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A chill covers the deck of the Thousand Sunny, the December sky looming with thick, heavy, and dark clouds, threatening a snowstorm at any given time. The ten members of the Strawhat Pirates sit together under the shelter of Nami's tangerine grove, most of them huddling together for warmth. Nami and Robin sit underneath a thick plaid blanket, the navigator's nose streaked red from the harsh wind that she has battled most of the day at the helm as she guides Jinbei through the impenetrable clouds. Chopper, Luffy, and Usopp cuddle together for comfort, the blue-nosed reindeer pressed against Usopp's chest as the sniper wraps his arms around the doctor. Meanwhile, the Captain uses his extra thermal energy from Second Gear to try and heat himself more efficiently to combat the cold.
"Anyone up for hot cocoa?" Sanji's voice comes as the chef appears on the deck of the Sunny, Brook and Franky following behind him as they all carry steaming mugs of chocolate deliciousness, tiny marshmallows dotting the tops of the warm beverages. "I made it special just for classic comforts against today's nasty weather," the former sous chef of the Baratie reveals, strolling over to give the navigator and the archaeologist their drinks first.
"Thank you, Sanji," Nami and Robin say nearly in sync.
"You're the best, Sanji!" Usopp and Chopper add in, smiles lighting up their faces.
"Could've brought us some snacks while you were at it, cook," Zoro drawls, his thick winter coat wrapped snugly around him as he takes the offered mug.
"Yeah, Sanji, I want popcorn!" Luffy yells, excitedly bouncing up and down while chanting for his desired choice of snack in this moment.
"Can you blockheads wait a damn minute?" Sanji shouts, narrowing his blue eyes in frustration. "I made popcorn, too, geez!"