... shoot lightning! Would be cool! ". Mike looked at him. He thought it was one of his fantasies again. This time, however, he seemed dead serious. He had that twinkle in his eyes again! "Andrew ...", he started, "That's pretty unlikely ... These things are terribly rare ... And if you eat them you can't swim anymore, can you?". But the blonde boy didn't want to hear all that. He turned on his side and fell asleep. At such moments he was a stubborn donkey, he didn't want to hear that at all. Mike talked to him for a while, but then he also lay down to sleep.
The next day, at dawn, the 16-year-old slowly opened his eyes. He couldn't see anything because it was pretty foggy. The only thing he noticed was that they didn't seem to be driving anymore. They seemed to have reached an island. He straightened up, but Andrew clapped him. He turned around and hit Mike. "Ouch ... can't you pay attention?" Mike said, rubbing his arm.
Andrew finally woke up too. He looked around, puzzled, and rubbed the sand from his eyes. "Where are we here, Mike?" He asked. He got out and pulled Mike out. They pulled the ship ashore and looked around. "Are there people here?"asked Mike, scratching his head. Andrew replied with a short shrug.
Slowly the fog passed and the two wanted to take a look around. Maybe they would find a village. So they went to look around. But even after a long search, they found nothing.
The island looked ominous, and there was a rustle in every bush, Mike wanted to go on straight away. But his friend pulled him along with a whistle. "Andrew let's go again ..." Mike said but nobody was listening to him. Every time something rustled he turned around in panic, but mostly it was only smaller animals.
Andrew was hoping to find a devil fruit. He wanted one for Mike too! His thoughts were so deep that he tripped over something. "Ouch ..." he rubbed his forehead and slowly sat down. Then he got up and saw a small chest lying beneath him. What was that? Mike persuaded him to leave it, he can't just take that. But that came too late because he had already opened it. Inside was a chart and a fruit. It was a strange reddish yellow color. His buddy gave him a look that should read: It's not her! It's definitely poisonous! But Andrew had already bitten into it. Mike folded his hands over his head. "Why did you eat it ?? Who knows what that was ??" he looked at him reproachfully. "That was definitely one of those devil fruits! What can I do now?" He jumped up and down, hit a tree and did somersaults. Mike looked at him in surprise, and Andrew was just annoyed, because he thought it was a devil's fruit. "You see it wasn't one! I bet it was poisonous !!" Mike looked reproachfully at Andrew. Andrew didn't give up, he jumped on, hit trees and tried to transform himself into an animal: "Why doesn't it work? I want this to work!".
He punched him in the air and kicked the tree a bit, which Mike almost felt sorry for.When Andrew Hand caught fire, however, the two nearly had a heart attack. It didn't hurt him, that was a good sign. So that had to be it! He had eaten the fire fruit. He practiced a bit and soon got the hang of it. "Isn't that super cool?" He grins broadly and thrust the card into Mike's hand. "Yes, but only as long as you stay away from me with it!" Said Mike, looked at the card for a moment and put it away.
Then they went back to their boat. With a lot of effort, they pushed their nutshell back into the water. Both got in and drove on. Andrew was overjoyed, but Mike didn't know what to say about it. Better nothing at all, he thought to himself. Andrew talked him full: "My devil power is just unbelievable! With that I defeat every other pirate! Now nobody has a chance against me anymore !!". Mike rolled his eyes: "Until you fall into the water you mean, because then you're knocked out anyway! And I won't do mouth to mouth resuscitation! So better not fall into the water!". The blonde stuck out his tongue: "If you do that you can experience something anyway!". Mike was once again on the verge of killing him, he hated moments like that to death.
The two continued to sail across the water, Andrew was eating and Mike was looking at the menu. Unfortunately, he didn't understand a word about navigating, but it was as if the map were of these waters. Which was really handy if they had a navigator anyway. The 15-year-old smacked his lips and looked at Mike: "Tell me ... you can't navigate, can you?". "Where should I come from?", Mike looked at his captain, "And stop smacking your lips is totally disgusting!". Andrew grumbled and looked away, Mike was just like his mother, simply unbelievable. Fortunately, he hadn't said it out loud because Mike hated it.
"I'll hit my ear Mike ..." Andrew muttered, turning on his side and starting to snore. "Oh man ... Now he's starting to snore!How I hate that ... ", the brown-haired man looked at his friend. He looked at the sea and covered his ears. How should he enjoy the sunset when Andrew was snoring so loud? And since when did Andrew go to sleep at that time?
When it was dark, Mike lay down and just mumbled: "Night buddy ...". During the night the snoring stopped again, when Andrew woke up from his own snoring: "What was that? Oh no ... I woke up from my snoring again ... Manno ...". But then he lay down again, and his snoring also became quieter.
The next morning, just as they woke up, they saw something floating on the water. It was too far away to say exactly what it was, but they both thought it was a board or something like that. They weren't sure, but Andrew really wanted to know, so he paddles closer. "I don't believe it! Andrew, there is someone in the water! Seems to be holding onto a board!" Said Mike, shocked. They drove closer to see who it was on the board. "We'd better take a look, Mike!" Andrew said, looking at Mike. Mike also thought he was right: "I think so too. We can't leave this person on the board! We should hurry up! Paddle faster!". "You have nothing to say to me! I'm the captain!", Andrew said pouting, then Mike gave him a head-butt. The two of them paddled on, but the board with the person drifted further and further away. Then they finally caught up with it. Gasping, the two looked at the board, and indeed! Somebody was really holding onto the board. That was just amazing, because who knows how long the person had been hanging on this board. Probably not just for a few minutes.