One Piece: The white cat pirates

Mark walks in and eyes Vii.
Shop keeper:OK 200 berries for the lot. Hey Mark. no worries her crew isn't causing trouble.
Mark: Ah good.

???: *wakes up* eh? What was that? *stands up, scratching his head, then a gangplank hits him on the dome and he gets knocked out*
(a bunch of pirates run down the gangplank and run into town)

Mark:You can you help me protect my home?*looking at Vii*

Vii: I'll always help those in need. *draws her sword* Let's not keep the other guests waiting now.

Mark: Follow me outside we're gonna need more room.*steps outside.*

The pirate leader wanders to the store surrounded by his posse. The leader himself is wearing a leather jacket on his shoulders, with his hands in his pockets and sporting a gigantic pompadour.
pirate: Listen up everyone! Hand over all your berries and booze, or the boss is gonna give you guys the beating of a life time! His punches are deadly!
Their boss smirks confidently

Mark: Dude you are talking to the island guardian.

Mishka: Nice hair. Did your mom comb it for you?

All the pirates gasp
pirate: No one makes fun of the boss's hair and gets away with it!
the boss saunters up to Mishka and Mark
boss: I'm sorry, my hearing's not so good. What did you say to me?

Mishka: I was just asking if your mom combed your hair for you given how stupid it looks.
Vii: Now now, Mishka. Not polite to insult a gentleman's hair. At least not until I give it a trim.

boss: *turns up his nose at Vii with a crazy look in his eyes* HAAAAH?! No one touches my 'do but me, ya hear?! *veins pop up in his forehead* Hand over all yer supplies!

Mark:Yeah not happening. No one messes with my home.

Vii: I would, but I don't have any right now.
Mishka: You would?
Vii: I can always steal things back. *shrugs*

boss: What's all that stuff you just bought then?

Vii: It would've been rung up but you had to fling a cannon ball into the market. Not a very polite way to make an entrance.
Mishka: Hey, where's the lanky weirdo from the dock?
Vii: What weirdo?
Mishka: The weirdo with the green hair?
Vii: Beats me. I'm sure he'll turn up eventually. I'll be sure to ask for his name next I see him. Thought didn't cross my mind at first.
Mishka: Do ANY thoughts cross that empty head of yours?

boss: Oi, oi oi! Let's focus on the matter at hand here! You guys, point guns at all of them!
the pirates all point their pistols at them

Mishka: You call those guns? *pulls a rocket launcher made from a solid metal barrel with wood wrapped around it from out of her overalls* Now THIS is a gun!
Vii: Where were you keeping that?
Mishka: I'll explain later.

boss: That's it! I'm pissed so I'm gonna take it out on you! *points to Mark* Because I don't hit ladies. But I'll hit you, island protector! *winds up a punch, then throws his fist at Mark*

Mark: *shifts into his hybrid mode and laughs* Really that the best you got?

the boss's fist is stuck there for a minute, then grows swollen and red
boss: *his eyes grow wide and he holds his fist* OW! What the hell? You transformed! Don't tell me you ate a devil fruit...

Mark: Yup. The dragon dragon fruit. Model ankylosaur.

The crew steps back in fear
boss: I-I don't know what that means but...I've got better things to do than talk about fruit with some weirdo! Let's go!
*him and his crew run back to their ship*

Mark: Coward. Yeah I'm the dragon that guards the island.

Vii: Huh. Would've preferred the flying, fire breathing kind. *sheathes her sword*

The gangplank lifts off of the knocked out guy, leaving a huge lump on his head, then the ship sails away