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

[seakingbait]

Like night and day.

[She teases. But seriously, she wasn't going to let you off the ship looking like that.]

Fish stew. Caught them this morning. Hope you don't mind that I raided the pantry for a few ingredients.

[serving_lovely]

[That brings Sanji up short.

Uh-oh.]

...But you don't eat fish.

[seakingbait]

[That earns a stare.]

You hit your head? Fish is, like, all I eat.

[She turns back to her pot and gives it a stir.]

Was hoping I could find some clams for chowder, but I'll make due.

[serving_lovely]

[Stares right back until she turns around again, then drags a hand down his face.

Well shit.

WHAT DO.]

Mah, Keimi-chan, you sure you want that for lunch? We could save it for dinner, that'd give me enough time to bake a good loaf of shitty bread to go with it!

[seakingbait]

...Then what would we do for lunch?

[She looks down at the pot. She'd hate to warm it back up later.]

[serving_lovely]

I was, uh...just gonna make a big fruit salad! With sandwiches. Non-shitty-fish sandwiches. And a seaweed salad, too!

[Steps up beside her, looking down into the pot.]

This'll hold just fine, right?

[It smells really damn good, but fuck. He can't let Keimi-chan eat it, she'd hate herself later. Maybe he can shove it at Luffy as an afternoon snack and then pretend the idiot swiped it without asking.]

[seakingbait]

That sounds really nice, Sanji, but I was going to go training this afternoon and I really need the energy.

[What, you lost your manhood and now you have salad on the brain? A girl needs protein, man.]

[serving_lovely]

So I'll make you a shitty energy drink! This will just sit heavy in your stomach anyway if you're gonna try to get a workout in.

[Spouting off bullshit now because it's stew, not a fucking bisque, but whatever. He might also be trying to (subtly) edge Keimi away from the stove.]

[seakingbait]

[And then Keimi was nudged away from the stove.]

Did I catch a poisonous fish or something? What's going on?

[serving_lovely]

Nothing! I'm sure it's delicious, Keimi-chan, I just think it'd be really good for dinner!

[Sheepish look as he tries not to seem suspicious.]

Trust me, with some really good bread to soak up all that broth? It'll be shitty fantastic!

[seakingbait]

If you say so, Sanji.

[She trusts him, but she can't help feeling that this is all very strange.]

If this is your way of asking me on a lunch date, you have a funny way of doing things.

[serving_lovely]

[Snaps the stove top off, then beams at Keimi over his shoulder.]

If I was asking you on a lunch date, I'd have flowers~!

[They can just let that cool now... Sanji goes to wash his hands in the sink.]

Want to help me make the fruit salad?