just looked too stupid.
The tallest and widest of the trio grabbed Luffy and hurled him at the nearest house.
There was a crash and a small cloud of dust formed.
“Luffy!” Mona looked a little scared at the cloud of dust.
The broad man was already walking towards it. Mona looked at each other one by one. The one in front of her was pretty sloppy and certainly not very fast.
She grabbed his wrists, pulled him down and yanked her knee up. So she hit his nose which cracked noisily.
She turned to the second.
Out of habit she reached into her pocket, but there was nothing, it was true, Zorro still had the dagger.
Careless as she was, she got a fist in the stomach. Mona groaned and stumbled back.
There was nothing to be seen of Luffy and the fat dumpling. Mona sat on the floor and looked into the sparkling eyes of the somewhat stockier man. He held an older sword in his hand that could certainly still do something with a lot of strength.For the first time in a long time, the girl was paralyzed with fright.
It seemed as if swords were flying through the air, because the man in front of or above her fell bleeding to the ground. His last breath was definitely taken.
Mona discovered Zorro, who was just sliding two of his swords back into the sword scabbards.
With heavy steps he came towards her; "Can you get up?"
"Yes." At least that's what Mona thought. The punch was stronger than she had thought and a sharp pain shot through her body.
"Or not." she gave, creased.
Zorro looked around and saw Luffy, who shot a rather fat guy straight to the moon.
Without further ado he picked Mona up.
She was so amazed that a slight red sheen appeared on her cheeks.
Luffy came back to them. He discovered the slashed man first then the one with the broken nose, who must have passed out from pain. It was clearly not Zorro's handwriting.
"Tried my best." said Mona meekly.
Luffy laughed; "It was great!"
They hurried back to the white sand beach.
"All hands on board. The Navy is sure to show up soon." Zorro called to the rest of the crew.
Mona's eyes widened. "You ... you want to take me with you?"
Luffy laughed again; "Of course you will never find Shanks otherwise."

A few hours later, the island was getting smaller by the minute.
The straw hats were now scattered across the entire Flying Lamb.
Mona marveled at the ship, it was in need of repair, but still a pure beauty.
Chopper had a thick bandage wrapped around her stomach so she couldn't move around properly, but that made sense.
There wasn't much going on on the ship.
Sanji was cooking.
Usopp was tinkering with something.
Chopper was playing something.
Nami studied maps and Luffy slept.
Mona decided to go to Zorro. She wanted to say thank you.
When she finally found him, her eyes almost fell out of her head.
Zorro was standing on the railing, holding a huge pole in his hand with weights hanging from only one end.
She hid behind the mast.
"1995 ... 1996 ...."
She listened to him counting until it stopped abruptly.
Mona peeked around the mast, but no one was there anymore.
Someone grabbed her wrist and pulled it back. It was a big strong hand.
Mona was trembling slightly.
Zorro leaned forward and was now very close to her ear.
"I'll keep an eye on you."
These words were only whispered in a voice that made the hair on the back of her neck stand up.
Zorro inhaled the scent from the girl. She smelled faintly of apples and somehow of flowers, maybe even of roses.
Since they were standing behind the mast, no one could see them.
Suddenly Mona felt something warm and soft on her neck and she winced slightly.
Zorro continued to caress her neck. >> It tastes good. << thought the Marimo.
Mona shot an unhealthy blush in the face.The girl was still shaking stronger this time, something brought Zorro back into the brutal reality and he let go of Mona as if he had burned himself on her.
Still quite shocked, the black-haired one didn't even notice that Zorro was hurrying below deck.
After a while she ran her fingers over the place where the grass skull had amused itself.
While she pondered why the Marimo had done that, Sanji called for dinner.
Mona looked at the stuff in her plate. It looked good it smelled good, then it should taste good too, right?
She tried, in fact spices exploded in her mouth. She was amazed. Sanji was a really, really good cook.
Late in the evening Mona stood leaning against the railing, the whole ship smelled of alcohol, the crew's liquor corpses were scattered on the deck.
Mona didn't drink alcohol and she didn't think much of fetuses either. A sip of alcohol could make her stick drunk. She just can't take it.
She was humming a quiet song when suddenly arms swung around her waist from behind.
The tight stomach muscles immediately gave away the grass skull.
"What are you doing here?" he asked in a low, rough voice.
Mona got goose bumps.
"Nothing .... oh yes and thanks."
Zorro didn't have to have drunk much, his breath only smelled faintly of sake.
The Marimo laid his heavy head on the girl's shoulder.
"Thanks for what?"
"Because of this morning." muttered Mona.
Zorro was silent and looked at the starry sky. Since he was only eight inches taller than Mona, it was quite comfortable on her shoulder.
The wind rustled softly and billowed out the great sails.
Strands were blown in Mona's face. But she didn't want to move, maybe she would scare off Zorro like that.
She liked the feeling that came over her as soon as he touched her. His muscular body was probably a real feast for the eyes, so shirtless of course.
Mona swallowed. What was she thinking then? Zorro didn't like her, that was clear, wasn't it?
She heard faint snores. She peered carefully to the side.
"HEEYYY ARE YOU REALLY SPINNING ???" shouted Mona and a snoring Zorro fell to the floor.
He opened one eye in pain. "That could have been easier." growled the grass skull and lay down more comfortably.
Tired, she slipped down the railing, wrapped her arms around her legs and finally fell asleep.

Violent swaying of the ship and wet spray that splashed into her face woke the young lady.
The ship leaned dangerously to the right and Mona threatened to roll off the ship at the last moment she clung to the brittle and slippery railing and then pulled herself up again.
A new big wave hit the Flying Lamb and Mona hurled it against the
Masts where her head hit hard.

Mona opened her eyes carefully."Is she awake?"
"Yes. But she doesn't react!"
Mona closed her eyes again and fell again into an oppressive darkness.
Later she opened her eyes again.
Her head was pounding and her body felt numb.
To be on the safe side, she looked down at herself. Her body was covered by a blanket, but it was definitely still there. Only she couldn't feel her right arm anymore.
With a touch of panic, she slowly turned her head to the right.
The grass skull lay on her forearm and snored one off.
Again she closed her eyes.
At that moment the door opened. Voices. The weight on her arm disappeared and it began to tingle. Uncomfortable ant migration.
She raised her eyelids again. This time she saw clearly and perceived her surroundings.
But she did not yet understand what they were saying.
Zorro was still sitting in the chair and watching Chopper.
Luffy stood at the end of the bed, Nami, and Usopp leaned against the wall. Sanji paced up and down the small room.
The girl wanted to say something but couldn't make a sound.
"She hit her head badly. Otherwise everything is fine, but it will probably be a long time before she is completely the same again." said the moose.
Luffy sighed.
"We also have to repair the Flying Lamb again. Nami, when is the next island?"
"Tomorrow at noon we should reach the next one. The next one is Dawn Island. Shanks was last seen there."
The others nodded.
Luffy was secretly happy. He would finally see Shanks again. It's been a long time since you last saw each other, 10 years to be precise.
Chopper looked at Mona for a long time. She searched the room with her eyes and looked at everyone intently, but she didn't really seem to be in this world yet.
The ship's doctor sighed.
"I'll start cooking then,"
"Oh yes." Luffy followed the Smutje. Usopp decided to fix what was possible and Nami also left the room. Chopper needed some items from the storage room. Now only Zorro was there.
He was sitting on a chair with his arms crossed and seemed to be asleep again.
As Mona could see, he too was bandaged.
Suddenly she felt a stimulus in her throat and broke out into a violent fit of coughing.
Zorro was immediately awake and looked around.
Chopper wasn't back yet.
He got up circled the bed and sat Mona on, so it definitely wasn't that painful to cough.
It wasn't long before the seizure subsided and the girl collapsed weakly.
Zorro let it slide carefully back into the pillow.
The door opened and Chopper entered the room.
"What happened to Zorro?"
"Gn she coughed violently." he grunted.
Chopper's eyes widened.
"V ... maybe she has water in her lungs." he mumbled uncertainly to himself and grabbed the periscope (I don't know what the part is called) from the table.
The little moose jumped on a chair with it and listened to Mona's lungs.After the girl took a few breaths, he got off the chair with relief.
"No water."
"Aha." Zorro's skull was buzzing and would have loved to drink the pain away, but Chopper had forbidden it and the spoon swing didn't give him any sake.
The Marimo was about to nod off again when Mona stirred.
Chopper, with his back to them, didn't notice this.
Zorro looked at the girl, the black glistening hair, the reddish eyes that seemed to shimmer, the beautiful, full, curved lips.
The beautiful neck down are to her legs, it adored the whole girl. But he didn't want to admit it to