He’d been in this situation countless times before. And really, it wasn’t his fault now - how could he have known that chasing after a Sea King for its delicious meat would result in him being separated from the rest of his crew?
“Well, they’re fine by themselves,” Luffy said to no one in particular. Alas, he was all by himself, stuck on the Mini Merry with naught in sight but the ocean and a giant dead fish floating beside him. He must have gotten separated in the chaos, that much was clear. What wasn’t clear was how he was going to get out of this and keep the meat for Sanji to cook.
It probably wouldn’t be fresh enough for sashimi anymore, he thought with a pout. Luffy fell down onto his back on the wood of the boat, one arm stretched out and gripping the Sea King’s corpse, the other moving to cover his face from the harsh rays of the sun with his signature straw hat.
“Man... it’s too hot to think.” He stuck his tongue out. “Maybe the meat will cook with it being this hot...”
What Luffy didn’t notice was a ship heading his way - a ship issued by the World Government.