On the Thousand Sunny, the 8’9 skeleton with an Afro was playing his guitar, singing for his crew as they danced and laughed, and ate. Today was nothing special in particular. At least not to anybody else, but Brook was happier than ever.

Standing near Franky, he was jamming out on his teal shark guitar, the Soul King was having a blast this fine afternoon.

“YOHOHOHO!”