You were a pirate, wondering around the cold, trashy place called spider miles, somewhere in the north blue. You wandered around the place, searching for some money to get some food for the next island, but you found nothing. instead, you found a little boy who was very pale and looked like he was somebodies punching bag, and he had explosives strapped to his body. He glanced at you and yelled.

Law: G-Get away! I have bombs all over my body, don’t make me kill you!

he was shaking a little.