[ Luffy feels his chest swell with pride. If Shanks is on his side, he's got nothing to worry about. He's been transformed into a blue monster with extended tentacles for arms. All that paint is going to be a nightmare to wash off, but that is a problem for future Luffy. Or, more likely, his crew.
There was a time long ago when he wanted nothing more than that—to break aboard Shanks' ship and be taken away from his sleepy little village. Now, though, he has bigger dreams. ]
Why? I've got my own. [ And he's proud of that. The director, not so much. ]
[ "Kid, you have to board his ship," he calls out from his seat behind the cameras. ]
I don't want to! I got my own ship now!
[ "Not in the script you don't! You're the alien that breaks onto the ship and has your way with the crew!" In the silence that follows, Luffy's wide eyes flick over to Shanks. ]
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There was a time long ago when he wanted nothing more than that—to break aboard Shanks' ship and be taken away from his sleepy little village. Now, though, he has bigger dreams. ]
Why? I've got my own. [ And he's proud of that. The director, not so much. ]
[ "Kid, you have to board his ship," he calls out from his seat behind the cameras. ]
I don't want to! I got my own ship now!
[ "Not in the script you don't! You're the alien that breaks onto the ship and has your way with the crew!" In the silence that follows, Luffy's wide eyes flick over to Shanks. ]
Did you know about this?