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onepiece_3002010-12-06 07:42 am
*lol*
Given the awesome entries of
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penniless1 last week, I would be honoured if you would be so kind as to pick a prompt for this week. *crosses fingers that they are out there in the wilds of the net*Title: Meat!
Rating: G
Media: fic
Characters: Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Chopper, Usopp, Nami & Robin
Word Count: 298
Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or any of the characters from it
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Meat meat meat…
Sanji said no meat until supper. Supper was AGES away. Hours, probably.
Hmmm…
The drinks in Sanji’s loving hands went flying, for some reason that he couldn’t put his finger on, his feet had gone out from under him. He scrambled in midair, trying desperately to convince the liquid to get back into the glasses, but it was too late. A perfect purple arc of liquid drenched Nami from her tummy all the way to the top of her head.
“SANJI!!!”
Usopp jumped a mile, the scream piercing him like an arrow. Nami’s shrill voice made his skin crawl at the best of times - this was not the best of times. In fact, he was pouring a very volatile combination of chemicals for a new weapon. Before he could stop them, his hands gave a violent twitch and black powder went everywhere.
Oh.
No…
A big flash of light struck the bow of the ship and suddenly Usopp didn’t have any eyebrows.
Great.
“What the hell?!” Zoro growled.
He had managed to jump to his feet and draw all three swords in about two seconds from a horizontal position (and snoring).
Not quite good enough...
The swordsman turned abruptly, trying to source the explosion. He saw Usopp covered in soot just before he saw poor Chopper, who had snuck behind him when the blast hit.
Zoro knocked the tiny reindeer flying and he went bowling into Robin’s deck chair in the form of a giant brown fur-bull. An arc of arms lifted Robin out of harm’s way and she alighted next to Nami, who was angrily trying to get the purple stain out of her dress while Sanji cried guilty hearts onto the deck.
Marbles are fun!
Meat meat meat…
Is it dinnertime yet?
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