[Bloom is sitting in front of her house in her tiny assed garden. Whatever she was growing seemed to be growing rather well.]

Hey guys, look. My plants are growing nicely, they should be ready by next months at best. So I was wondering who would like some strawberries?

[Yep, it's what she was currently growing. It's suitable given the season. but for now it's time to switch to private.]

[Private to Sanji]

Hey, about seeing each others abilities. How about today at the beach? I've got nothing else to do after all, but if you're still not settled, I understand,

[Here's a video of Grit sitting on someone's couch, eating ice cream while there's probably arguing in the background.

MEN.]

So, I got a question for those of you that have been in relationships before. What's the strangest one?

[Yup totally ignoring any fighting. It's how he rolls.]

[Here's a rare face of the almost hermit of a marine. He's smoking as much as ever, two cigars at a time, and he appears to be in a kitchen making... ice cream?]

So I overdid my recipe and I have a ton extra ingredients. And I don't want to waste it, so does anyone want some ice cream? If you have the recipe I'll make a different flavor. [If you think this is strange, it's called tsundere. Also it's about to get stranger.]

[Because Sanji chooses that exact moment to wander into the kitchen, also smoking, though he's only got one cigarette dangling at the edge of his mouth. He's absently scratching the back of his head and sounds almost bored when he speaks.]

Oi, shitty cigar man, think I'm gonna make sushi for lunch, you want anythi—

[He stops suddenly, seeing the mess in Smoker's HIS kitchen (and if there's not really a mess, well, there's shit out and some kinda food being made and it's not by Sanji's hands, ergo...mess), and his entire demeanor changes in 0.2 seconds.]

The hell are you doing?!

[Smoker looks incredibly annoyed and points to the ice cream supplies.] Cooking. In my kitchen. [A stubborn arm fold. Aw no, shit's about to get real.]

[Sanji just snorts, because your kitchen? Oh Smoker.] Tch, stopped being yours the second I moved in. [He stomps over, eyeing the ingredients.] Ice cream? [Then he spots the SFC, and promptly shoots Smoker an incredulous look.]

Are you recording yourself making ice cream? What, starting some kinda shitty cooking program?

Oi, who the hell said you could move in? [Smoker's distracted with flushing again though, and he shakes his head, mumbling.] No, I just made too much.... Shut up! [And with that he storms out. Defeated by his own tsun.]

[Raises an eyebrow as he watches him go, mostly just kind of amused.] That idiot... [Checks out the ingredients again, and you know, there really is a lot left. And Smoker just left it all out. Sanji's not about to let anything go to waste, and hey, the shitty starfish is still recording, right?

So he gets all up in the thing's camera, grinning like a moron.]

Good afternoon, beautiful ladies of Vatheon~! Seems I've got all the supplies here for ice cream sundaes! [Clasps his hands together up by his face.] Or perhaps you'd all like to come over for a romantic candlelight dinner first?? [SMOLDERING LOOK.] We can have dessert later~

[But that look doesn't last long, because the idea of any women coming over sets Sanji off twirling around, spewing hearts and babbling randomness like "MELLORINE, MEEEELLORINE~!" annnd that's too much for even the SFC to deal with, so the video feed thankfully cuts off!]

 [The last thing Percy remembered was taking a really hard fall. A hard that should have ended in darkness and death, but most certainly not anywhere close to any source of water. Lave and instant death, sure, but not this. Or to some weird communicator and a brochure. If anything, this was the nicest welcoming committee he'd seen and that didn't make him any less anxious.

He'd tried reading the brochure. He got some parts of it, but his mind was too wired to make any more sense of it than "Hi,welcome to an underwater city! You're stuck here, have fun."On normal occasions this would be cool, but it's not a normal occasion.

So instead he looks less  like his usual troublemaking self and more confused when the Starfish Communicator finds its way on. His ida was get answers real fast and then abandon it, but well...] 

Um, yeah. Hi there. 

So you'd think I'd be used to this whole being kidnapped thing by now, but just for the questions of one confused kid is there any not text version of this thing. [He means the pamphlet.] Maybe a welcome video? One of these days I'll totally have earned a welcome video--

[A brief pause as he considers  before speaking more firmly and less jokingly.] Is there any way to find out who's here? I like playing marco polo, but this important. 

 --And what are we supposed to be doing here? Admiring the view? I mean it's pretty great, but normally you don't just appear places for no reason. That's normally how it goes.

[ This time the announcement about Riku's departure is intentional. Sora's up on the island sitting on the beach. The sun is setting. He's had plenty of time since this morning to think about it, and he's actually able to smile a little at the camera. ]

Hey everyone, I just wanted you guys to know Riku went home again.

[ He forces the smile to stay on his face, acting as if everything's okay. He's sort of getting used to this by now, but that doesn't mean it doesn't still hurt. ]

Kairi, if you didn't know yet, I'm sorry.

[ He actually seems a little sadder at that. He ends the transmission there without another word. Really there's nothing else to say. ]

[The video feed starts with focusing on Leo's face.]

Since I got my hands on some celestial bronze I started making some really awesome stands to use with the starfish communicators. They're super portable and attach to the SFC like a cellphone charm.

[He turns his SFC away from his face (it's sitting on his stand) and holds up a charm that's shaped like Dirk's sunglasses. It's not very big and it's attached to Dirk's SFC by a short cord. He talks from off camera.]

So they start out looking like this, but in whatever shape you want. I've also made a bunny shaped one and mine's shaped like a hammer. I can do pretty much any simple shape you want. Anyway. All you gotta do to turn it into a stand it give it a little push like this.

[He grabs the charm by both ends of the glasses and lightly pushes them closer together at the top. The glasses open and a stand begins to come out of it, extending more metal than it looks like it could feasibly hold. When it's done he sets the stand on the table and Dirk's SFC is sitting on top of it, the sunglasses are open at the top of the stand.]

And then you've got a stand for hands free SFC use. And it retracts easily when you're ready to pack it up and go.

[He adjusts the sunglasses in the opposite direction and the stand begins to retract. He grabs hold of Dirk's SFC so it doesn't fall. He turns his SFC back to face him.]

Thanks to Dirk, I got the idea that I should sell these. So if you want your own custom stand just let me know. It'll cost 30 starfish tokens, but I'm willing to barter.

[After very little interest last time, Leo tries a slightly different tactic on selling the password app.]

Also wanted to remind everyone that if you want some added security for your SFC, I've got a password app for it that will keep anyone from accessing your SFC without whatever code you set. It's free with a SFC charm stand, or 5 starfish tokens if that's all you want.

[There's no video at first, just a black screen, though a man's voice can be heard muttering and grumbling faintly.]

Shitty bastard, where in the hell did he send me? Under the fucking ocean? Geez—

[Sudden pause, and then the screen is suddenly getting flipped around with dizzying momentum, showing a brief shot of the dome overhead before lowering to take in a very confused face that is definitely looking worse for wear.]

The hell...? What's with this shitty starfish? [He stares for a moment before sighing, and then drags his eyes away and gives his surroundings a scrutinizing look. As the camera pans back slightly, you're able to take in the torn and dirty clothes, the scrapes and bruises.] Yep, definitely in the damn sea. In a...city? In the damn sea. ...Maybe I'm dreaming.

[Welcoming brochure, what welcoming brochure? It's gone completely unnoticed so far. Instead the man makes a frustrated sound, scrubbing a hand over his face and through his wet hair.] Alright, focus. Gotta get back, Nami-san and Robin-chan need me, not to mention the others...

[There's one last grumble before the screen cuts out.]

Fuck, I need a cigarette.