In which "Zolo" gains a new back story
Sep. 28th, 2004 01:54 amTitle: Zolo’s Secret Past
Rating: G
Word Count: 241
Pairing: Lolli-boy Sanji/Zolo
Note: All credit (blame) goes to
xparrot for her comment about Zolo sounding like a candy. And, of course, to 4Kids, for giving us the wonderfully awful, but fun to parody, versions of the crew.
“Wait. What was that?”
“Shove it sucker boy.”
“Did you just say your name was Zolo? Like the candy? Your parents were lame enough to name you after a food? And did you dye your hair to match or was that the deciding factor?”
Zolo growled and moved to stalk past the blonde. The near hysterical laughter was irritating, and those kinds of comments were ones that had grown tiresome long ago. As fate wanted, Sanji chose that moment to start choking on his half-eaten mango-cherry lollipop. A long sigh, one that conveyed ages of frustration and suffering, escaped from Zolo as he performed the Heimlich maneuver on the annoying chef. The candy was finally dislodged, landing on the floor as Sanji gasped for air. Zolo took advantage of the moment to whisper in his ear.
“No, you jerk, they named it after me. I told you my name was RORONOAH Zolo.”
He dropped the shocked, still somewhat airless teen to the floor and strode angrily out the door. He hadn’t admitted to his parentage in years. Sanji watched him go, slack-jawed until a hungry grin picked it up again. It wasn’t every day that the ticket to an unending supply of delicious, mouth-watering lollipops, courtesy of one heir to the Roronoah East Blue Candy Company, visited the restaurant. And it didn’t hurt that his favorite sweet, after the lollipops, were the green, slightly sour, long-lasting hard candies known as Zolos.
Rating: G
Word Count: 241
Pairing: Lolli-boy Sanji/Zolo
Note: All credit (blame) goes to
“Wait. What was that?”
“Shove it sucker boy.”
“Did you just say your name was Zolo? Like the candy? Your parents were lame enough to name you after a food? And did you dye your hair to match or was that the deciding factor?”
Zolo growled and moved to stalk past the blonde. The near hysterical laughter was irritating, and those kinds of comments were ones that had grown tiresome long ago. As fate wanted, Sanji chose that moment to start choking on his half-eaten mango-cherry lollipop. A long sigh, one that conveyed ages of frustration and suffering, escaped from Zolo as he performed the Heimlich maneuver on the annoying chef. The candy was finally dislodged, landing on the floor as Sanji gasped for air. Zolo took advantage of the moment to whisper in his ear.
“No, you jerk, they named it after me. I told you my name was RORONOAH Zolo.”
He dropped the shocked, still somewhat airless teen to the floor and strode angrily out the door. He hadn’t admitted to his parentage in years. Sanji watched him go, slack-jawed until a hungry grin picked it up again. It wasn’t every day that the ticket to an unending supply of delicious, mouth-watering lollipops, courtesy of one heir to the Roronoah East Blue Candy Company, visited the restaurant. And it didn’t hurt that his favorite sweet, after the lollipops, were the green, slightly sour, long-lasting hard candies known as Zolos.
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Date: 2004-09-28 06:32 am (UTC)I am strangely amused by the idea of Zoro feeling the need to prove his maniliness by becoming a swordsman thanks to the growing up as candyboy.
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Date: 2004-09-28 09:23 am (UTC)*laughs*
*laughs more*
*dies*
Dang, I was thinking of Rolos, too. Curse you again, Bluepard!! *shakes fist* Ah well.
Very, very, very amusing ^^
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Date: 2004-09-28 02:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-29 04:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-01 08:41 pm (UTC)