AN: This started out as a sheet to keep notes of how the Strawhats interact with one another, but it became lighthearted and I kinda wanna post it as a fluffy one-shot.

Summary: An average day of sailing on the Strawhats ship.

Rating: K

Warnings: Swearing (it's One Piece! I don't know what you were expecting!), OOC moments, short story, tiny and sexual themes (the word perv or wanting to look at panties are as far as this story will go) and small amounts of violence (N-Nami is s-s-scary… T-T)

Word Count: 270 Words

"My, my. You, madam, have caught my eye - not that I have any to begin with. Skull joke! May I see your panties? Yohohoho~" Brook laughs.

Nami smacked the skeleton upside the head. Somehow, a bump grew from his skull, peeking out of his afro. "No way, you perv!"

Chopper began freaking out - yelling for a doctor, before coming to the conclusion that he was - in fact - the doctor.

"Somebody call me?" Franky blushed, taking the degrading insult as a compliment.

The navigator screamed in frustration. "I can't win with you idiots!"

"You shitty guys don't deserve standing in the presence of my beautiful Nami-swan~!" Sanji swooned, waking up a certain swordsman from an amazing nap.

"Shut it, ero-cook! Some of us are trying to sleep."

The blonde snapped out of his daydreams. "What did you say, moss ball?" He growled; his leg was lifted for a kick only to be blocked by a sheathed sword.

"Are you deaf too, curly brows?" Zoro taunted. He pushed back the chef's leg, grinning at the blond's ire.

"You know, if Zoro was taking this seriously, Sanji would be without legs and would bleed to death." Robin states casually, with a knowing smile on her face.

"Don't say that!" Usopp's head became larger, his eyes pure white with rage and his teeth a hell of a lot sharper.

"Shihihihi! I love you guys!" Luffy giggles loudly, snapping the Strawhats out of their daily pandemonium. All of them smile at their captain...before shouting at each other once more.

'I don't know how I ever survived without them," The future-king-of-pirates thinks fondly; yelling for Sanji to make some meat. Little did he know, his Nakama were wondering the same thing.