Well, when you're armed with another bag of candy, sticky fingers, and a head of silver hair in front of you, you can't get more entertained than that! Luffy just thought it was funny how his fingers would change his hair color, so he occupied his time trying to dye his fingers certain colors so he could pass that same amount of time dying Smoker's hair.
They just had to wait for Robin, after all. To say that Luffy was excited was an understatement - his nakama was back, and thus brought pure elation to the young boy. But he was in for a bit of a surprise. He knew Robin was bigger, but not by how much. No longer his little eight-year-old playmate, but that was okay! Nakama was nakama.
So, while he sucked on his index finger to make it purple, he looked around at the train, staring closely at the passengers. She was one of them, wasn't she?
...That one right there, probably. With really, really long hair, and it was all pushed back... He removed his fingers, placing both hands on Smoker's head to brace himself while he leaned further. "Hey, Smokey! Is that her?" he asked.
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They just had to wait for Robin, after all. To say that Luffy was excited was an understatement - his nakama was back, and thus brought pure elation to the young boy. But he was in for a bit of a surprise. He knew Robin was bigger, but not by how much. No longer his little eight-year-old playmate, but that was okay! Nakama was nakama.
So, while he sucked on his index finger to make it purple, he looked around at the train, staring closely at the passengers. She was one of them, wasn't she?
...That one right there, probably. With really, really long hair, and it was all pushed back... He removed his fingers, placing both hands on Smoker's head to brace himself while he leaned further. "Hey, Smokey! Is that her?" he asked.