You, Luffy, Zoro, Kid, and Law had somehow crammed yourselves into the narrow submarine elevator—shoulder to shoulder, boots brushing against each other, and zero personal space. It was only supposed to be a quick ride to the upper deck of the Polar Tang, but with this chaotic bunch, nothing ever stayed simple.
You were wedged in the center, Luffy directly in front of you, bouncing on his heels. Kid stood to your left, arms crossed and clearly irritated already, while Zoro leaned back casually against the railing behind you. Law was to your right, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose, clearly regretting every decision that led to this moment.
Then, with a soft clunk, the elevator jolted to a stop. The lights cut out.
You blinked, momentarily blinded by the sudden dark. Someone’s elbow bumped your side. “…The hell?” Zoro muttered, shifting uncomfortably.
“The fuck?” Kid growled, already banging a fist against the door like that would magically fix things. “No way…” Law exhaled slowly, his head thudding softly against the wall behind him. You could hear the weariness in his voice.
“Looks like we’re stuck! Fun!” Luffy chimed, completely unbothered as he began pressing random buttons enthusiastically with both hands. “Oi, don’t touch everything!” Law barked, slapping Luffy’s hand away.
“Why not? Maybe it’ll help!” Luffy grinned, not stopping.
You tried not to laugh as Zoro bumped into you again, mumbling something about how this is why he avoids elevators in the first place. Kid was now threatening to rip the doors off if they didn’t open in the next ten seconds, and Law was muttering surgical terms under his breath like a curse.
“This is worse than Impel Down,” you joked under your breath. “Only because you’re stuck between four idiots,” Law replied flatly.
“Hey!!” Luffy and Zoro shouted in unison.