Tom's Workers

DISCLAMER: I don't own ONE PIECE, and I am not in affiliation with Toei Animation, Shueisha/Jump, or even the evil 4Kids Entertainment. This is my own idea, but like I said, the characters are not mine. They belong to Eiichirou Oda-sensei.

KS: NOTE: This is a rewrite of the original Tom's Workers, since the first was so poorly written. If you haven't read through the Water 7 Arc, you might not want to read this. As far as I can recall there are no real spoilers (until much later IF I continue this fic…) but you might not understand it.

It's a fic about the lives of Tom's Workers…there will be fluff, etc.

Pardon the usage of the word "crap", but it is used in One Piece with frequency.

Anyways, enjoy.

It was a beautiful, clear day in the city of Water Seven. The sea was calm, the air was crisp…but that doesn't mean that it was peaceful.

"EYOUCH!" young Cutty Flam cried, falling backwards and sticking his thumb in his mouth.

He had just struck it with a hammer while working on yet another of his Battle Frankys; he stood to his feet and glared angrily at the unfinished ship.

"Stupid ship!" he growled, kicking it.

"YAHHH!" he shouted again; this time, he had stubbed his toe. The hammer fell from his hands and landed upon his other toe, eliciting another yowl of pain.

"Crap, ow, crap, ow, crap crap crap...!" Cutty shouted as he hopped about, holding his feet in alternation.

Iceburg walked up to him, his brows raised in confusion. "What are you yelling about now?" he asked with an irritated sigh.

"I hit my thumb with a hammer, stubbed my toe on the ship, and dropped my hammer on the other toe…!" Cutty groused, now on the ground trying to nurse his poor feet and thumb.

"Bakanky, if you hadn't been building those irresponsible ships that wouldn't have happened," Iceburg said.

"Shut up, Bakaburg!" Cutty growled.

Stupid Bakaburg, he just didn't understand!

Iceburg sat his hand on his hip and looked down at Cutty scoldingly. "You're just too wild," he muttered.

Tom walked up, a huge stack of lumber hefted on his shoulder.

"What's all the commotion?" he asked.

Iceburg pointed down at the little blue-haired shipwright apprentice at his feet. "He accidentally hammered his thumb, then he stubbed his toe, and then he dropped his hammer on the other toe," he explained.

"TAH ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Tom guffawed after hearing the explanation.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY!" Cutty shouted.

Tom laughed for a moment longer before finally regaining control over himself. "Haha, but it is! You know, if you hadn't gotten angry at yourself and the ship, you would only have your thumb to worry about. As it is now, you've got three injuries!"

Cutty looked a little thoughtful. "I guess so..." he mumbled, getting up.

Tom smiled, laughing a little again. "See? Now just get right back up and show that nail who is boss!"

When the great fish-man turned to walk away, the lumber that he was carrying swung around and hit poor Cutty in the face, knocking him over.

"Ah! Franky!" Iceburg exclaimed.

Tom turned back, looking down at the decked Cutty.

"TA ha ha ha ha ha!" He laughed again.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY!" both Cutty and Iceburg shouted in unison.

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