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

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[yourotherleft]

[purrs softly in his throat at the touches. He's not in any hurry to let go, either, but he's starting to think he's hungry.]

Mm. Sounds like a plan I can get behind.

[they're allowed to indulge, right? They have a lot to catch up on, after all.]

[serving_love]

[Definitely allowed to indulge.

BUT OKAY, seriously, he's gonna burn something. So one more quick, final kiss and then he's standing up and smoothing his shirt down before turning to check the potatoes on the stove.]

Want something to drink?

[yourotherleft]

[just contentedly watches him go. That shirt does look good on him.

He already had a cup of coffee, so...booze time!]

Yeah, sure. We're not out of sake yet, are we?

[serving_love]

Think I gave a bottle to Luffy when he was walking around looking like you, but I'm pretty sure he didn't actually drink it. Check the liquor cabinet, maybe he put it back.

[Starts putting the finishing touches on his breakfast extravaganza, then gets out plates for the crew so he can begin piling them up.]

[yourotherleft]

Ugh. [yeah that day was extra-weird. Zoro heaves himself out of the chair to go have a look. There is sake, whether Luffy failed to drink it or not, so hey, win-win.] I hope he didn't fool you with that.

[mmm, good morning sake, this should go good with breakfast. He can't help but smile fondly as he watches Sanji dish everything out. They really are spoiled by the cook, no question.]

[serving_love]

...

[Shifty eyes over here as he clears his throat and focuses on filling up a plate for Zoro.]

[yourotherleft]

[he hears that silence, cook. Shoots him a look like really?]

You didn't... [eugh nasty mental image!] You didn't kiss him or something, did you?!

[serving_love]

[Rolls his eyes now.]

Yeah, we had a long, extended shitty make-out session— No! [Shoots him an exasperated look over his shoulder.] Of course not, nothing like that! I just...thought he was you at first.

[Though exasperated quickly turns sheepish, before he huffs.]

I caught on pretty quick once I noticed he wasn't eyeing me like some kinda Franky creation gone horribly wrong.

[Thrusts the plate full of food at him like it'll distract him or something.]

[yourotherleft]

[well, at least there's that. Zoro has the decency to look slightly chastened as he reaches to take the plate.]

Good, 'cause that would've been really weird. [beat] Thanks.

[food is a good distraction, yes. He's been waiting for this ever since he smelled coffee and pancakes. He glances back at Sanji after the first mouthful, though - if nobody else has burst in on them, he should come and sit and eat too. Before the galley descends into chaos.]

[serving_love]

Welcome.

[Muttered around another harrumph as he turns back to get another plate. He'll leave the rest warming for now, probably won't be long until the others come crashing in. He's surprised Luffy hasn't smelled the bacon already.]

Luffy'd never do that anyway. [Probably.] He wanted to fight, though.

[Turns again to bring his own plate over to the table, taking a seat and then pointing his fork at Zoro.]

Anyway, even if something weird like that happened, I think I would've noticed before it got long and extended. You probably kiss differently.

[yourotherleft]

[okay, that makes him laugh under his breath.]

I should hope so, I've had more practice than him. [points his fork right back] Not that I want to experiment.

Good thing he didn't try going for my swords. Dumbass would have cut himself to ribbons before he could even start a fight.

[serving_love]

He wanted to use my damn rolling pin.

[Rolls his eyes as he shovels some food into his mouth.]

Idiot... Mah, but at least someone enjoyed all that, I guess.

[yourotherleft]

Psh. [around bites.] Even I know better than to use anything in your kitchen to fight.

[he knows full well that anything in the cook's galley is as sacred as his swords are to him. No touchy.]

We're gonna have to start keeping a list of what not to touch, smell, or eat when the world gets weird. No touching bubbles, mists, ghosts... [hmm there had to be more than that.]

[serving_love]

[Gives an amused grin around his fork.]

He suggested using a sausage next. [Snorts.] Just as bad, it's still food...

[Sets the fork down and sits back in his seat for a moment, blowing upwards at the hair covering his face.]

It's more than just not touching shit. Sometimes things just happen. And I can screen food and all that, but I can't catch everything.

[What a pain.]

[yourotherleft]

No, I know. I remember. The kids thing just happened...I think.

[last April's weirdness also just happened, but it also wore off after a day]

We can't stop everything but we can narrow it down. Stuff we have some control over. That should at least cut it down.

[if anything, he hates not having control over himself, his body and mind, and can't imagine anyone else would disagree. Loss of control is one step below sheer embarrassment on Zoro's list of Reasons This World Is Bullshit.]