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onepieceyaoi100Title: The Replacement
Topic: Role-Reversal
Rating: G
Pairing/s: None…sowwy! ;_;
Word Count: 300
Summary: Sanji is unable to do his duty. The crew is forced to pick up the slack. Sort of.
A/N: Poor Chopper. -__-;; I’m so sorry. Heh.
“It smells like… burning.”
Chopper laughed nervously and dabbed at Sanji’s fevered forehead. “Uh… no, it doesn’t?”
The cook blinked blearily. “It doesn’t?”
“Yes?” the doctor responded uncertainly.
What sounded like a crash, a shriek, and what might have been something shattering reverberated distantly in the blonde’s ears. “Chopper…whuzzat?”
“Er…what’s what?”
“That noise.”
Chopper hastily poured another spoonful of medicine and shoved it into Sanji’s mouth. “Uh, that means your medicine is wearing off,” the reindeer chuckled, scratching his head awkwardly. “There’s some more. All better!”
“Huh.” Sanji swallowed dutifully. “I should uh…go make…”
“No, no, it’s fine, really! We’ll…”
A black cloud of smoke started rolling into the infirmary via the crack under the door.
“Chopper…”
“Hallucinations!!! All hallucinations!!!”
Sanji blinked, the part of his mind that wasn’t foggy arguing that Chopper could see it too.
But then again, he was pretty sick.
A moment later, he heard Zoro shouting, “Oi…dinner’s ready!”
There was a muffled response.
“Whad’ya mean you’re not hungry?” the swordsman growled, though it sounded cottony to Sanji.
More unintelligible murmuring.
“Che, you’re just a coward. I’ve cooked before. Johnny and Yozak thought it was good.”
Sanji’s brow furrowed as the dialogue began to register. “Chopper…”
“Hallucinations!!!” the doctor interrupted again, looking distressed. “Just ignore it, ahehehehe…”
“Uh…”
Chopper jumped at the sound of a large explosion. Sanji tried to move his mouth to say something, but it suddenly felt too heavy.
“…Chop…”
Panicked, the reindeer grabbed his hat and started fanning the chef with it. “It’s all a dream…a dreeeeammm…”
“Oh. Kay.”
And Sanji was out.
Several more explosions sounded and the clash of metal that probably meant Zoro’s culinary creation had mutated and needed to be subdued greeted the reindeer as he headed towards the galley.
He sighed. He hoped the chef recovered soon.
END
Hehe yeah, the entire basis for this was I wanted to say "smells like burning." Hopefully I'll think of a better idea later in the week, but for now, I just couldn't help myself.
Topic: Role-Reversal
Rating: G
Pairing/s: None…sowwy! ;_;
Word Count: 300
Summary: Sanji is unable to do his duty. The crew is forced to pick up the slack. Sort of.
A/N: Poor Chopper. -__-;; I’m so sorry. Heh.
“It smells like… burning.”
Chopper laughed nervously and dabbed at Sanji’s fevered forehead. “Uh… no, it doesn’t?”
The cook blinked blearily. “It doesn’t?”
“Yes?” the doctor responded uncertainly.
What sounded like a crash, a shriek, and what might have been something shattering reverberated distantly in the blonde’s ears. “Chopper…whuzzat?”
“Er…what’s what?”
“That noise.”
Chopper hastily poured another spoonful of medicine and shoved it into Sanji’s mouth. “Uh, that means your medicine is wearing off,” the reindeer chuckled, scratching his head awkwardly. “There’s some more. All better!”
“Huh.” Sanji swallowed dutifully. “I should uh…go make…”
“No, no, it’s fine, really! We’ll…”
A black cloud of smoke started rolling into the infirmary via the crack under the door.
“Chopper…”
“Hallucinations!!! All hallucinations!!!”
Sanji blinked, the part of his mind that wasn’t foggy arguing that Chopper could see it too.
But then again, he was pretty sick.
A moment later, he heard Zoro shouting, “Oi…dinner’s ready!”
There was a muffled response.
“Whad’ya mean you’re not hungry?” the swordsman growled, though it sounded cottony to Sanji.
More unintelligible murmuring.
“Che, you’re just a coward. I’ve cooked before. Johnny and Yozak thought it was good.”
Sanji’s brow furrowed as the dialogue began to register. “Chopper…”
“Hallucinations!!!” the doctor interrupted again, looking distressed. “Just ignore it, ahehehehe…”
“Uh…”
Chopper jumped at the sound of a large explosion. Sanji tried to move his mouth to say something, but it suddenly felt too heavy.
“…Chop…”
Panicked, the reindeer grabbed his hat and started fanning the chef with it. “It’s all a dream…a dreeeeammm…”
“Oh. Kay.”
And Sanji was out.
Several more explosions sounded and the clash of metal that probably meant Zoro’s culinary creation had mutated and needed to be subdued greeted the reindeer as he headed towards the galley.
He sighed. He hoped the chef recovered soon.
END
Hehe yeah, the entire basis for this was I wanted to say "smells like burning." Hopefully I'll think of a better idea later in the week, but for now, I just couldn't help myself.
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