Special Soup
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onepiece_300Hi OP_300. You probably don't remember me but I wrote you a thing.
Title: Chicken Soup
Rating: G
Media: fic
Pairing/Characters: Zeff and Sanji
Word Count: 285
Prompt: Special
“Mama’s Special Soup.”
That’s what the brat had called the recipe, reciting it to himself on that rock. Said he had lost the paper it was written on in the storm, and he didn’t want to forget it. So he repeated it to himself dutifully every few hours.
Where’d he learn it? “Mom taught it to me.” Zeff had grunted and asked no more questions about it.
The recipe was written down now, tucked away in one of the many recipe books in the Baratie’s kitchen. In the hustle and bustle of those opening weeks, it had stayed there, all but forgotten.
But tonight… tonight was going to be a bad night. Zeff could always tell. The eggplant would get withdrawn, would overstuff himself at meals, would steal away food again, to put in his hiding place.
And at about midnight, he would come into the kitchen, half crazed and looking for something, anything, to calm the phantom gnawing in his stomach.
“What are you doing up, eggplant?”
He stopped in the doorway, looking guilty. “I was, uh… just going to do inventory for tomorrow?”
“Like hell you were.” He ladled out a bowl of the soup he had simmering and set it at the end of the counter. The kid didn’t move from the door, and he snapped impatiently, “Well?”
He skittered over and climbed on the stool, took a bite. His eyes lit up instantly, and not just because it was delicious.
“This is…”
“Chicken, carrots, celery, onions, and a little dash of spices from North Blue. Did I get all the ingredients, eggplant?”
“Yeah.” His lips turned up around his spoon. “All of them.”
It wasn’t such a bad night after all.
Title: Chicken Soup
Rating: G
Media: fic
Pairing/Characters: Zeff and Sanji
Word Count: 285
Prompt: Special
“Mama’s Special Soup.”
That’s what the brat had called the recipe, reciting it to himself on that rock. Said he had lost the paper it was written on in the storm, and he didn’t want to forget it. So he repeated it to himself dutifully every few hours.
Where’d he learn it? “Mom taught it to me.” Zeff had grunted and asked no more questions about it.
The recipe was written down now, tucked away in one of the many recipe books in the Baratie’s kitchen. In the hustle and bustle of those opening weeks, it had stayed there, all but forgotten.
But tonight… tonight was going to be a bad night. Zeff could always tell. The eggplant would get withdrawn, would overstuff himself at meals, would steal away food again, to put in his hiding place.
And at about midnight, he would come into the kitchen, half crazed and looking for something, anything, to calm the phantom gnawing in his stomach.
“What are you doing up, eggplant?”
He stopped in the doorway, looking guilty. “I was, uh… just going to do inventory for tomorrow?”
“Like hell you were.” He ladled out a bowl of the soup he had simmering and set it at the end of the counter. The kid didn’t move from the door, and he snapped impatiently, “Well?”
He skittered over and climbed on the stool, took a bite. His eyes lit up instantly, and not just because it was delicious.
“This is…”
“Chicken, carrots, celery, onions, and a little dash of spices from North Blue. Did I get all the ingredients, eggplant?”
“Yeah.” His lips turned up around his spoon. “All of them.”
It wasn’t such a bad night after all.
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Date: 2013-03-16 07:23 am (UTC)And this piece was wonderful I must say~ I love the slight indication that Sanji is dealing with an eating disorder after his experiences. I especially like the mention of his hiding spot (and that Zeff knows about it). It's both sad and a little scary and makes me want to hug the poor kid.
Fff and I love how you depict Zeff and Sanji's relationship too; it's just perfect. The whole thing, particularly how Zeff decides to bring a little bit of home back to Sanji with his mother's soup gaaah it's really cute and heartbreaking.
Wonderful work!
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Date: 2013-03-17 05:30 am (UTC)Thank you! Zeff and Sanji's relationship is one of my favorite things and I like exploring it. ^^
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Date: 2013-03-16 01:38 pm (UTC)I love the gruff caring Zeff shows for Sanji in this fic - it's clear he's been watching him carefully. They're both adorable!
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Date: 2013-03-17 05:31 am (UTC)Thanks, glad you enjoyed it!
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Date: 2013-03-17 03:31 am (UTC)But in all seriousness, this really was great! The idea of Sanji having held on his mother's recipe for so long in his head is so adorable and paINFUL OMG THE TEARS AGAIN ;A;
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Date: 2013-03-17 05:32 am (UTC)Thank you!! I'm glad you enjoyed it even if I made you cry haha >.>
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Date: 2013-03-17 05:09 am (UTC)D'aw, this was really cute (and very similar to my mom's chicken soup recipe - she uses spinach and, uh, not North Blue spices XD). How've you been?
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Date: 2013-03-17 05:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-03-17 05:36 am (UTC)HELLO!!! I'm still alive, I just got sucked into the world of college + RP and fell off the fanfiction side of the map, haha. I've been great, though, how 'bout you?
And also thank you, I'm glad you liked it. I just googled the soup recipe, haha, I don't cook.
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Date: 2013-03-17 04:13 pm (UTC)Anyway, about this story:
It's just so sweet! I love how Zeff instinctively knows that Sanji will have a bad night and prepares the special soup beforehand. That old geezer acts all stern and everything, but everyone knows that he's a big softie inside when it comes to his little eggplant. :D
Another awesome fic from you!
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