Nothing,she starts having thoughts about it being a hallucination..or worse...she doesn't want to think about that..she wants to hope, hope that Sanji is still alive, she is tired of blaming herself..she hasn't been able to sleep for more than 1 hour straight, he comes to her in her dreams..like a ghost haunting the people that killed him.
She finally accepts it and goes deeper into the ship, she doesn't have a mood suitable to talk to people right now, her instincts take her to her room immediately, she avoids everyone on her way there, she just wants to go lie down, and cry herself to sleep, just forget everything that happened here..it was too much..too frustrating..she didn't want to go through all that again..
Tears filled her eyes as she slowly entered a violent state of sleep, they would still continue forming around her eyes as she slept..you could see the pain in her soul, in whatever pain the crew was in, she was in it trippled...and every day the pain would get stronger and stronger, multiplying every time like a Fibonacci Sequence...
20 minutes into her sleep, the whole crew caught a scent, it was something so familiar, yet so old they all at first thought they were hallucinating, it couldn't be what they thought it was, each and everyone was too afraid to admit they could smell it.
Finally, the most ignorant person in the crew, stood up and said "Do you guys smell that?" everyone looked shocked, they couldn't believe it, it wasn't just themselves, each and everyone was sensing it, it was...Food?
Everyone ran towards the origin of the smell, thinking about what caused it along the way, they stood beside the Kitchen door, hesitated to open signaled Chopper to open it as he took his sling and armed it, pointing at the door, waiting to attack. Chopper didn't want to, so looked at Zoro, Zoro took his battle stance and signaled at Chopper again, the little Tanuki finally complied, slowly moving towards the door, keeping his footsteps as silent as possible...he reaches for the handle...he grabs it and looks at Usopp one final time as he counts in his head.. "3...2...1.."The door opens as Usopp fires blindly and Zoro attacks without knowing of what expects them inside.
A man standing there, with a pan in his right hand, and a cigarette in the other, he kicks the round bullet away as he jumps in the air and block`s Zoro`s attack, he lift`s his head up and says "You have gotten rusty, Shitty old Marimo" and kicked him backwards, looking away again and saying "6 years won't change the no fighting in the kitchen rule,got that?."
Everyone stood at there door, they were all shocked, their eyes widened, well expect for Brook, he has no eyes(YOHOHOHO...SKULL JOKE! xD).Nami rushed in and hugged him, with tears forming in her eyes, she couldn't say a word, mumbles could be heard, but nothing in normal human language, Sanji looked at her while hugging her back and took a deep sniff of her scent, he had missed that tangerine scent ,the same scent that made his blood race, he smiled at her as he said "Nami-san...I could never hope for you to hug me like this..it feels like a dream", Nami whispered with tears still pouring down her face.."Sanji-San..you never change..", the rest just stood there, still as vigilant as a tree.
Nami parts their hug as she hears someone running towards the Kitchen, they had all failed to realised Robin wasn't with reached them, as she turned to Luffy and said "Do you smell th..." Luffy pointed inside the Kitchen, as Robin slowly turned her head around to face Sanji,she froze in the moment as she saw that old grin of his form in his lips, she started running towards him and jumped on him,knocking him down as she laid over him, with her head dipped in his chest. her tears running down his newly wore shirt and her knuckles bashing on the floor with all her might, Robin was screaming..."Don't ever do that! NEVER DO THAT AGAIN! I thought I was hallucinating...Where did you wonder off to?".
Sanji hugged her and leaned his head as low as he could, as he whispered to her ear "Shuush now Robin-Chwan,I don't want to see you crying..what impression would I make if I saw my Nakama after 6 years with torn clothes and a huge beard?". He slowly stood up, while still holding her in his arms, she didn't want to let go, she wanted to make sure this was really him, although all doubt was erased when she saw the rest of the Crew looking at Sanji.
That day was special, for everyone, Sanji talked about all the things he came across, his story telling certainly didn't reach the Usopp-Level, but it was enough to keep everyone amused and interested, even Zoro was somewhat happy to see him still standing, still a part of the crew, still...their Nakama.
It was 3 AM when everyone realised, no matter how big of an event this was, sleep was still necessary for them, and they all knew their sleep would be slightly better found his clothes and Hammock exactly the way he had left it, everything was intact, like not even a day had passed since he was thought dead..
Sanji couldn't sleep all night, he just thought about everything, all this happened when he was least expecting it, would they be able to return to their state of action as it was 6 years ago? No...what was he thinking...that would be impossible..they are all a little more mature now, of course nothing would be the same. All this thinking made him nervous, he got up and went to the Kitchen to get a little water...anything to help him feel better, he moved like a ninja, trying not to wake up anyone, upon reaching the kitchen, he was surprised to find Robin inside, sat down, having a cup off coffee, she would come up here every night and have a cup of coffee, the kitchen reminded her of him, somewhere in her heart she was hoping for him to by chance come to the kitchen that day.
He entered the kitchen like nothing had happened, and walked towards the Fridge, he took a bottle of wine he had hid somewhere deep inside 6 years ago, took 2 wine glasses and put them on the table, he then started talking while pouring some wine for the both of them "This is a 9 year old wine bottle, well at least it was last time I saw it, I guess now it is 15 years old, it has matured..." Robin looked at him right in the eyes and said as she was holding down the glass while Sanji was pouring wine in it.. "Like most of us have."
"True", said Sanji as he lifted his glass and grinned, "Let`s drink..for time...it can destroy more than any man or woman ever will",Robin grinned as she took a sip and made an observation "Your words sure sound more mature now, Sanji-san..." Sanji looked at her with an innocent look and said with a voice full of sarcasm "If you want to, I can be immature again, anything for your Robin-chwan, you know me, my basic belief in life still hasn't changed", as he finished his sentence, he stood up and sat next to her, only then he realized Robin was wearing nothing but a semi-interlaced see-through black night robe, being the gentleman he was he avoided looking at her directly, he said as he took a small sip from his glass "It may be cold outside, but I am feeling quite warm having you here, Robin-Chwan".
Robin would normally neglect this sort of compliment, but this time, it was like he really meant it, not just empty lovey-dovey words, this time, he was being sincere, so she decided to do something she had wanted to since the day she first boarded the first ship of the Straw-Hat pirates, Going Merry.
