"Roger" says the blue gentleman.

"What did dragon san said sabo-kun" blue gentleman aka sabo's ally asked.

"It's nothing, Koala don't worry. He just assigned me on a personal mission" sabo said.

Blue gentleman aka sabo, the chief of the revolutionary army he always wore a long black jacket with a buckle on the left sleeve, with a blue shirt and vest, a frilled cravat, and a simple belt holding a pair of loosen light-blue pants with black boot. He also wears a pair of brown gloves and the top hat with goggles over the band.

"That's rare, dragon san and a personal mission? Sounds weird" koala said suspiciously eyeing sabo. Apparantly the blue gentleman has a habit of going on deadly missions without caring about anything or his own well being.

"Well, it has something to do with his son, that's the only thing I could tell you because it's a secret" he said and winked at her.

"Okay if you say, but... Be careful if you come back with even a scratch I'm gonna kill you" she said angrily with her teeth looking like sharks teeth.

Sabo just nodded his head like a sacred kitten.

"Well then I'm off" sabo said as he bowed his head down like a gentleman he is.

He bid his goodbye and went away.

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"Oyaji! Oyaji!"

The lookout shouted from the crow's nest, telescope in hand.

"What is it jack?" Whitebeard asks, chugging down some sake.

"The Red Force is approaching!"

Whitebeard pauses in his drinking.

What is that red-haired brat doing in the East Blue?" Whitebeard asks himself. He takes another swig of sake and swishes it around in his mouth for a moment. "Jack, do they look like they want to fight?"

"No..." Jack mumbles, extending his telescope.

"There isn't anything that's indicating a challenge on their part."

Whitebeard swallows and frowns. The sunlight beats down on his large head and he squints in mild discomfort.

"Alright then. Let's see what the brat wants." Out of the corner of his eye, Whitebeard sees Marco emerging from his cabin. The first division commander looks weary, and he rolls his stiff shoulders as he walks towards his captain.

"Is there something up-yoi? I heard a bit of commotion." Marco says. He cracks his neck and tension falls from his body.

"Been busy my son?" Whitebeard asks.

"Just a lot of paperwork this time from our last mission"

"Anyway, you didn't answer my question-yoi. Is there something wrong?" Marco asked again.

"Nothing at the moment, but we may have a visitor on board."

Marco makes a confused sound then turns to look where his captain was previously looking. Realization sets in and the phoenix groans, while Whitebeard laughs at his misery.

"You've got to be kidding me..."

"Whitebeard!"

The Red Force glides along the glassy blue waters next to the Moby Dick. A man dressed in a black cloak and floral pants jumps onto the deck. His signature crazy red hair sparks recognition for anyone who sees.

"Shanks..." Marco grumbles, crossing his arms almost defensively.

As soon as Shanks lands on the wooden deck, energy waves ripple through the air and lots of the crew tumbles over, unconscious.
(I searched shanks entry on Google because I don't know how to write it 😂😂)

"You brat! I told you to stop doing that!" Whitebeard booms.

"Oops sorry," Shanks chuckles, obviously the most easygoing among the group. "Sometimes I just can't help it."

"What are you doing here? If the marines see us together in the east blue, they are going to get on my ass for it."

Shanks smiles and pats the dust from his pant legs. He places a nonchalant hand on his sword and walks up to Whitebeard with small, easy strides.

"I was going to ask you the same question. Some nuisance group of pirates was provoking my crew who came here on a sake run. So, I came here to deal with them myself." Shanks snickers. "Although they were hardly worth the challenge. It only felt worth it when I scared them to death! HAHAHAHA!"

"Why did you come on my ship brat?" Whitebeard asks. Ever since the younger brat came on his ship, he can't help but feel a little weary of others. Shanks places his sole arm over his heart and reels back over-dramatically.

"What? Am I not allowed to visit my fellow Yonko? I'm hurt Newgate, we don't get to talk often. Besides, I decided to give you some of the sake I just acquired. C'mon, I know how much you love sake..." Despite how relaxed Shanks looks; Whitebeard can see his crew on the Red Force staring at him with their hands on their weapons. His own crew is no different, they are both waiting for a fight to break out.

After a moment os silence, Whitebeard gestures to the grinning captain.

"Alright brat, bring it over and sit down." Shanks grins even wider and makes a beckoning gesture to his crew. Several of his crew mates roll barrels to the edge of the ship and lower it down with ropes. All together there are 6 large barrels full of untouched sake.

"Marco," Whitebeard addresses. "Crack open a barrel would you?" Marco nods and obediently opens one. The sweet smell immediately assaults his nose as he tosses the top of the barrel away. He picks the barrel up with ease and places it in front of his captain.

"Thank you my son." Whitebeard pours some of the sake in his large sake cup then takes a sip. He swallows then makes a hum of approval. "Not bad brat. Not bad."

Shanks chuckles then pulls out his own bottle of sake. He takes a swig and some of the liquid escapes down his bobbing throat.

"That stuffs great! Hey Marco! Join my crew!" Marco cringes.

"No."

"Aw come on! Well, it was worth a shot anyway! HAHAHA!" Shanks laughs then takes another few gulps of his drink. "So..."

Shanks leans forward and taps the sake bottle on his lips thoughtfully. His eyes narrow and his eyebrow raises. On the Red Force, the crew shuffles and someone cocks a gun.

"What are you doing in the East Blue Whitebeard?" Shanks's face looks mischievous, but his tone holds suspicion. Whitebeard just looked at him. He seems oddly defensive.

"I don't know why I should be answering any questions you have brat, you're many years too young to demand things from me. "

"I'm not making any demands!" Shanks chuckles, waving his bottle defensively. "Just making conversation is all."

Some scuffling is heard in Marco's peripheral, but he ignores it in favour of the tension leaking all over the main deck.

"But, I am really curious why you would bother coming over to the weakest Blue..."

"We all have our reasons." Whitebeard says, dodging the question. The scuffling gets louder and this time Marco looks over his shoulder. "And I'm no different, just taking a stroll."

"Oi..." Marco starts, realizing who is coming with growing dread.

"Stroll? Please! Is there something you're after?" More guns click on the Red Force causing the same to happen on the Moby Dick.

"You're never this straightforward brat. Is there something in the East Blue I should be aware of?" Whitebeard asks, frowning. Shanks has lost all amusement and he stares at Whitebeard darkly.

"Nothing you should concern yourself with." The smile is chilling and some of the crew swallows nervously. Marco can hear the stomping and distinct sound of Ace yelling clearly now. He starts running to the stairs in an effort to stop the boys before they make an appearance.

"Are you telling me to leave?" Whitebeard asks, aware of where Marco has gone.

"No... just letting you know that there is nothing here. Where has your first commander gone hm?"

"Boy you're prying a little too much on a ship that isn't even yours." Marco is almost to the stairs, then Whitebeard won't have to keep up this empty chatter anymore.

'Stay down there!' Marco wants to shout. But just as he reaches the stairs, a blur of red and black bursts out and almost tackles him to the ground.

"Marco! Stop Ace! He's trying to kill me!" Luffy latches onto the commander's shoulders like a monkey. Marco totters at the weight and grabs Luffy when he accidentally almost falls off.

"Get back here you idiot! I told you to stop sticking things in my ears while I'm asleep!" Ace stomps up the stairs with the rage.

"AHH!" Luffy screams then jumps off Marco's shoulders.

"Wait! Luffy! Don't run in that way-yoi!" Marco tries to reach for him, but Luffy slips through his grip and runs straight in the direction of the meeting. "Shit!"

"Shishishi! Come get me now Ace!" Luffy sticks out his tongue at his brother in a taunting gesture. He's too busy looking back for Ace that he doesn't see the commotion where he is heading to.

Luffy lets out a cry, when he crashes into something hard. The sound of glass breaking fills his ear drums and something wet partially splashes on his face.

The kid groans and sits up. The mystery liquid smells sweet and when he tastes it, he grimaces. It's disgusting!

"What's the big idea?!"

Luffy shoots a glare at whatever got in his way, just as the other does the same. In a moment, their faces light up and they gasp in surprise.

"Anchor?!"

"Shanks?!"

Both crews blink at them, then do a simultaneous: "EHHHHH?!"

(This is where our chapter ends, thankyou for reading and voting on my story)

(I just added shanks because sabo is travelling 😂😂 and well I wanted shanks entry too that's why. I really hope you guys like it)