1. The Cookie Caper

One Piece © Oda

Blizzard © Me

It was an afternoon just like any other that day.

It was also a couple of days after I joined up.

We all just had lunch and I was currently enjoying a nap in my new dog bed in the corner of the men's room.

I could hear the sound of Nami and Robin carrying on conversation outside.

I could hear Zoro lifting weights up in the crow's nest, and him counting each lift. So far, the guy had gotten to 6,895.

I could hear Franky down below deck, banging a hammer against a sheet of metal on an anvil.

I could hear Usopp telling Chopper another one of his little stories.

"Took-down-an-8,000-foot-long-Sea-King-with-one-punch," my bushy tail.

I couldn't really hear Sanji, but I could smell the ingredients he was using to make a snack: nutmeg, vanilla, brown sugar, and…peanut butter.

Oh, peanut butter. Just hearing those two words made me lose my mind! I've loved that stuff since I was a pup. At that moment, there wasn't a doubt in my mind.

Sanji was making peanut butter cookies, and whether he liked it or not, I HAD to have them.

Deciding that I had slept enough, I got out of bed and headed straight for the galley.

On my way there, I saw that I wasn't the only one who was hungry.

Luffy was sprawled out on the deck, his hands on his growling stomach. Apparently, even though he ate at least two times more than I did, he still acts like he's starving.

"SO hungry~!" I heard him whine.

I let out a sigh. Typical. Kid only thinks about his stomach…

Although I guess I should talk.

Anyway, as I entered the galley, I saw that Sanji had just set a plate of fresh-baked peanut butter cookies on the table.

Bad idea, my friend.

"Nami and Robin will love these treats I made for them!"

With the stealth and agility of a cat, I crept up to the table, looking up now and then to see if Sanji had spotted me yet. When I had assured myself that he hadn't, I continued my mission.

I got up on my hind legs with my front paws on the edge of the table before, once again checking to see if Sanji had sensed my presence, I gently set my teeth on the edge of the plate and pulled it off the table, the cookies slightly tipping over as I did, before I made a quick and quiet exit.

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Ahh, that was GOOD!

I never thought that peanut butter cookies would taste THIS delicious!

I lay asleep in my bed, my stomach full and satisfied. I could feel a few crumbs left behind on my whiskers, but I didn't care. I was too full to care.

"LUFFY!" I heard Sanji yell.

Uh-oh.

"Luffy, you're a dead man!"

"What did I do now?"

Getting up and peeking out the door, I saw Luffy down on his knees in front of Sanji. I lowered my ears. Whatever's going on, I knew it wasn't good.

"Fess up, Luffy! I know it was you!"

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Don't start playing dumb with me! You ate the peanut butter cookies I made for Nami and Robin!"

Yup. It definitely wasn't good.

"Ooh! Peanut butter cookies? Were they good?"

"Don't start that act! Look, just tell me the truth, right now, and it'll be easier for the both of us!"

"But I didn't eat the cookies!"

"You seemed hungry enough to do it."

Luffy's stomach suddenly growled.

"I still am hungry."

Perfect. Just perfect. The last thing I need is for Luffy to take the rap for something I did! Goes against everything I live for!

Let's see. One on hand, I could tell Sanji the truth and get my tail handed to me on a silver platter. On the other hand, I could keep quiet and let Luffy take the blame.

Choices, choices.

I saw Sanji getting dangerously close to lifting his leg and bringing it down on Luffy's head.

"Last chance, Luffy. Talk!"

"I keep telling you! I didn't do it!"

That settles it. Tell the truth, it is.

I grabbed the plate and rushed outside, standing in between Luffy and Sanji, who gasped and backed a couple of feet away from us.

I knew it didn't take long for Sanji to put two-and-two together when he saw the plate in my mouth and the crumbs on my whiskers. He took the plate and then, taking a drag of his cigarette and letting out a puff of smoke, he gently laid his hand against my head.

"It's all right, boy," he told me. "You did the right thing."

Well, that was a bit…anticlimactic.

"What?" Luffy gasped as he stood up. "How come whenever I eat something that you tell me not to eat, you kick my ass, but when Blizzard does it, he gets the special treatment?"

"He's a dog, Luffy!" Sanji retorted. "He doesn't know right from wrong."

He turned to me.

"Isn't that right, boy?"

I barked in response, wagging my tail.

With that, Sanji headed back to the galley, leaving me and Luffy on the deck.

Luffy cast a glare at me and said, "Thanks…I guess."

All I could do was smirk at him.