A Letter to London
A letter arrives via News Coo at the London police station.
“Hey, Guys-
I know I only left a few weeks ago or so, but I’d been there so long it’s weird hearing voices that don’t have that funny accent. You don’t have to write back, but I might as well let you guys know I’m fine.
Flora - How’s Paris? Probably fine. I know she is. I’ll bet she’s getting big, too! Take good care of her, and hey, if you goof up on pancakes again, at least you have someone who’ll like them.
Hersh - Heya! You doing better about your problem? I’m rooting for you, bro, you hang in there, you got this.
Hendel and Clarence - I’m sorry. I know I’m your son, but I had to go. I’ve been cooped up too long. Keep the bed warm for me.
Rosebud - You’re an asshole, and I know you’re probably going to get into trouble while I’m gone, because I’m gone, but I’ll find out, and I’m gonna kick your ass when I get back, so don’t get yourself killed!
Jean - Screw you.
Uttar - I’m sorry, little bro. I’ll see you again soon.
Alia & Friends - Keep Sam out of trouble for me, will ya?
Victor - How’s the family? I know your husky misses me, but he’s gonna have to wait a little longer. Send Jack a fist to the face for me.
Prof - Claire’s worried about you. Come home soon.
Al & Alf - Bet you’re glad to see my ass go, huh, Al? You’d better be nice to Lucy or I’ll use your legs as scaffolding for the Sunny! Alf, keep him in line. I know he’s a good guy, he’s just cranky.
Lucy - I miss you. Keep the piano on the straight and narrow, I’d hate to have to whup his ass because he’s being a jerk.
- Luffy“
