167 Down in the dumps (2/2)

Of course, if anyone, even his closest friend or his most trustworthy subordinate were to see what he had in store for the boy they would berate him harshly and attempt to choke him out. I mean, who thought of feeding their four-year-old grandson hard liquor and relaxing on the beach with them?

Unfortunately for the absent Luffy, there was no one to correct his grandfather's warped view on child care, so he could only so he could only suffer in silence for the time when his grandfather's view on children would resolutely collapse and he would thus be treated to a hefty dose of 'The Fist of Love'.

With a hum the old Vice Admiral began to peruse through his extremely limited wardrobe, swiftly packing a pair of loud and awkwardly colored shirts alongside an old bleached and faded blue pair of trunks.

Within moments the old man was ready to go, a suitcase in hand and an old pointed brown cap in hand he swiftly exited his room.

”Vice Admiral! The boat leaves in a few minutes. You have been scheduled to travel alongside the delegation to the Goa kingdom, they will drop you of at Logue town!” the receptionist called out politely, before going back to the pile of papers that had to be filled before they would be given to renovate the space.

Garp waved cheerily as he pulled out a coconut from one of his pockets. He looked it over for a second, and seeing as the object was still somehow edible, he chopped off the top with the edge of his palms.

At the very base of the coconut a small amount of liquid sat undisturbed. With a single gulp he downed the coconut water, grinning slightly as he chucked the used object behind him.

A few miles off, a single marine officer walked dejectedly. He had just been dumped. Unfortunately, the world proceeded to take another dump upon him, as a sudden projectile rammed itself to the top of his skull.

Suffice to say, the poor man had to spend a whole week in the infirmary before the nurse allowed him to leave.

With the Vice Admiral however, no such complications arose, for within a few hours of boarding the navy vessel they had already arrived in East Blue waters.

They were on the famed navy steam ships after all, and as the smoke of the top of the boat began to clear, a very cheery Garp could be seen on the port of Logue town waving at the departing ship.