Just a little humor story about Sanji's fear of spiders! (Yes, it's in the manga. Skypiea Arc. Go and read it again.) Enjoy!
Commencing: Fanfiction: Arachnophobia
Chapter 1
"That's one large spider." Zoro stared up at the arachnid.
The huge, black widow towered over them, all eight eyes glittering and black as night. Each hairy leg was taller than the Sunny, and the widow hissed, more of annoyance than pain, as Zoro launched himself into attack.
"Little help here!" Zoro roared at Sanji. Then he frowned, as the blonde cook didn't go charging into battle with an insult directed at Zoro. He jumped back as a leg smashed the place where he had just stood, and ran back to face the cook.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Zoro demanded. "If you keep on standing like that you'll be crushed!"
Sanji stared up at the arachnid, and he shook.
"Oi!" Zoro jabbed the cook with the hilt of Shuusui. "The hell's wrong with you?"
Sanji said nothing. The cook had started panting now, gasping like he couldn't breathe, and Zoro had to yank the cook out of the spider's leg.
"The hell? Are you hyperventilating?! Answer me! What's wrong with you?"
Sanji took one look at the spider, trembled like a wounded animal, and started foaming on the mouth. He promptly collapsed, muttering "Don't hurt me, don't hurt me…."
Zoro caught the cook as he fell, and he started to put two and two together. "You don't have arachnophobia, do you?"
Sanji coughed, back in conscious, and he glared at Zoro. Then he took one look at the spider and shuddered horribly. "N-never liked spiders…. Ugly, disgusting brutes…."
The spider hissed with annoyance, as if to say Hello! I'm right here!
Sanji shrieked like a little girl, stumbling back, and the next second he took off, running back to the ship.
"What the?" Zoro charged after, the spider hot on his heels. "We haven't gotten the supplies yet! They're on the other side of town! Nami'll kill us!"
"The supplies can wait!" Sanji yelled back. "I'm not fighting the huge fucking spider!"
Zoro frowned. To even disobey Nami's orders? The cook was even worse than he had thought. Though of course, he wished he had videotaped Sanji's girl scream. "Nice scream!" He called.
Sanji looked back. "Shut up, Marimo!"
"Aaw, little Swanji too scwared to fwight mwe?"
"SHUT UP!" Sanji stopped and lunged at Zoro, leg spinning furiously, and Zoro ducked. Sanji kicked the spider instead, on the head, and the spider fell with a rather loud thud.
Sanji landed neatly on the ground, his old fighting self back, and he growled at Zoro. "I told you to shut up, Marimo, before I kick your face in,"
"Yeah, whatever. Nice job, I should add."
"Huh?" Sanji looked back and caught sight of the dead spider, flipped on its back, legs twitching. His eyes widened and he collapsed foaming on the mouth.
Zoro rolled his eyes and slung the cook over his shoulder. "Knew it."
"You're back!" Nami peered over the railing as Zoro climbed up the ladder of the Thousand Sunny. "Did you buy the supplies?"
"Yeah." Zoro showed her the cloth bag full of supplies. "Though Ero-Cook wasn't that much of a help."
Nami frowned. "Why's Sanji on your back?"
Zoro smirked. "Let's just say, he had a panic attack."
End
Did you like it? Personally I find it easier to write Sanji centric fics than other. I dunno why. Review, guys! I need some feedback! :P
-Veratican Justice