- Raufblume! - shouted a young caregiver after they had received the closed door, and then quickly searched for the right one among the several hundred keys.

Groaning ... She was Nina, the curator of the home. Here she was famous for two things: for her strictness - and that she is very pretty. She's really nice too, in my opinion, but she doesn't overdo that skill either. She, too, like all caregivers, all grew up here. Here, on this island that is perhaps the best hidden island on the Grand Line. It is a miracle that it also has a name. To be more precise, Ohigiri. But who in the world calls an island "rice ball" ?! Absurd. Most island names have absolutely no meaning. For example, alabasta. Or yes, yes. But I just had to land on an island like this one. Why couldn't it just be called Orchidea, Okawara, or something else entirely, if it just weren't so embarrassing.The door opens - oh dear! Now comes the good old "let's pretend we're sleeping corpses" tactic ...

- Vicky ... - heard a silent word over the ceiling.

- What about you that you suddenly call me by my real name? - asked the little heap a bit reproachfully.

- Just that you should have been up two hours ago. We already had breakfast, and besides you, only Mira and Jenny weren't there. - Vicky knew exactly who Nina was talking about: Mira suffered from a serious illness, and two years ago Jenny was bitten by a werewolf, and now, under the full moon, she had to be treated.

The other hallmarks of the island were the werewolves and the vampires. Most of the time there are no problems with them because they want to melt into the residents as much as possible. That is the general. But here are also two ancient vampire and werewolf tribes who live on another island. This island is about 200-300 meters away from this island.But at low tide a rock maze appears between the two islands, and some outrageous creations sneak up on Ohigiri. So nobody is out on the streets at night, or God forbid, in the woods. They could only get Jenny because she didn't have time to get home and the critters attacked her. When she closed the door of a warehouse, one of the beasts caught her. But she was still luckier than her grandmother, who disappeared two weeks later. Therefore many of them are orphans. The families of the courtyard houses have to reckon that they may not be there tomorrow. Vicky was only a few months old when she was brought here. She thought it was unfair. She had no chance to remember anything. Nothing at all.

- But I'm not hungry - she said last.

- But it was your favorite dish, the passion fruit salad. With lots of chocolate syrup. - Nina answered doubtfully. Vicky wanted to hide her hunger, so she answered very slowly:- No problem. Then I'll just have lunch. I have time. I also meet Mira and the others just half an hour later.

Nina shrugged her shoulders and got up from the bed.

- In any case, I'll leave your portion here, maybe you'll change your mind. - She was already at the door when Vicky sat up:

- Thanks. - Nina stopped.

- No offense. But if I were you, I'd go out as soon as possible. The weather is beautiful - she said, then close the door. Vicky quickly had breakfast, then she put on her favorite gardening pants, her orange T-shirt and her red sports shoes. She was about to go outside when she saw her reflection in the mirror.

- Now I'm not going to be a buffalo - she smiled, and she immediately grabbed her hairbrush ...

***

- VICKY! - called a little girl, who was sitting in a wheelchair, when she saw the characteristic, almost black, dark green hair.- Hello Mira! - greeted her on the stairs - how are you? - she asked when she got to her friend. Mira and Jenny, complemented by Marilyn, were her best friend. They were inseparable because nobody used to label them normally. Jenny and Mira were cast out because they were sick, and Vicky was a bit weird. Marilyn wasn't weird, and she wasn't an outsider either, she just had thumb-thick glasses on her nose. The four of you didn't miss the others either, because when they talked to them, they were thought to be retarded and insane. They felt good with each other. Only Nina and a few other caregivers managed to get her to speak.

- Great - they replied in unison.

- Then everything is Paletti - she grinned, and asked further - What are we doing today?

- Why do you ask, it's your turn - Mira smiled.

- Al'right. Then we can go straight to the seashore! Let's go to the candy shop!The Candy Shop was Vicky's secret place, her own fortress that now functions as a small pirate ship. It wasn't actually a pirate ship, but Vicky remodeled it. The skull had a red flower embroidered in its mouth, which wasn't exactly to be feared, but Vicky didn't want anything like that either. She thought that being a pirate had nothing to do with looting or killing. The pirates are free, they can do whatever they want, whatever they want. They have no ties, they travel the world, search for treasure and have huge parties. And if you give it a little brawl, at least they get stronger. And who cares about everything else?

- Marilyn's first officer reports that the sea is calm, the wind is favorable and everyone is full! - she added, and after they stopped laughing, Marilyn looked out to sea.

And she didn't believe her own eyes! A few hundred meters from the beach a ship swam ... with a huge skull on the sails of the main mast!When she woke up from her daze, she walked off the basket in the most clumsy way possible, almost giving the others another laugh. When she came to them, she couldn't say anything at first. Then she put all her strength together, pointed to the sea, and pressed the word out:

- P-PI-PI PIRATES !!!