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I have a poopy to releasey 

Luffy was scurrying around the walls of the shack. He had woken up about an hour ago and was desperately searching for an exit. The fumes of rotting corpses and french fries traveled up into his nostrils for too long, making him nose-blind to the pungent scent.

“Meat…Meat…” Luffy weakly mumbled as he drooled on the cracked and musty floorboards. No matter where he went or which room he entered, he was met with the sight of dry paint peeling off the walls. He wondered when he would get to feast again, not where his crew, his dear friends, were at right now. 

Where had they gone? 

Where had he gone?

 Those worries had not crossed his mind, for the boy was too hungry to think of anything other than food, particularly meat. Suddenly, the presence of a vile and sinister individual enters the room, sending shivers down Luffy’s spine. Quietly keeping his steady breathing, Luffy glances around frantically, hoping to see another life form standing before him. Another life form that could feed him. 

“Mmmmm..” The presence moaned.

“Hello..?” Luffy croaked. “Do you have any meat?” 

“Ohh….litel boy…” The voice was getting closer. The whole shack was encompassed with darkness, taking away Luffy’s ability to see. Luffy then jumps at the feeling of a hand crawling up to his shoulder, gripping on his flesh with its long, icy cold, slender fingers. 

“You want some meat, boy?” The voice shaked.

“Yes, please!! I’m begging you!!” Luffy pleaded, turning his head back to meet the orange, disgusting, ugly perverted eyes of Hisoka.