i got really board trying to write an assiment.... so i wrote this instead Ok so its a OP fanfic but a few anime fans will appretiate it
read, enjoy and try not to shout at me too much
The sun broke free of the horizon, a new dawn. The orange light shone upon East Blue making the sea sparkle like a giant blue diamond. The two boats where the only thing that cut the horizon as they raced towards the shore. The helm of the leading boat grinned as he skilfully brought the
Tiny Topper into a reach as he leaned back to against the wind. He looked over his shoulder at the boat only a few hundred yards behind him. His brother was having as much fun as he was, his own boat was almost vertical in the water as it hit a small gust.
The boy in the leading boat pulled his ropes in tighter straining for as much speed as possible. “I’m going to beat you this time bro!” he yelled the delight in his voice was as clear as the sky’s above him.
The man behind him grinned evilly. “Nope I’m pretty sure I’m gonna make this a even 100”. Bear groaned as he watched his brothers boat transform at the touch of a button. A box at the front of the boat exploded into action and a huge parachute kite flew into the air ahead of the small craft. Blessed with this extra sail area, Nick shot passed his brother like a cork from a bottle.
Bear shook his head as he watched his brother cross the finish line ahead of him for the hundredth time. He should have known better, the famous shipwright and inventor Nemo D. Nick always had a trick up his sleeve.
….
Bear grunted as he pulled both boats up the beach. They where relatively small single man boats but the still weighed a ton. His job wasn’t made any easier by Nick refusing to get out of his boat (the
Speedy clam XII ) until he had finished recording the data on the experimental kite sail. Brad threw the ropes down.
“GET OUT OF THE BOAT BAKA” he yelled at his brother who was obliviously calculating the wind speed the kite would work best.
“……..”.
“Don’t ignore me again” The angry loser seethed.
“………”
“ FINE”. Bear stomped over to the
Speedy clam and worked his hands and fingers under the boat. Snorting through his nose, his face slowly turning red with effort he lifted the craft above his head.
Nicks head peeked over the side. “Err Bear put the boat down…”. His brothers eyes were dark pits of fury.
“Please???”
Nicks answer came as a adrenalin fuelled roar as his younger brother threw the boat up the beach. Nick screamed like a little girl as the sailing vessel flew through the air before smashing into the cliffside.
The inventor sat up amongst the wreckage of his masterpiece, his head rolling.
“ Bear, we really need to work on your anger management”.
The younger boy grinned and grabbed the rope of the Tiny Topper and pulled it easily up the beach. Nick shook his head he never ceased to be amazed at the raw power of his brother. When nature had given him strength of mind, Bear had gotten strength of body.
“ Nick buy me some meat”
“ YOU JUST SMASHED MY BOAT BAKA, GET YOUR OWN DAMN MEAT”
“But you said you’d treat me after the race” Bear moaned crestfallen as he sat down in the sand next to his brother.
“ Aye I did but that was before you, THREW ME INTO A CLIFF”
Bear grinned and put his arm around his brother. “You know I didn’t mean it”
“Yer, your just a sore loser“. Nick jumped to his feet. “100-nil, 100-nil he sang as he dodged a poorly aimed punch.
“BUY ME MEAT” The berserk teen yelled as he gave chase to his bother down the beach. Nick laughed half happy half terrified as he sprinted towards the village.
Well what else can you expect from Ares D. Bear he thought as he was caught…
…….
The only restaurant on the small island of Ripjaw was called
Happy-Go-Lucky . Its owner Happy, was a man wrapped in mystery. Some said he had once been second in command to “Red Leg” Zeff, before he had left the grand line. Others said he seasoned his cooking with seaweed and oranges to improve the flavour. Even less said that this was all bull and he was a happily married man with a wife and two kids. But EVERYONE agreed that he used about three cans of hair-spray too keep his huge afro in check. All Bear and Nick knew was his barbecued meat was the best this side of the red line.
Happy was currently struggled to keep up as the meat he cooked hardly touched the plates before it was drank by the brothers.
Yes drank he thought as he flipped another stake.
Cuz there’s no way they have time to chew… “HAPPY MORE MEAT”. They shouted in unison holding up there plates.
After their stomachs where filled beyond human capacity, Bear ordered a coke and watched as Nick scribbled into a small note book. That book Bear mused was probably one Nicks few real treasures. Inside was every invention and ship design the young man had ever thought up of. The kite sail was amongst the newest of these ideas. The shipwright closed the book and put it back in his pocket, and stared into space for a few minutes.
“ Bear, what’s you dream”. Nick looked his brother in the eye.
“ Dream?”
“Yer, you know your goal in life”
Bear grinned “ooh right I got ya”. he stopped and thought hard for a few seconds. Nick couldn’t help giggling a bit at the sight of this. It looked painful.
“ I want to travel the grand line and eat meat“. the idiot gave his brother the thumbs up and winked, obviously pleased with himself. ”what do you think?”
“ …..”
“Bro what you think pretty cool right“.
Nick stood up “Happy how much do we owe you?”.
“DON’T IGNORE ME BAKA!!!”
Nick stared horrified at the bill “HOW MUCH”
“THAT’S IIIITTTT”
Nick expertly dodged his brothers punch by fainting at the amount on the bill. It was Happy who received the blow square in the forehead. The chef flew backwards making a Happy shaped hole in the back wall, complete with afro.
Damn that’s a strong afro, Bear calmed himself down and picked his brother of the floor.
“So many Beli’s” gibbered Nick while draped across his shoulders “How can so many 0’s be on one piece of paper!!!”. Bear grinned madly this happened every time they ate out. ”Ahh fun times”.
Happy lay twitching on the grass at the back of the
Happy-Go-Lucky. “Wait you didn’t pay me yet. And why is no-one helping me? I HAVE A CONCUSSION DAMIT !!!”.
……..
Bear walked through the small village that had been his home for all 17 years of his life. Nick was still over his shoulder unconscious. There must have been a lot of noughts for him to be this bad. Bear tossed it over in his head. Next time I wont have a coke. he looked at his brother. This was the man who had looked after him all of his life. Nick had never told his brother what had happened to there parents. All Bear knew was that when his brother was just 12 he had brought his baby brother to this island and raised him. To earn money he had set up a tiny boat repair shop. By the time he was 17 because of his skill and genius he was known as one of the best shipwrights and ship inventers of East Blue. Now at the age of 29 he was world renowned for his skills. He owned the second biggest shipping yard in the world, and ran it practically on his own.
Bear kicked the door to the boat hanger open. This in itself was a s sight to behold. Six half finished ships rested in huge cradles along the slipway. Various incomplete inventions and half formed ideas littered the floor walls, and in one case the roof. That idea had been a ship rigged with a hot air balloon. It had been quickly abandoned because of its liability to explode. Although it might have something to do with Nick’s inability to get the thing down again.
“Have you seen Elie anywhere around here?”
Bear’s head twisted around to see Nick comfortably resting his head on his hand while reading a book. Bear’s eyes grew dark.
“How long have you been awake”. He asked through gritted teeth.
“20 minutes, since we left the
Happy-Go-Lucky” Nick said in a bored voice. “So have you seen Annie?”.
“you’ve been making me carry you for no reason for 20 MINUTES!!”
“……..”
“DON’T IGNORE ME BAKA!!!!”. Bear grabbed his brother by the collar of his jacket and through him across the hanger. Either Bear was extremely good at aiming or Nick was the luckiest man alive. But screaming like a little girl he landed in a pile of newly sewn sails. He was up again within seconds.
“OOOYE ELIE GET OUT HERE I NEED A HAND WITH SOMETHING”. Nick’s voice echoed all around the massive hanger, just as Bear’s had before. Bear shook his head restraining his anger, and walked over to the far corner of the hanger where he slept.
Need to get out of my sailing clothes…
“ELIE!!!” Nick yelled.
“Shut it baka, I’m coming already“. A young girl appeared from around the back of a smashed up version of the
Speedy clam (that one had a experimental version of a rocket launcher strapped to the front). She was running her fingers through her raven black hair. She looked tired.
“Baka? Baka? Is that any way to talk to your boss!”. he looked down at the young girl as she removed a hammer from the shipwright belt at her waist. She looked up at him with her big blue eyes. And then repeatedly smashed him over the head until he lay whimpering on the floor.
“I was working on the new rudder shaft for the
Running Softly. You know the marine ship you where supposed to finish THREE WEEKS AGO” . She reinforced her comment with a sharp rap to his head. “As well as that you still have two merchant ships to complete. That pirate ship that still needs a mast and new rigging. And lastly that caravel needs to get put in the water, its getting picked up tonight”.
“Caravel?”
“You know the one you helped Merry design”. She shook her head. “Your memory is terrible”.
“Merry?”.
“The guy who looks like a goat”.
“Ok ok I’ll get on with it then”. He picked himself up from the floor. “AND STOP HITTING ME ON THE HEAD. YOU’RE MY APPRENTICE IT SHOULD BE THE OTHER WAY AROUND“.
“THEN STOP SKIVEING OFF WORK TO SAIL”.
“MAKE ME !!!!”.
WHACK.
“Ok ill get right to it“.
………..
Bear chucked the salt stained t-shirt and trousers he wore to sail into the basket. Before washing the salt from his hair he looked into the mirror. Despite his unusual strength he wasn’t overbuilt, more stocky with wide shoulders. His dirty blond hair constantly look as though he had just got out of bed. He towelled his hair and pulled on his usual black jeans and boots.
“THEN STOP SKIVEING OFF WORK TO SAIL”.
“MAKE ME !!!!”.
WHACK.
He grinned as he slipped on his black jacket. It sounded as though Elie was having fun. He walked over to the general direction of the screaming.
Damn it I forgot to put on a t-shirt again, ooh well.
…….
“I’m going out” yelled Bear as his brother added the final coat of paint to the goat figure head on the front of the tiny caravel. Nick grunted as he carefully outlined the pupil. Elie looked up from the huge mass of ropes she was tying into rigging for the pirate ship.
Why don’t you stay and help instead of wondering around the village uselessly.
“Cuz I have the carpentry skills of a goldfish”
“More like plankton skills” yelled down his brother as he slid down the figurehead and onto the dock. “Just avoid Happy for a while ok I really don’t want to pay that bill“.
Bear nodded and headed out of the hanger. Nick sighed and put down the paint brush. Great I thought he would never leave“. he shouldered a toolbox and headed to the ship at the other end of the hanger.
“NICK-SAMA WHERE TO BUSY FOR YOU TO WORK ON SPEEDY”.
Nemo D. Nick turned and looked into his young apprentice eyes. “I’m going to give speedy to Bear“.
Elie stopped what she was doing and stared at her mentor. “WHAT, your going to give the dream ship you’ve been building for 5 years to Bear!!! “ She walked over and poked her him in the chest. “Why?”.
He told me what his dream was today. And he can’t do that if he stays on this island, so he needs a ship“.
“Then give him one of these“. She yelled indicating the five other ships on the dock.
Nick shook his head. “no if he goes I want him to complete my dream for me”.
Elie grinned and walked with her master. “You really think the Speedy Wind has a chance of getting all the way to the end of grand line“.
“If it has the right captain and crew, then yer it will“. He scratched his chin thoughtfully. “The real problem is to get my idiot brothers lazy ass off this island”.
“Then you go to grand line. You sail the grand line with
Speedy and Bear. I’ll look after things here until you get back”. She added grinning.
The older shipwright laughed. “AS IF I WOULD YET YOU LOOK AFTER MY COMPENY YOU ROOKIE”. He turned his back on her and started leafing through his idea book. “Your 100 years to early to build a ship by your self any way”.
A vain in Elie's forehead pulsed she drew her hammer.
Shipwright style: Hammer toss of DEATH.Nick for the third time today screamed like a little girl as the metal hammer came hurtling towards him.
Why do I surround myself with people who’ve got such short tempers?BONK.
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The huge marine ship had weighed anchor just off Ripjaw. Now three rowing boats came towards the island with the speed that could only be achieved by years of training. Vice-Admiral Kane put his foot on the side of the small boat. And looked at the enormous building where the genius Nemo D. Nick, lived, worked and would die...
((ok guys that was it. i like complements so post them. and advice is always counted and useded so post that aswell. i also enjoy being shouted at. its fun to learn why people dident like it so i can improve. eather way post if you read this and give me your comments))