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onepieceyaoi100Title: Tincture of Thyme
Topic: Time
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG, I 'spect. Mentions *cough* delicate problems of the male variety.
Pairing: maybe Zo/San if you squint, mostly nakamaship
Disclaimer: Not mine. Probably just as well. Here, have them back... Song lyric's not mine either (credits to Jim Croce), but it was inspiring...
Summary: Zoro has a problem. Sanji has sympathy. Er. Sort of.
Excuse: It's *still* not the drabble I originally wanted to write for this topic. This one is what happens when I'm singing old love songs while cooking. Crack, I tell you. Just... crack.
Notes: You make tinctures by steeping things in alcohol. Thyme has antiseptic and antifungal properties, and was at one time also purported to have anti-hangover properties.
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"Here."
A sake bottle stuffed full of something green was shoved in front of his face.
"Do I want to know?"
"Just take it, moron."
Zoro raised his left eyebrow, and was disturbed to realize he *knew* Sanji had just done the same in return.
"What is it?"
"Thyme. Steeped in sake."
"A week ago, you won't give me the time of day, and now you give me a bottle of the stuff?"
Sanji shoved the bottle closer, insistently.
"Fine."
"Idiot! Don't *drink* it. It's for, um..." Sanji patted himself down for a cigarette, lit up, mumbled from behind cupped hands. "It's good for treating fungal infections and the like. Some of the other cooks swore by it."
"Fungal infections?"
"You've been, ah, discreetly adjusting your pants for the last week and a half."
"You're watching my *pants*?"
"Fine, *be* an asshole, see if I ever offer sympathy again." Sanji whirled away.
"Wait, cook," Zoro called, shoving himself to his feet.
"Hmm?"
"Just... I appreciate it, okay? But that isn't the problem."
"No?
It was Zoro's turn to look away. "No."
"Ah. Then who is it?"
"If I tell you, you'll have to kill me."
"Ah. Well. As long as you don't do anything untoward to the ladies, I --"
Zoro burst into sharp laughter.
"What's so funny, shithead?"
"It isn't that hellcat, if that's what you're worried about."
"Well, that's alright then."
"Look. Sanji. Thank you. Now. You're standing too close. Go away before I have to 'adjust my pants' again."
A pause, while Sanji visibly processed that, then, "Gimme that." Sanji snatched the bottle, turned away.
"Hey!"
"They used this stuff for hangovers, too, and I need to be drunk five minutes ago now."
With a sigh, Zoro slumped back against the rail. Still alive.
Whoohoo.
Topic: Time
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG, I 'spect. Mentions *cough* delicate problems of the male variety.
Pairing: maybe Zo/San if you squint, mostly nakamaship
Disclaimer: Not mine. Probably just as well. Here, have them back... Song lyric's not mine either (credits to Jim Croce), but it was inspiring...
Summary: Zoro has a problem. Sanji has sympathy. Er. Sort of.
Excuse: It's *still* not the drabble I originally wanted to write for this topic. This one is what happens when I'm singing old love songs while cooking. Crack, I tell you. Just... crack.
Notes: You make tinctures by steeping things in alcohol. Thyme has antiseptic and antifungal properties, and was at one time also purported to have anti-hangover properties.
~~~
"Here."
A sake bottle stuffed full of something green was shoved in front of his face.
"Do I want to know?"
"Just take it, moron."
Zoro raised his left eyebrow, and was disturbed to realize he *knew* Sanji had just done the same in return.
"What is it?"
"Thyme. Steeped in sake."
"A week ago, you won't give me the time of day, and now you give me a bottle of the stuff?"
Sanji shoved the bottle closer, insistently.
"Fine."
"Idiot! Don't *drink* it. It's for, um..." Sanji patted himself down for a cigarette, lit up, mumbled from behind cupped hands. "It's good for treating fungal infections and the like. Some of the other cooks swore by it."
"Fungal infections?"
"You've been, ah, discreetly adjusting your pants for the last week and a half."
"You're watching my *pants*?"
"Fine, *be* an asshole, see if I ever offer sympathy again." Sanji whirled away.
"Wait, cook," Zoro called, shoving himself to his feet.
"Hmm?"
"Just... I appreciate it, okay? But that isn't the problem."
"No?
It was Zoro's turn to look away. "No."
"Ah. Then who is it?"
"If I tell you, you'll have to kill me."
"Ah. Well. As long as you don't do anything untoward to the ladies, I --"
Zoro burst into sharp laughter.
"What's so funny, shithead?"
"It isn't that hellcat, if that's what you're worried about."
"Well, that's alright then."
"Look. Sanji. Thank you. Now. You're standing too close. Go away before I have to 'adjust my pants' again."
A pause, while Sanji visibly processed that, then, "Gimme that." Sanji snatched the bottle, turned away.
"Hey!"
"They used this stuff for hangovers, too, and I need to be drunk five minutes ago now."
With a sigh, Zoro slumped back against the rail. Still alive.
Whoohoo.
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Date: 2006-08-16 02:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-16 03:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-16 02:53 pm (UTC)"A week ago, you won't give me the time of day, and now you give me a bottle of the stuff?" <-- THE PUN. IT SLAYS.
"They used this stuff for hangovers, too, and I need to be drunk five minutes ago now." Poor Sanji. XD
Welcome to the community, by the way. :D
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Date: 2006-08-16 03:10 pm (UTC)And, yes, poor Sanji. Don't think he was considering *that* option...
*hee* Thanks!
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Date: 2006-08-16 04:06 pm (UTC)Whoohoo.”
XDDD The excitement, it’s just so underwhelming. Poor Zoro, poor Sanji. Lovely writing. ^^
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Date: 2006-08-16 08:32 pm (UTC):) Thanks! :)
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Date: 2006-08-16 04:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-16 08:38 pm (UTC)I have a pet peeve about the "You love me? Well, gee, I love you too! Let's skip all the relationship development and go straight to bed" plot line, so... Things like this drabble happen. ;)
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Date: 2006-08-16 09:53 pm (UTC)A-a-and... you have a few drabbles based off of Jim Croce songs? *clings* <3 <3 <3
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Date: 2006-08-16 10:54 pm (UTC)And, yes, yes I do. The same song, in fact. I was singing along with it on loop trying to figure out how to word the other one when the pun of this one just... manifested. And couldn't resist looking up *why* one would do such a thing...
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Date: 2006-08-16 09:57 pm (UTC)fear sanji!! XDD
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Date: 2006-08-16 11:03 pm (UTC)So, yeah. Still alive! No return declarations of joyful heartage, but, hey, he's got time to work on *that* now...