One spoonful of the sweet, syrup-covered, frozen delicacy has me shivering with delight and moaning deliciously, leaving the boys around to blush at the sensual sound.
                          
"Sanji, tu es si chère. Tout ce que vous faites est merveilleux.[1]" I pat the blond chef's cheek.
                          
Nearby, Zoro glares heatedly while doing pushups in only his black pants with three heavy sacks balanced on his back, as does Ghin who is training with Jimanekia. The latter in a change of fashion with some fitting swim trunks. 
                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
                          
Both the swordsman and quartermaster showing off their muscular physiques.

                          
"Oh, (First Name)-koi~💞 Your kindness knows no bounds." He swoons. "Shall I oil and massage your lovely back as well?"
                          
Before I can give an answer, a burlap sack of flour connects with Sanji's face, followed by a sphere-ended tonfa.
                          
"Whoops. Sorry, Sanji. Must've slipped." Ghin apologizes, though the smirk he wears on his face says otherwise.
                          
"Like she'd want her back to be sullied by your perverted hands, Ero-Cook." Zoro glares at Sanji.
                          
The Pack and the Guild snicker at the chef's dismay.
                          
"Damn, Mosshead..." Sanji growls lowly before leaping back up to get into Zoro and Ghin's faces. "What did you say, you bastards?!"
                          
"You heard me, cook." Zoro snarls.
                          
Finishing her shave ice in one giant spoonful--before shaking off a massive brain freeze--I quickly come between the three before a fight can break out. "Alright, calm down, you three. This is supposed to be a vacation. Trust me, you'll miss the peace of the Blue Seas that come before the storm that is the Grand Line, once we set off."
                          
"Just let them fight it out and relax, (First Name). Like you said, we're on vacation. We've got bounties on our heads so who knows when we will get a chance to relax like this again." Nami reasons.
                          
"Hey everyone, come look! It's really cool!" Luffy continues to shout boisterously, seemingly pointing at something in the distance, followed by ChouChou's sudden barking.
                          
Usopp then returns to whatever he was doing, dressed up in a white short sleeve one piece with horizontal red stripes, a yellow innertube around his waist and tossing around a teal beach ball. "But aren't you the one relaxing the most, Nami?"
                          
"Hey! Hey! Come look! It's the Going Merry!"
                          
"It's okay for now." Nami assures. "We're not in any hurry to get going."
                          
"I agree with Nami-san!" Sanji supports the navigator's words, like usual.
                          
"Our ship is really somethin'." Luffy beams.
                          
"What're you talking about, Lu--"
                          
Usopp's laid-back questioning to their captain's comment is cut off by Trigger blowing his top, finally appearing to have had enough of the crew's plethora of back and forth. 💥EVERYONE SHUT UP!💥 He shouts, silencing everyone before calming down and approaching the still barking ChouChou. 💥Now, ChouChou, what was that you just said?💥