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Zoro ate five cookies and Sanji ate two and they were high as fuck.
I can't say it was fun; the feeling of being gone- into the mind of two minds-
"Sanji, Sanji, Sanji... everywhere I hear his name, upsetting my game of never, ever, calling him by that stupid, stupid, Sanji name."
"Hey, Zoro?"
"Huh?"
"Shut the fuck up man; I'm trying to be high here and your rambling on and on. Chopper is sleeping and you don't even care that you might wake him up; what kind of father are you!?"
"Father? I have no son."
"Yes, you do!"
"Ahhhh, why am I wearing a baby's hat?; hey Zoro, Sanji? What's going on?"
"Hi son, did the idiot wake you up?"
"Son?"
"I'm not an idiot."
"Don't worry Chopper, Mommy will take care of you."
"What? You think I can't take care of my own son?"
"Um, okay, I will be right back. I'll get you guys some water and then you guys will lay down."
"Fine my son; go play doctor."
"Yeah, but don't go fighting anyone by yourself, not yet anyway,; you call me, you here?"
"Okay guys! I will!"
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"What should I do? I can't be their son. Right? What's going on here!"