Who:
mikangirl,
mikandelinquent, the strawhats, and any and all volunteers!!
What: Gonna save us from fothermuckin' fruit from trees. You feel me?
When: The 16th to the 17th!
Where: The mikan grove!
Summary: The snow coming in is doing a bang-up job on our fruits. Cocoyashi ladies don't much appreciate that-come help them, because they are way over their heads at the moment.
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Even if everything's free here, she'll never underplay the value of a fruit.
Hell, she lived off mostly them for a long time, after all.]
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Until he notices her staring down accusingly at something at her hand. What that something is, Sanji can't see clearly, but that doesn't matter because every self-respecting nicotine-addict knows what that look means.
Don't worry, the chef has you covered, with an open pack presented and held out in your direction]
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Nami-san's well liked in this shithole. The turn-out would be damn good no matter when it happened.
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[SPARKLE SPARKLE
nami fanclub over here in the back]
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-- Well, I mean... [Play it straight or play it cool? Decisions decisions. And while he waits from on high for that answer, he'll scratch his neck and wonder why the hell he decided to have a Nami fangirl moment in front of her mother.]
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Now, now! You're not a schoolboy anymore, you know! Straighten up a little!
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Ma'am, his fragile pride that was destroyed long ago - you wound it.]
N-no, that's not what I meant! [He's been shamelessly crushing on your girl for years. Sanji's only thrown off because you're late to the party.]
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[BACK PAT OF BRO-NESS.]
Really now, calling how great my daughter is from the rooftops is hardly going to get me hanging you by the feet. Don't sweat it!
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