V: Bad news... my computer ate the story I planned to post today... two weeks of work down the drain my friends... ;.;. So the full length story is on standby for now... sorry.
The Dangers of Snacking
"Ussop... Ussop... Ussop... Heeey Ussop... Ussop."
It was amazing how long five minutes could be.
"Ussop... Ussop... Ussop..."
Ussop was bent over his latest invention, trying very hard to ignore Luffy's broken record routine, and the finger poking the back of his head.
"Ussop... Ussop..."
It was not working.
"Hey... Ussop..."
"For the love of Merry! What?!?!" Ussop finally caved, screaming so loud that Luffy rolled back few feet.
Luffy blinked, as if confused by Ussop's reaction. But it soon passed. "Will you see if Sanji will make snacks?" he asked, the usual grin now plastered to his face.
"No, go ask him yourself." Grumbled Ussop, turning back to his work.
"I did... He said no... then he kicked me... It hurt." As if to prove this Luffy undid his vest to show the sniper the foot shaped bruise that now decorated his torso.
"So what makes you think he'll say yes if I ask him?"
Luffy gave the question a second of serious thought. "I don't know..."
Ussop palmed his face. "I'm not gonna ask him Luffy." Feeling that the matter was settled, he went back to work.
Luffy did not get the message. "Ussop... Ussop... Ussop..."
"Fine I'll ask him! Anything to make you stop doing that!"
Luffy just smiled as the sniper stormed out the door. Still tensed Ussop entered the kitchen with a bang, severely startling the blonde currently preparing dinner. "Luffy wants a snack. He wont leave me alone, so make the damn snack already!"
The look Sanji gave could have melted plastic. "What did you just say to me long-nose?"
Ussop wilted under the icy glare and attempted to blend into the kitchen walls. "I uh-" Ussop gulped, the cook now glaring inches from his face. "T -that is to say that I um- humbly- ask that you-"A particularly large wave struck the Merry Go at that instant, sending a shivering sniper and a seething cook to the floor.
They both blinked. Ussop was now hovering over a highly confused blonde, realization that their lip were touching slowly dawning on them both.
"Hey, kuso- cook. You got any more of that-" Zoro stopped mid sentence at the sight before him. The swordsman's eyes spontaneously combusted as he pulled the stuttering sniper off the cook, and proceeded to break the liar's nose three different ways. Sanji, meanwhile, hovered over the sink, a hand clamped to his mouth in an effort to keep from vomiting.
V: Ussop is a good anger outlet... still doesn't bring the story back though...
