(One Piece-General. 17. Ditzy.)
Title: Baking Lesson
Fandom: One Piece
Characters: Vivi, Sanji
Prompt: 29-Ditzy
Word Count: 310
Rating: G
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Summary: Written for Pi Day. Vivi tries to help Sanji bake.
She’d never baked before. She’d watched Terracotta make cookies once when she was younger, but that had only been an excuse to steal chocolate chips.
She didn’t think it could be too difficult and, well, she was the one who told the crew about Pi Day in the first place. So really, it was only fair that she helped the chef bake the pies that had been inevitably requested.
It helped that the she thought he was cute, too. She smiled as she watched him tie on his pink apron. She would try not to let the highly inappropriate-but very delightful-attraction she felt for the blonde cook distract her from her baking lesson. She knew that Sanji always strived for absolute perfection in his cooking, and she didn’t want to stain that pride.
But, well, she was a teenager with a crush. So when he politely asked her to bring him the bag of flour with that heart-meltingly charming smile of his (you know, the kind that makes you feel like you are the most special and beautiful person in his entire world), it was unavoidable that she slipped. And fell. With the bag of flour flying out of her hands. And landing on Sanji’s head.
Her eyes went wide with embarrassment and horror, her cheeks turning bright red, as he removed the bag and blinked comically-his one revealed blue eye a striking contrast to the pale white that now coated his hair and face. She started to stammer out an apology-quite unfit for a princess-but stopped when he started to laugh. Not the kind of laugh that was making fun of her and her clumsiness, but rather, almost admiring her for it. The kind of laugh that made her laugh, too. The kind of laugh that said everything was all right, and even more.