Sacrifice! and Frostbite
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Sacrifice~!
Rating: PG for Zoro's potty mind
Word Count: 261
Pairing: ZoLu
Topic: Fire
Notes: You barely ever see any fics involving the galley without also having Sanji in there. Whoon.
It's the first time that Sanji's left food in the galley unattended and Luffy conscious, all at once. The Going Merry is nearing a summer island, and the shitty cook's gone to ogle the girls' state of undress. Evidently he forgot about the steaks sizzling peacefully on the stove, or he forgot that Luffy comes equipped with Super Sensible Meat Sensing Senses™. In any case, there are the steaks, and there is Luffy, glancing at the swordsman and confirming his apathy before sidling towards the pan. Zoro, upper half sprawled on the table, blinks at his daring. He'd twice burned his fingers with such shenanigans and once, memorably, his tongue. That should be enough of a warning for anyone.
Aforesaid tongue is caught between the rubber man's teeth in concentration as he hovers over the pan. A hand shoots out, snatches the meat-slab off the grill faster than the eye can see, and a loud yelp fills the galley. Luffy doesn't let go of the steak, though. It's gone faster than Zoro can stand up. "Are you all right?" He grabs Luffy's blistered hand, looks it over. There doesn't seem to be anything too life-threatening. What an idiot! His captain is holding surprisingly still for his brief examination, not wriggling or whining or stretching away from him. "You'll be fine, baka."
"Thanks, Zoro," Luffy grins, with more of a twinkle in his eye than the swordsman would prefer to interpret, and bounds outside, cheeks bulging with stolen cow flesh. Zoro blinks again. If he wanted attention, he could have just asked.
Title: Frostbite
Rating: G
Word Count: 300 on the nose
Pairing: ChoUso
Topic: Ice
Notes: This one's a bit late for the "ice" topic. DAMMIT.
The Going Merry was in drydock for repairs, and her crew had voted unanimously to send Usopp out for supplies. Wind shrieking and dry flurries of snow stinging his eyes, he struggled back towards the sheep's head, packages clutched clumsily in his arms. His ears were throbbing, fingers prickling with cold, and the tip of his nose was growing blue and numb. He staggered, grappled with boxes and bags, righted himself just as another gust bore down on him, howling. Wood clunked against his shoulder, and he groped his way towards the gangplank, teeth chattering with chill and revenge.
Chopper pounced on him as soon as he set his burden down, clinging to his arm and dragging him towards the galley. "You should have worn better clothes!" he said shrilly over Usopp's protests. "It's not safe to stay outside for so long without being wrapped up!"
"At least he got back with the supplies, alive," Sanji commented as the kitchen door swung open. Chopper frowned at the cook and pushed Usopp into a chair. Naturally, the marksman kept talking. "Really -- I'm fine -- the Great Captain Usopp would never submit to such pathetic cold! -- why, I've faced temperatures ten times colder than this for weeks at a time! -- the eggplants had all frozen, and I was the only one --" The reindeer shoved a mug of herb tea into his hands, and he sipped and sneezed. "Of course, that was when I had the enchantress cast a protective spell over me because of her undying love," he admitted. Chopper frowned again, this time more out of concern than irritation. "I worry about you, Usopp-san. Be careful. I don't want you to go." Usopp drained the mug, hugged the deer, and stood up. "I'll be careful, doctor."
Rating: PG for Zoro's potty mind
Word Count: 261
Pairing: ZoLu
Topic: Fire
Notes: You barely ever see any fics involving the galley without also having Sanji in there. Whoon.
It's the first time that Sanji's left food in the galley unattended and Luffy conscious, all at once. The Going Merry is nearing a summer island, and the shitty cook's gone to ogle the girls' state of undress. Evidently he forgot about the steaks sizzling peacefully on the stove, or he forgot that Luffy comes equipped with Super Sensible Meat Sensing Senses™. In any case, there are the steaks, and there is Luffy, glancing at the swordsman and confirming his apathy before sidling towards the pan. Zoro, upper half sprawled on the table, blinks at his daring. He'd twice burned his fingers with such shenanigans and once, memorably, his tongue. That should be enough of a warning for anyone.
Aforesaid tongue is caught between the rubber man's teeth in concentration as he hovers over the pan. A hand shoots out, snatches the meat-slab off the grill faster than the eye can see, and a loud yelp fills the galley. Luffy doesn't let go of the steak, though. It's gone faster than Zoro can stand up. "Are you all right?" He grabs Luffy's blistered hand, looks it over. There doesn't seem to be anything too life-threatening. What an idiot! His captain is holding surprisingly still for his brief examination, not wriggling or whining or stretching away from him. "You'll be fine, baka."
"Thanks, Zoro," Luffy grins, with more of a twinkle in his eye than the swordsman would prefer to interpret, and bounds outside, cheeks bulging with stolen cow flesh. Zoro blinks again. If he wanted attention, he could have just asked.
Title: Frostbite
Rating: G
Word Count: 300 on the nose
Pairing: ChoUso
Topic: Ice
Notes: This one's a bit late for the "ice" topic. DAMMIT.
The Going Merry was in drydock for repairs, and her crew had voted unanimously to send Usopp out for supplies. Wind shrieking and dry flurries of snow stinging his eyes, he struggled back towards the sheep's head, packages clutched clumsily in his arms. His ears were throbbing, fingers prickling with cold, and the tip of his nose was growing blue and numb. He staggered, grappled with boxes and bags, righted himself just as another gust bore down on him, howling. Wood clunked against his shoulder, and he groped his way towards the gangplank, teeth chattering with chill and revenge.
Chopper pounced on him as soon as he set his burden down, clinging to his arm and dragging him towards the galley. "You should have worn better clothes!" he said shrilly over Usopp's protests. "It's not safe to stay outside for so long without being wrapped up!"
"At least he got back with the supplies, alive," Sanji commented as the kitchen door swung open. Chopper frowned at the cook and pushed Usopp into a chair. Naturally, the marksman kept talking. "Really -- I'm fine -- the Great Captain Usopp would never submit to such pathetic cold! -- why, I've faced temperatures ten times colder than this for weeks at a time! -- the eggplants had all frozen, and I was the only one --" The reindeer shoved a mug of herb tea into his hands, and he sipped and sneezed. "Of course, that was when I had the enchantress cast a protective spell over me because of her undying love," he admitted. Chopper frowned again, this time more out of concern than irritation. "I worry about you, Usopp-san. Be careful. I don't want you to go." Usopp drained the mug, hugged the deer, and stood up. "I'll be careful, doctor."
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