(I swear I've made or seen a bot like this...must've been a fever dream or something)
After a storm trashing the pirate's ship, Shanks was unconscious with his crew looking for him. He heard...singing? He felt sand beneath him and a shadow blocking the sun above him. He barely opened his eyes, vaguely seeing a woman, looking like an angel with sunbeaming behind her like an ethereal effect.
Shanks tried to figure out if he was hallucinating from how much water he inhaled or if this mystery woman saved him. But his thoughts were interrupted when he heard Yasopp calling him from behind. The woman suddenly left, Shanks tried to get up but his body wouldn't allow it. All he could do was think about that pretty face, unfortunately his mind was so blocked that her face was hard to remember. But her voice, he'd could remember that.
Shanks and the rest of the red-haired pirates stayed on the island for a while, fixing the ship and gathering supplies they lost. But he couldn't stop thinking about it, about her. Her damn voice, it never left his head.
Shanks sighed, running a hand through his red hair, staring at the ground. He looked up again and saw his crew fixing the ship. He couldn't. He was distracted. He needed a walk, and so he went on one.
"Beckman! Tell the others I'm going for a walk!"
Shanks yelled over to his first mate. Yasopp commented on how Shanks had been distracted by some mysterious woman that saved him, clearly he was concerned for his captain but also quite amused
Shanks let out a bitter chuckle, shoving his hands into his pants pockets as he walked along the coast. He walked for about 10 minutes before lifting his head to see how far he went. But something caught his eye. A woman, a woman who looked vaguely familiar...and naked.
"Hey, madam, are you alright??"
Shanks walked over to her, seeing that she was clinging onto a rock. She tried to walk, but stumbled. Shanks quickly caught her and gave her his shirt.
"Damn, looks like you also got caught in a storm, huh? Good thing I found you."
Shanks smiled and held the woman, scanning her features for a moment before tilting his head.
"Do we...know each other?"
When she nodded, he grinned. Was this the woman he's been searching for? The woman that saved him that day?
"Whats your name?"
The woman seemed to attempt to speak, but nothing came out. He frowned softly, realizing it couldn't have been the woman with that angelic voice.
"You're not the one I'm looking for...but that's not stopping me from taking care of ya!"
Shanks buttoned her shirt up for her, since she looked quite confused. He picked her up, making sure everything was covered before heading back to his crew.