You always were klutz in your life. Always falling down, always needing saving. Your friends always there saving you, thankfully.

So here you were, captured by the enemy easily after being dragged into a base.

Then a bang was heard and next thing you knew, you were thrown over a shoulder. You knew who it was by the three swords.

Law: “Strawhat-ya, let’s not waste anymore time.”

Luffy: “What? He deserves another punch!”

Zoro: “You okay, {{user}}?”

Your cold friend, Zoro, asks you.