44Author's note: So here I am with a new collection of independent funny oneshots, this time for One Piece. Those who have read Bleached Thoughts would be already familiar with the format. This story will be updated whenever I can think of something funny. That said, read and enjoy the first chapter. And let me know what you think about it.
Genre: Humor
Characters: Luffy, Usopp
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: I don't own OnePiece. I couldn't write it so well.
"Ow, I'm stuck," Luffy commented staring at his feet embedded deep into the concrete ground of Arlong Park's main courtyard. He tried to pull them out, but to no avail. Usopp also tried to pull him out, but remained unsuccessful as well. And because the officers of Arlong Pirates were closing in on them and Zoro and Sanji couldn't fend off all of them, the situation was quickly becoming dire. Usopp realized it too well and could barely suppress the urge to run. If there weren't so many people watching and if Luffy's life wasn't on the line, he would have done so a long time ago. This way he decided to give it one last try. He predictably failed again. Well, big surprise here, he thought. How am I supposed to accomplish something even the freakishly strong captain couldn't? Only he is strong enough to get stuck in the concrete. Wait...
"Luffy," he said as an idea formed in his mind. "Why don't you punch the ground? It should shatter." Luffy looked at him in confusion for a moment before his face brightened.
"You're so smart, Usopp. Why didn't I think of it before?"
"Because you're an idiot and can't do anything without my help," Usopp muttered not too quietly, but Luffy paid him no mind. He concentrated on implementing the plan.
Punch. Punch. The concrete ground cracked.
"You see?" Usopp gloated. "My perfect plan worked. You should recognize me as the captain." He turned around to watch Luffy's response, but the young captain wasn't jumping around pummeling fishmen as was expected of him. Instead he just stood there slightly hunched over.
"Usopp?" he said.
"Hm? Am I not the greatest?" the sharpshooter asked for some well-deserved praise.
"Now my hands are stuck as well."