to think." Blade still in hand, he turned and headed for the forest. His steps were slow as he approached it. He stopped at the tree line and looked up to the shattered remains of all his efforts. It scarred his heart, and to calm the rapid beating, he popped another cigarette into his mouth. Before lighting it and made one appear in his free hand. "This one's for you," he said softly. It would be the slowest cigarette he would ever smoke as he headed off into the forest alone to gather his thoughts.

"what on earth are you guys screaming about we are never gonna get out of this alive if we can't even work together" siera replied while doing the best she could at plugging the holes up in the base of the ship freezing them one at a time just trying to help keep us floating. By the time she made it back to the top deck with the blocks of frozen food the ship started to fall but upwards. She quickly encased herself and the food in a thick coat of ice and then all the sudden she blacked out from the crash

She woke up from the rubble to find klank grasping what appeared to be sasayaki but she was still with lucky. Once she noticed what he was doing to the weapon she realized how pissed off he really was. "i just don't get that guy if he is always so angry then why doesn't he eat more often that always makes me happier" siera thought to her self while making sure the food was in good shape and put away safely next to the destroyed wreckage of there ship.

"so what are we gonna do now captain big head because i don't think this food will last me the night and if klank is gonna run off alone then i think someone should at least be looking for some food" Siera said while sticking her tongue out at sasayaki when lucky had his back turned.

"well that sounds like a good idea why don't you look around and see if there is anything we can gather for the night because we are most likely moving out tomorrow"

"YES!" siera shouted happily because she loves going off on adventures especially for some snacks. "I wonder what kind of crazy animals or maybe fruit that they might have on this weird upside down place... oooo maybe upside down cake cake grows on tree's out here i love it when my mom would make upside down cake!" Siera thought to her self while picking up her hockey stick and leaping in the air and landing on a tree branch. she started sprinting through the wooded area from branch to branch looking some some yummy fruit to gather.

she happened to be jumping past Klank when he was walking "i kno he is pissed but maybe this will cheer him up" she thought to her self while plunging a snowball right at his back when she passed him in the air "hmmm i guess ill find out later how that one worked out"

"Is it weird that I'm a little turned on?" Sasayaki whispered to him while Klank stormed off. Her chain snaked down to look at her broken form, rubbing her head against the mangled copy. "So sweet, so inoccent, so.. soo.. soooo broken!" She reeled up and glared at Klank. "What carnage! The perfect little asshole, and I can't wait to tear you apart like you did me. Do your limbs snap so musically when the crack free?"

"I think he likes us," Issac added, smiling towards him. "A few more fun adventures, and we'll be best friends, I just know it! Isn't that right, captain."

"Right indeed, Lucky my boy!" he said with a massive grin. "Klank puts on a tough show, but he just loves fixing things!" The captain's tone changed, with his hand on his shoulder. "That boy," he sniffled. "That boy is going to fix the world!" The sniffles turned into his signature laughed, his hands moving back to his hims in a heroic pose. "Magnificent!"

Sasayaki turned to sierra, the small white haired child, while captain and Issac were sharing yet another heartfelt moment. Her cold steel glared at the girl when she so nonchalantly mocked her. 'Bitch is gonna get cut,' she thought to herself, her chain shivering at the idea of her delicious cold blood running down her bladed end. "Run along, Snowcone," she screeched, catching Issac's attention, "But your days are numbered, child of ice. Do not forget that it will be me that shall take the LAST DRIP of rotton blood from your pitiful corpse."

"Sasa," Issac tugged. "What did we talk about?"

Sasayaki sulked down, collapsing her chain on his shoulder. "No murder rant.." she whined. "But I'm just soooo hungry."

Issac smiled, looking at the upside down world, and imagining how it could change his outlook on the future. "You really think there isn't fresh blood to be shed, here?" The magic around the island was unique, plants forming in places where light couldn't touch. He had spent enough time on enough island to know what was a natural occurrence, even on the grand line, and what was caused by a devil fruit. He could feel the pull of gravity fluctuating with every step, and knew that the effects would not last forever, and the captain felt it too, which is what had him in excited, looking over his new island to conquer. "Now then, let's grab some food," he declared, heading towards the fresh stash that the white haired child left. "She is always thinking about us!" he smiled, with a crunch into the only apple that managed to survive the wreckage. He prepared himself for another bite, when the remaining food began to float into the air like little ballons, picking up speed as the pummetted upwards to the sinkhole."

"Fantastic," Bighead yelled, intercepting on of the falling fruits before fighting his way back to the island. "It appears we will be fighting the clock, my dear boy. What other surprises have you brought us!?"

Issac shrugged his sholders. "Cool stuff?"

"We mustn't wait a single moment longer," the captain declared. "Onward, to glory! I shall prepare a workout for you all that will certainly push those new bodies to their absolute peaks!"

The captain dashed forward, into the island in a manor that inspired Issac. He hadn't felt this energized since he started his journey, and Issac couldn't even imagine in what way these new challenges would prevent themselves. "Plan number one," he reminded Sasayaki, who was still sulking in hunger, "prove to the world that I am the luckiest man alive!"

It was at that very same moment that Issac felt the ground cave in beneath him, barreling down into the world with the vicousness of the captains chest and shoulders days. Issac hated chest and shoulders day.

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A woman appeared from the wreckage, covered in the black powder that erupted from a shattered barrel. Her arms were scuffed and beaten from a series of accidents over the several days, but her limbs continued to work as if they were unharmed. Below the waist sprouted a brown scaled tail that matched her hair, wiggling itself free of the iron ring that originally contained the barrel. "Ohhhh no, just forget about me again," she huffed, bouncing her way to a clearing on the island and looking up. "Don't worry, my sweet captain," she declared, a sparkle of admiration lingering in her eyes, "I will make sure nothing happens to this crew. I will protect you all, and in doing so, steal your heart!"

With only a few yards into the forest, something had smashed into Klanks back. When he turned to look there was nothing behind him, but he did find a little pile of white fluff. When he could finally feel a wet spot soaking through the back of his shirt, it was known who the culprit was. He took a drag from his first cigarette and looked above. There was a trail of overly rustled leaves leading deeper into the trees. "That's two I owe her," he said sullenly. As shaken up as he was about the death of the Bighead ship, Klank always kept tabs on matters such as pranks. He shoved the second, unlit cig above his ear to save it for later. He stared at the glob of snow one last time before saying "Hm," and wandering further into the forest.

He looked around in the heavily shaded woods. With the few gaps he could see through the tree tops, Klank saw the reflection of sunlight in the sky ocean. "There's no way that insignificant amount of light could help these trees grow." Another drag. "And what about the rain?" he questioned. He tried to get a clearer view beyond the trees and from what he could tell, there were no clouds above. Only the stormy dark ones that surrounded the maelstrom. "Guess I'll have to wait and see."

As he continued onward, Klank knocked on the base of every tree he passed, and listened. "Strong," he confirmed. "Very strong." He tested a few more trees and then stood up straight for another drag that ended the cigarette. He subconsciously started pre-workout stretches while he thought. It was a habit ingrained in him now. As he did, he thought back more on the broken ship. Klank, continuing to stretch remembered the condition Bighead's ship was in when the two met. It was no great ship to be sure. She was in rough shape, but that all changed when Klank had really poured in his efforts. From then on it was top-notch patch jobs just to keep it a float against his captains destructive personality. He thought on that idea for a bit longer before breaking the silence with "I suppose if she had to go, I'm glad it wasn't done directly by the captain's overgrown head." Klank sniffed before duplicating another cig into his mouth. "You'll not be forgotten by me," he promised as he peeked through the leaves and to the sky ocean.

The world was collapsing under his feet, and Issac could feel that he would not be long for this world if he didn't act immediately. "Sasa," He yelled, grasping the bladed end and hurling it into the rock. The blade sang as it dug into the earth, cutting through like it were paper. "Too strong," he followed, the pitch and intensity reeling down to a pleasant tone on the ears. The blade caught rock, and not a moment too soon, as the rock beneath him gave way, falling upward into a blue sky. Issac's grip slipped, and the clumpsy pirate was sent sliding to the end on the chain, grasping sasayaki by her blunt head.

"Uhhg, do you mind," he moaned, particularly sensitive about being touched when not on her terms. "Are you trying to pet me, or something?"

Issac ignored her complaints, waving in the wind like a proud flag, and enjoying the view. "I think I understand this curse," he proclaimed, rocking back and forth on the chain in an attempt to gather some momentum. "Hey, can I get some help?" he asked with a smile."

Sasayaki let out a warning grown as the swings intensified. She was used to a certain level of mischief from her master, but it never made the situations any more tolerable. "Would you like a fresh drink, or some new holes to bleed out of?"

"Just swing me," he laughed.

Sasayaki let out one last protest, before flailing Issac around like a ball on a string. She aimed to make him regret his life choices, but Issac only laughed as she swung him faster and faster. "Is this what you wanted," she screeched, her steel shivering. "Is this what you think is a good time?"

"Annd," he started, wraping a section of the chain around his arm to get a better grip. "Realease!"

Sasayaki quivered, as the force of her protest shot down the chain and into her blade. The earth split in two and the moment the swing hit the peak, the two were sent free and flying towards the center of the mass. The worlds shifted, and Issac flipped with the fluxuating gravity, almost making a perfect landing before hitting the rock face first with a slip of his toes. "Cooool," her muttered to the dirt.

"What the hell," Sasa yelled, her head probing the rocks with a sweet melody. "Are we?"

"Right side up, on an island that is upside down!" Issac exhaled, almost too excited to breath. "The gravity stream took us all the through the island, but isn't strong enough to penetrate the solid spots!" Issac paced back and forth, watching the free ruble float up to an infinite sky. "We are so lucky to be alive!" he proclaimed.

"But we are stuck on the wrong side of this damn rock, with no food, no water, and no more friends." She reminded him, always having a talent of spotting the harsh ground to his floating dreams. "Congratulations, we found a prettier rock to starve to death on!"

"We are just on the upside down, and need to find a way to the downside right!"

Sasayaki moaned, dreading the new onslaught of brilliant plans that would be required to make it to the next hell. "Shall we start over from number two, or just keep adding?"

"Plan number 2, he had already begun, peering our to the sky above the storms. It was a vast world, and seeing what lied above reminded him of home, or the sky islands before they fell. Issac wanted to reach them once more, to let the streams of gravity catapult him into the sky and land on the milky white of the cloud sea, but life would not ever so simple. Returning to the sky was one of his ultimate goals, but that was not would that would some so luckily.

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Bighead collided with the ground after a magnificent leap, trembling the island and the very touch of his massive legs. He froze for a moment, his attention focused beneath the ground itself. "Good boy, Lucky! It appears you are not a disappointing soul, yet you are still untested in combat." A rock rolled over ahead of him, revealing a man that had been sleeping underneath. "Excuse me young sir, could I ask a favor of you?"

The man's eyes, cold and uninterested, lazily peered at the captain. "Can't you see I am trying to catch some sleep. This fight has gone on longer than expected, and I just become a monster if I don't get a full 23 hours."

Bighead laughed, a mockingly monstrous laugh. "Sleep is for cowards," he declared, "A soft escape for those too feeble to face the MAGNIFICENT DAYLIGHT!"

The captain struck a nerve, forcing the man to his feet. "Feeble!? I'll have you know that I have the strongest defenses this world has ever seen! No creature in the world has ever scratched this iron skin of mine, and if you think oth-"

"Magnificent," he captain interrupted, grasping the main in growing hands. "You will become the perfect metric for my new crewmate!" He raised his arms to the sky, growing in length and width, and then jolted himself into the air, shifting his size from his arms to his legs while tossing the stranger directly into the ground, all whilst yelling, "CANNONBALL!"