Captain Razorfin's entire armada—thirty warships bristling with enough firepower to sink continents—bobbed in the bouncy sea like bath toys in a cosmic jacuzzi, their crews hurling overboard as the rubber waves played volleyball with their vessels. "FIRE EVERYTHING!" Razorfin bellowed, his voice cracking like a whip made of pure rage, but his cannons kept shooting rubber balls that bounced back and bonked his own crew on their noggins with cheerful DONK sounds that made them stumble around like confused penguins.
From her perch atop Sunny's bouncing hair-cloud, Kaya squinted at the fleet through her salvaged spyglass—a contraption made from star-shells and driftwood that somehow worked better than any fancy naval equipment. "There's gotta be a thousand soldiers out there!" she shouted down to her giant taxi service, her star map flapping behind her like the world's most chaotic cape. "And look—" She pointed at the flagship's mast where a banner fluttered: three crimson crowns on black silk, the mark of the Tyrant Kings themselves. "That's Commander Bloodfang's personal death-fleet! They say he once sank an entire island just for giggling too loud!"
"BLOODFANG?!" Sunny's boom of laughter made a nearby seagull do three backflips before landing in a tree that immediately started juggling it like a feathery ball. "What kinda name is that?! Sounds like a vampire who forgot to brush his teeth! WAHAHAHA!" He spun faster, his giant form creating a whirlwind of pure chaos that made the sea itself start giggling—actual watery giggles that sounded like a million fish telling jokes underwater.
But the sea wasn't just giggling—it was getting IDEAS. The rubber waves started forming shapes, rising up like liquid sculptures that wiggled and danced. A massive wave shaped like a grinning whale leaped out of the water, did a belly flop that sent three warships spinning like pinwheels, and dove back down with a splash that somehow sounded like applause. Another wave twisted into a giant rubber snake that wrapped around a ship's mast and gave it a friendly squeeze, turning the entire vessel into an accordion that wheezed out a tune every time it got compressed.
"THE SEA'S GONE BONKERS TOO!" Kaya screeched, laughing despite herself as she watched a wave shaped like a dancing octopus high-five a pelican that had been turned into a bouncy ball by the sheer absurdity of the situation. "Your weirdness is CONTAGIOUS!"
Commander Bloodfang himself—a walking nightmare of scars, bronze teeth, and a beard made from the hair of his fallen enemies—stood on his flagship's deck like a statue of pure murder. His muscles began to bulge and ripple as dark fur sprouted across his arms, his Zoan Devil Fruit transforming him into something between man and beast. "Enough games," he growled, his voice deepening into a predatory snarl as razor-sharp claws extended from his fingertips. His entire body radiated with Haki—the invisible force coating his fists like liquid steel. "Time to show this rubber fool what REAL power looks like!"
He launched himself from the ship's deck like a cannonball made of pure violence, his Haki-infused claws glowing with dark energy as he slashed through the air. "PREDATOR'S STRIKE!" he roared, sending multiple claw-shaped energy waves screaming toward the giant Sunny with enough force to slice through mountains.
But Sunny—oh, Sunny had the most BRILLIANT idea! His grin exploded across his face like fireworks on a festival night as he threw his hands out in front of him. "WAHAHA! A shield would be HILARIOUS right now!" And just like that—POOF!—a COLOSSAL rubber shield materialized out of thin air, bigger than three houses stacked together, wobbling and jiggling like the world's most enormous bouncy dinner plate, painted with a goofy smiley face the size of a ship that stuck its tongue out at the incoming attack!
The Haki-powered claw strikes SLAMMED into the rubber shield with a sound like thunder having a giggling fit—BOOOING-WHAM!—and instead of cutting through, they got caught in the bouncy surface and went flying right back at Commander Bloodfang like boomerangs made of his own fury! "WHAT THE—" Bloodfang roared as his own attacks smacked him in the face with wet SPLATS, sending him tumbling across his deck like a hairy bowling ball.
"But wait, there's MORE!" Sunny bellowed, his other hand already forming something new as his imagination went completely bonkers. The air shimmered and twisted, and suddenly he was holding a TITANIC rubber spear that looked like it was designed by someone who'd never seen a real weapon—it was bright pink with yellow polka dots the size of wagon wheels, had a squeaky toy at the tip that was bigger than a rowing boat, and was so monumentally long it could probably poke the clouds if he aimed it right!
"SUNNY SPEAR SLAP!" he shouted with the joy of a kid who'd just invented the best game ever, and he swung that ridiculously enormous rubber weapon like the world's most cheerful flyswatter, the giant squeaky tip BOINGING through the air with a sound like a deflating hot air balloon having an argument with a whale-sized kazoo.
THWACK! The spear connected with Commander Bloodfang's entire ship, and the impact sent the vessel spinning through the air like a giant's frisbee, Bloodfang and his crew screaming as they whirled through the sky, their voices creating a doppler effect that sounded like "AAAHHHHH—aaahhhhh—AAAHHHHH!" The ship bounced off three different waves shaped like giggling whales before finally landing in the rubber sea with a SPLASH that sent rainbow-colored water geysers shooting everywhere.
Kaya, perched on Sunny's shoulder and holding on for dear life as he wielded his ridiculous rubber weapons, couldn't stop laughing even though she was terrified. "You just created a SHIELD and a SPEAR out of NOTHING!" she screamed over the chaos, her star map flapping wildly behind her. "How is that even POSSIBLE?!"
"I dunno!" Sunny boomed back, his voice making the clouds do backflips. "I just thought it'd be funny, so POOF! There it was! This reborn thing is NUTS!" He twirled his polka-dotted spear like a baton, accidentally creating a small tornado that picked up three seagulls and set them down gently on a nearby cloud that had formed into the shape of a hammock.
Commander Bloodfang burst out of the water like an angry sea monster, his Zoan transformation now complete—half-man, half-prehistoric saber-tooth tiger, all fury and fangs. His Haki crackled around him like lightning made of pure rage as he leaped back toward his spinning ship. "IMPOSSIBLE!" he roared, his voice echoing with bestial power. "You can't just CREATE things out of thin air! That's not how Devil Fruits work!"
"Who said I ate a Devil Fruit?" Sunny grinned, making his rubber shield do a little dance that sent reflected sunlight spinning across the battlefield like a disco ball gone rogue. "I'm just having FUN! Maybe you should try it sometime, Fuzzy!"
The other ships in the fleet were now bouncing around the rubber sea like bumper cars at a carnival, their crews too dizzy and confused to mount any kind of organized attack. Some had given up entirely and were just enjoying the ride, waving their hands in the air and whooping like they were on the world's most chaotic roller coaster.
But Commander Bloodfang wasn't done yet. His eyes blazed with the fury of someone whose entire worldview had just been slapped silly by a rubber spear with a squeaky toy tip.