Someone has been in Luffy's bedroom.
The signs aren't exactly subtle - large bootprints painted in a layer of wet dirt littering the floor, all the doors carelessly left wide open without thought to close them, and a faint smell that wafts through the halls, like salty sea water and rust, just as briny as it is metallic.
Whoever was here did not care for discretion. They came loudly, deliberately, with intention of attraction immediate attention - only to then discover the rubber Captain was nowhere to be seen.
Other than the mud, there's no immediate harm that has befallen the ship. The purpose of this mystery visitor's arrival was not to destroy the Sunny directly - although the way they haphazardly threw the doors open may have caused some damage as a result.
Instead, they simply entered loudly, realized Luffy was not in the vicinity, and then left again.
...Well, almost.
That large piece of beef jerky Luffy had left under his pillow for a late night snack? That's gone, now.
They made their grand entrance, realized Luffy was not in the vicinity, smelled the unattended jerky and ate it like an opportunistic dog, and then left without leaving a note.
nostrils are flaring, chest just noticeably expanding in short, quiet huffs as Luffy sniffs at the air of the cabin. he hardly ( maybe even never ) uses this room, always found sprawled across at least one of his fellow crewmates in their lodgings instead.
the captain's quarters thus became a guest cabin instead …
… as well as the straw hat's occasional, super secret hiding place for food that he was not supposed to have. that is, if he didn't first shove it all into his mouth in one go.
but the salty sea water smell? nothing new. the muddy boot prints on the typically untouched cabin floor? a little strange, but disregarded. no, none of the obvious disturbances seemed to bother him or hold his attention. instead, an unsettling wide gaze fixates on the pillow which lies slightly askew on the made up bed — tossed to the side unlike before.
Luffy blinks once, then twice — fingers curling and uncurling, agitated at his side.
then suddenly, spinning back to the unhinged entrance to the room—
❝ GUYS! A GHOST STOLE MY BEEF JERKY!! THERE'S A GHOST ON THE SHIP!! AND IT SMELLS LIKE JAGGY!! ❞
/ anonymous aardvark ( it's @ferromagnetiic this guy ) - unprompted ( always accepting )
