Bubble Trouble

[meatthefuture]

Who: The Straw Hats
Where: Sailing log en route to Gamboller's Berth With a pitstop at Empieza.
When: March 30th-April 7th: Sailing, April 8th-11th Empieza
What: Bubbling and other shenanigans
Warnings: The usual




Have at. :3

Comments

[serving_lovely]

Looking at your dumb face, of course. What else?

[Still peering at him, wondering...

Mah, well, maybe he decided to man up and stop skirting around Sanji. Going for the whole 'act normal' kinda thing. Sanji can live with that.]

There's sake on the bottom shelf.

[three_swords_stronger]

[gets the sake. He's tempted to drink it, too, though Zoro'd be kinda mad at him if he did so he'll stop for now.

And then Luffy gets an idea.

A really fantastic idea.

An idea so great he can't believe he hadn't thought of it before]

I'm hungry, too.

[meanders over to the fridge and o p e n s it.]

Ahhh it all looks so delicious!

[serving_lovely]

[PIVOTS, KICKS.

He gets his foot in right under Luffy's hand, firmly closing the fridge door again. Then he keeps his foot there, scowling.]

Since when do you think you can just come in here and grab whatever you want, huh? Tch, dumbass.

[...Although.

That didn't sound like anything Zoro would normally say. At all.

Sanji squints, but no, it still looks exactly like his green moron, which is all the more jarring when he lands on the conclusion that it's probably not. He lets his foot drop and quickly backs up a step or two, eyes wide now.]

...Dammit, Luffy, is that you again?

[three_swords_stronger]

[aww. damn. And he'd been so close. At Sanji's question he freezes and waves a hand, looking to the side and sweating]

No... I'm Zoro... Can't you tell? [whistles]

[serving_lovely]

[Scowls.]

The hell you are.

[Huffs and crosses his arms.]

Ugh, that's so fuckin' weird -- take that face off! Can't you pop another bubble or something?

[three_swords_stronger]

Aww but it's fun being Zoro. [he'd probably freak out though] I wanted to fight with you and see what it's like. They didn't give me swords though. [thinks. Then fist palms] Hey! Can I use the thing you squish stuff with?

[serving_lovely]

[Blinks a little owlishly, tipping his head to the side.]

The thing I squish stuff with?

[three_swords_stronger]

Yeah! When you make pies and stuff! [it's not as long as a sword but he'll work with it]

[serving_lovely]

[Annnd now his brow furrows and a frown starts to form on his face.]

...You wanna fight with my rolling pin? The hell? No! Nothing in my galley is gonna be used as a weapon, ya shitty rubber wannabe swordsman! You wanna go hand-to-hand or some shit, though, then fine.

[Or you know. Hand-to-foot.]

[three_swords_stronger]

Aww. That's no fair. What's the point of being Zoro if I can't use a sword. [huff. Oh wait]

What about a sausage?

[see how sneaky he is?]

[serving_lovely]

A rolling pin ain't a shitty sword anyway, dumbass! And neither is sausage, and you're not gonna fight me with food!

[HUFF.

Then pinches the bridge of his nose.]

Can't you find a damn stick or something? Maybe there's something you can use in the hold?