Pardon my rudeness! Disclaimer: I don't own anything of One Piece.

This was a random thought brought to fruition.

Title: Orange Juice

Summary: To think you eat with that thing!


Sanji was walking down the hallway towards one of the storerooms when he frowned a bit. A little ways down he saw Luffy and Usopp kneeling, with their ears glued to a door. As if that wasn't suspicious enough, they were giggling to each other. Wondering what was going on, he walked closer.

He had almost reached them when footsteps sounded inside the room and the door swung open, revealing a livid Zoro.

"What the fuck are you-!"

Exclamations erupted from Luffy and Usopp, respectively.

"Aack! A monster!"

"Don't let it eat me!"

Usopp suddenly went limp. Luffy scooped him up and bolted down the hallway screaming, "Run for your lives! Run for your lives! There's a monster on board!"

Sanji frowned again as he looked after them, before he turned back to Zoro, who was shaking his head and muttering darkly.

"Hey marimo, why-" Sanji looked down and his eyebrows rose to his hairline. "Well, gotdamn! What the fuck do you feed that thing? Midgets?"

Zoro got a sly look on his face.

"Nope. Orange juice. Lots and lots of orange juice."

A feminine hand came from behind the door and popped Zoro lightly upside the head. He chuckled cheekily, squinting his eyes and showing all of his teeth, and the person behind the door slammed it shut.

Sanji rolled his eyes and continued on his journey, vaguely wondering which female was behind the door. Was it Robin, Nami or Vivi?

Once in the storeroom, he quickly got what he needed and had paused to light a cigarette when he spied a full basket of fruit in his peripheral vision.

A full basket of oranges, to be exact...

Orange juice...

Something in his head whirred and clicked.

Orange....juice......

His eyes widened and he choked on the smoke he had just inhaled.

Oh, that marimo was a real nasty bastard.


After composing himself, he went back to the galley, shaking his head and chuckling all the way.

Just for that...oh yes...just for that...

He would make that fucker's favorite dish tonight.


This one's dedicated to all the filthy minds out there..