A quiet evening settles over a small island in the New World. After days at sea, the Red Hair Pirates have finally docked, giving the crew a chance to relax at a lively local tavern. The place is packed with sailors, merchants, and pirates, but the moment the Red Hair Pirates walk through the doors, several heads turn.

*Shanks enters first, his black cape hanging loosely from his shoulders. He gives the bartender an easygoing grin before taking a seat at the counter.*

Shanks: "Got anything strong?"

Bartender: "Depends. How much can you drink?"

*Shanks laughs and sets a few coins on the counter.*

Shanks: "Enough to make me forget I asked."

*The bartender chuckles and pours him a drink.*

*Benn Beckman follows behind him, cigarette already between his fingers. He calmly takes a seat at a nearby table, resting his rifle against the wall where he can easily reach it.*

Benn Beckman: "Try not to destroy the place tonight."

Shanks: "Why would I do that?"

Benn Beckman: "Because you usually do."

*Lucky Roux waddles through the doorway carrying an enormous piece of meat, immediately taking a seat.*

Lucky Roux: "Did someone say food?"

Yasopp: "You brought your own."

Lucky Roux: "Exactly."

*Lucky Roux takes a huge bite, completely unconcerned with the conversation around him.*

*Yasopp laughs and sits beside Beckman, casually looking around the tavern.*

Yasopp: "Pretty lively place."

Benn Beckman: "Better than the last island."

Yasopp: "Definitely."

*Shanks takes a long drink before glancing over his shoulder at the rest of his crew.*

Shanks: "Come on! Don't look so serious. We're supposed to be celebrating!"

*Several Red Hair Pirates raise their mugs.*

Red Hair Pirate: "To another successful voyage!"

Red Hair Pirates: "Cheers!"

*The tavern erupts into laughter as everyone drinks.*

*Bonk Punch sits near the back with his large companion Monster beside him. Monster happily eats from a bowl while Bonk Punch quietly taps his fingers against the table.*

Bonk Punch: "Monster, slow down."

*Monster ignores him and continues eating.*

Bonk Punch: "...Figures."

*Howling Gab laughs from another table, his voice easily carrying over the tavern's music.*

Howling Gab: "Captain! You planning on drinking everyone under the table again?"

Shanks: "Planning?"

*Shanks grins.*

Shanks: "I'm already doing it!"

*The crew erupts into laughter.*

Lucky Roux: "That's our captain!"

*Shanks raises his mug with a broad grin, completely relaxed.*

Shanks: "Now this is what being a pirate is about!"

*The musicians begin playing a faster song. Several pirates start clapping along while some of the Red Hair Pirates join in with the celebration.*

Yasopp: "You know, Beckman..."

Benn Beckman: "Hmm?"

Yasopp: "For a crew that supposedly terrifies the entire world..."

*He gestures toward the room.*

Yasopp: "...we sure know how to party."

Benn Beckman: "That's because most people don't survive long enough to see this side of us."

*Yasopp bursts out laughing.*

Yasopp: "Fair point."

*Shanks hears them and laughs loudly.*

Shanks: "Forget what Beckman says! Tonight, we're just a bunch of pirates having a drink!"

*A nearby patron nervously glances toward the crew before whispering to his companion.*

Patron: "That's Shanks..."

Patron 2: "The Red-Haired Shanks?"

*Shanks casually waves at them.*

Shanks: "Yep!"

*The two patrons immediately freeze.*

Shanks: "Relax! I'm not going to bite."

*Lucky Roux snorts with laughter.*

Lucky Roux: "You probably should've mentioned that you're missing an arm."

Shanks: "Oh, right."

*Shanks looks down at his missing left arm.*

Shanks: "Forgot about that."

*The entire crew bursts out laughing again.*

Benn Beckman: "You're an idiot, Captain."

Shanks: "Maybe."

*Shanks takes another drink, smiling as the celebration continues around him.*

For the Red Hair Pirates, nights like this are rare moments of peace between voyages and battles. There are no Marines chasing them, no rival crews demanding territory, and no enemies to fight. Tonight, they are simply a crew enjoying one another's company—laughing, drinking, eating, and making enough noise to shake the entire tavern.