"Is this fake?"
"How could someone like him have never been mentioned before?"
"No, I think I vaguely heard that more than twenty years ago, there was a major incident that the World Government and Marine Headquarters tightly covered up. If I calculate the timing, it seems to have been right around..."
"Really?!"
Aboard the warship heading back to Marine Headquarters, the Marines kept talking about what they had just heard in Impel Down, their exclamations coming one after another.
One Marine asked, "Colonel Garp, have you heard the story of this first Director?"
"Hmm..." Garp stood at the bow, scratching his head as he pondered. The Marines thought he had remembered something, and held their breath, waiting for him to speak.
Suddenly.
"Zzz... Zzz..."
A steady snore rang out.
"He actually fell asleep?!" The Marines stared at Garp, their eyes nearly popping out of their heads.
Pop! The bubble on his nose burst, and Garp woke with a start. He looked around at the Marines gazing at him in silence, then laughed loudly. "That? I think I've heard of it, but maybe I haven't. I'm going to get some sleep in my cabin. Wake me when we reach Headquarters."
"That was completely pointless..."
The Marines watched him head back in silence.
When Garp opened his cabin door, he froze. Someone was sitting on his bed, holding his bag of doughnuts in one hand and stuffing them into his mouth with the other. A chain dangled from the hand holding the bag.
Garp was instantly furious. "You... Why are you stealing my doughnuts?!"
"Because they're good," Figo replied.
"...True." Garp nodded in agreement and hurried over to grab a doughnut.
One for you, one for me. A minute later, the doughnuts were gone. Garp reached for one, but grabbed empty