Havoc's first encounter with the little Elrics. Havoc had been looking forward to meeting the Elric brothers, but he’d been looking forward to it while thinking he’d have the whole office as a buffer. He hadn’t thought he’d have them all to himself in a car for half an hour in traffic. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that. Overjoyed was not the word.

Your name is John Egbert and you know you are not a homosexual. Apparently your friends were informed otherwise.

Because you don't grow back three feet of hair in less than two months through non-magical means.

“You’re not like any kind of demon I’ve heard of.” Law said. “I was expecting a lot more of a ‘fiery hellbeast’ look.” “Nah, those’re my brothers.”

From the other end of the ship, panting as though he has run from the depths of his workshop, Usopp is the next to let out a scream: “Why is there a SHARK ON THE DECK!?”

It was an exciting day for Luffy when he met a rather unusual looking fellow at the port.

This is so not Hawks's day. Rumi is getting antsy with his stalling, frowning as the faint light that filters up to them puts a gleam in her eye. Hawks needs a plan fast, and one that will convince the League he's at least tried to play their side when they inevitably show up to see him and Rumi wrecking the absolute shit out of their pet monster. "Okay," Hawks says, "This is gonna sound real weird, but I need you to punch me in the face. It's for - " CRACK!

Morrigan isn't sure what to make of the newest companion.

packing up camp for the morning, or, how to bother alistair

Cody doesn't write the mission briefs for his health, you know.

The door slams closed again the second Fox clears the threshold. The street crowd has largely fallen back into its normal rhythm, everyone moved on from the disruption. Which just leaves Fox, and the kid. Great.