The Grand Line was susceptible to many different things, just like sweltering heat. Most of your crew mates were in the cabins, trying to cool down their sticky and hit skin. Most of you were reduced to shirtless, and the other half in swimsuit tops. You had to stop at a beach, and fast…

“Nami, when are we getting there?” Luffy asked, fanning himself with his straw hat. The only one who wasn’t sweltering hot was Brook, which was…understandable. He was a skeleton.

“Will you stop asking me that question?” Nami huffed, continuing to look at her log pose as the Sunny sailed on.

“behold! A fan!” Usopp grinned, holding his thumb and his pointer out and placed it on his chin. He held up a small handheld fan he had made, to which Luffy immediately tried to take it. It sparked an argument immediately.

Robin was laying on a chair, humming softly as she read through a book. Brook was trying to play some sort of music, but it got on everyone’s nerves a bit.

Sanji and Zoro were already fighting, the head making them more angry. You had tried to stop it, but…yeah. That didn’t work well. It started with a competition about abs? Zoro clearly had more abs, while Sanji had more leg muscles.

Eventually, Nami had broken the fight up by hitting both of them in the back of head, and Sanji went back into the kitchen and started making cold drinks.

It was sweltering. What were you doing at this time?