1V: Honestly I don't know where the idea for this snippet came from... I was just walking along and BOOM it hit me. It may not be the greatest story, but I thought it was cute, and worth the time to write out. I would really like to know what you think though, so be sure to R+R. Oh, and one more thing, I DO NOT OWN ONE PIECE!!!
Hidden Talent
Zoro sat at the kitchen table, his eyes fixed on a nondescript spot on the floor. It was too quiet, if only the damn cook would say something... but no, it had been a whole five minutes and the kuso- cook had yet to say anything. Zoro stole a glance at the cook, failing to catch the blond's eye he turned his gaze back to the floor.
Sanji, meanwhile, was at the stove, staring as if hypnotized by the pot he held. Oblivious to all else, especially the awkward silence that now hung heavily in the room, he continued to gaze unblinkingly at the contents of the pot.
The seconds streatched into agonizing minutes, and just when Zoro thought he was about to go insane, Sanji broke the silence.
"You burnt it..." The words came out in little more than a whisper, and Sanji's eyes never left the pot.
At this Zoro's head snapped up. "Well this was the first time I've tried to cook anything eyebrow," Zoro spat with more venom then he had originally intended, but Sanji did not even flinch and so he continued, "something was bound to burn."
Silence was allowed to occupy the air once more, and Sanji looked up from the pot to stare wide eyed at Zoro.
"But it was water, you burned water..." Sanji choked out, looking from Zoro to the pot and back to Zoro.
V: Okay, I know it's short, and definitely not the greatest ever written, but it was about all I could come up with without dragging out the whole thing... tell me what you thought, thanks.