Anime Oneshots

Vinsmoke Sanji (One Piece)

GreenR: hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii~~~

*awkward silence*

Nice day, ey?

Law: just say what you want to, you're even more intolerable than usual when you're trying to be nice.

GreenR: so. *deep breath in* About a week ago I was up at night and since all my best ideas happen at night I entered this book to Wattys. *breath out*

Law: oh boy. Well, that explains the new cover though.

GreenR: d'ya like it? I spent almost two hours on it. It has me and you on it.

Law: I look like a creep there. Why did you draw me like a creep?

GreenR: when are you not a creep?

Anyways, that's my news for today. Next up is ma boi Sanji, please welcome him to the stage.

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You turned a page in the book you were reading and pulled your feet under you to the couch. It was slightly rainy day without any need to go outside, so of course it was best spent reading with a nice cup of tea. There was no tea at the moment but you hoped to change it soon.

There was a loud crash from the kitchen, followed by a splutter of cursewords so dirty, just hearing them made your ears hurt. You got up from the couch, setting your book aside and went to investigate what had happened.

A pile of cooking pans had fallen on the floor and scattered around, in the middle of the mess was Sanji on one knee, face contorted with pain.

"Are you okay?" You asked softly, taking his cane from the floor, where it had fallen and walked closer, holding it out from him. He ignored it, preferring to get up by his own means.

"I'm fine," he huffed, then seemed to realise something, as his face cleared up and he smiled to you softly. "Sorry, but I'm fine. Just let me get this now," he reached out and took the cane from you, starting to limp around to pick up the mess he had created.

You picked few of the pans up as well, setting them on the table. Then walked around to have a look at what he had been cooking. On the countertop was a slightly burnt pie, probably apples, that had a small slice cut of it.

"Yummy, can I try?" You looked over your shoulder, already cutting out a piece to enjoy. For certain good measures you took a smaller than you usually would have.

"Go ahead," Sanji had gotten a little grumpy again, but his all of his real feelings as soon as he felt there was a chance of you noticing them from his tone.

You took a bite out of the pieslice and chewed thoughtfully. It was just a tiny bit too sweet, probably because of too much vanilla sugar again, but apart from that the pie was alright. Not exactly wonderful but it was good to eat.

"How is it?" He tried to sound like he wasn't particularly interested in the answer, yet he was nervously fiddling with the knives he had been rearranging.

"Good," you mumbled with full mouth. You really liked sweets, so it didn't bother you. Right now you were thinking how well a cup of milk would go with them.

"Just that?" You had gotten to the fridge and found to you your displeasure you were all out of milk, instead all room was taken up by foods wrapped in plastic or in boxes.

"Yeah it's fine," you noticed all the foods had something little wrong with them, most often they were burnt. You guessed the ones without any mishaps in appearance must have had seasoning gone wrong.