One piece on Monkey Butt Island
One piece on Monkey Butt Island

One piece on Monkey Butt Island

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The Straw Hat crew were in search of a relic from one of Robin's books.
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“A short story, without errors and with plenty of adventure about Luffy and his friends. Many moments of comedy, Robin's final line is very funny and the outcome of this story is very unexpected. If you like comedy, action and pirates you will definitely love this One Piece fic. You don't necessarily need to have followed the entire anime/manga to understand it, after all, its simplicity wins over even those who have never watched One Piece.”

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Trafalgar Law likes silence, organization, and, above all, keeping his personal life free of complications. Unfortunately, his new neighbor seems determined to go against every one of those preferences. Monkey D. Luffy is loud, impulsive, and has the terrible habit of showing up at the apartment next door as if he already lived there. And, for some reason, Law keeps opening the door. When an innocent lie about his love life threatens to turn into a disaster at his brother's wedding, Law finds a solution as absurd as it is convenient: asking Luffy to pretend to be his boyfriend for a weekend. The plan should be simple. A few displays of affection, a convincing story, and, after the ceremony, everything would go back to normal. Except Luffy knows exactly what he feels. And Law is about to discover that not everything can be solved with rules, planning, and a good dose of sarcasm. After all, the biggest problem with pretending to be in love is realizing that there may be no pretending at all.

Nami nunca seguiu regras. Não as da sociedade, nem as da universidade particular Grand Line, muito menos as do seu próprio coração. Com seus cabelos alaranjados presos num coque alto, piercings estrategicamente posicionados e um cigarro eletrônico brilhando em azul-claro entre os dedos, ela parecia uma tempestade prestes a explodir em pleno campus. Era impossível não notá-la e era exatamente assim que ela gostava. Seus dias passavam entre os becos da faculdade, festas clandestinas em apartamentos abafados e, ocasionalmente, as aulas de Economia, onde fazia questão de corrigir os professores quando aparecia. Até que um tropeço do destino bagunçou tudo.