If I could make it rain today
And wash away this sunny day down to the gutter
I would just to get a change of pace
Things are getting worse, but I feel a lot better
And that's all that really matters to me
-"Amy Hit The Atmosphere" Counting Crows
XxxX
Sanji 8:04 PM
It was you who did something weird this time.
Sanji was on break and finally had a chance to text Zoro over the day's events.
Zoro 8:09 PM
It was me, I admit it. At least you kicked me in the knee and not the balls. I'm very thankful for that by the way.
Zoro had literally just gotten back from the bar when he received the text. He was collapsed on the couch with his face in a pillow.
Sanji 9:10 PM
You should be, I am a testicle crushing machine.
Zoro 9:10 PM
That is horrifying.
Sanji 9:11 PM
Beware my power, mortal. Anyway, I think this is becoming a Thing. I repeat a Thing with a capital T.
Zoro 9:12 PM
It's not a thing yet. Twice is a coincidence, three times is a pattern and that's when it becomes a thing.
Sanji 9:12 PM
A Thing! Capital T! And I think given the circumstances it's safe to say we are in the territory of being a Thing.
Zoro 9:14 PM
Whatever, I'm just glad you're still human and not sea foam.
Sanji 9:14 PM
That's right, I became a human on the technicality that you are prince of the marimos.
Zoro 9:14 PM
Fuck you.
Sanji 9:15 PM
Come at me, bro
Zoro 9:15 PM
Double fuck you. For that you deserve to die.
Sanji 9:16 PM
Whatever. Fuck I'm tired. Some asshole stormed in and tried to start a fight with another customer after you guys left.
Zoro 9:17 PM
Wow, he picked the worst place to start a fight. He didn't leave in a body bag, did he?
Sanji 9:17 PM
Not quite, it took all of my power not to kick him in the jaw but I did asked him to kindly leave.
Zoro 9:17 PM
And did he?
Sanji 9:18 PM
No, of course not. I had insulted his manly pride so he had to go all alpha male on me.
Zoro 9:18 PM
I'm sure that went over well.
Sanji 9:19 PM
Patty grabbed me before I could do anything and threw him out. It totally ruined my good mood.
Zoro 9:19 PM
And why would you be in a good mood?
Sanji 9:20 PM
Hm, wouldn't you like to know. I have to go back in and help clean up. Sleep well, dear prince marimo.
Zoro 9:20 PM
Later, princess spaz-a-lot.
XxxX
May swiftly passed into June with warm temperatures and nice weather. The earth's tilt toward the sun warmed the northern hemisphere with it's nurturing and cancer causing ultraviolet rays. But people weren't really focusing on that. They were busy going to the beach and being out on the lake to escape the heat.
Contact was still maintained between Sanji and his friends, which he was incredibly grateful for. He would hate for them to totally forget about him.
On the twelfth Sanji had come up for the weekend and was staying the night over at Zoro's place. Neither of them were really sure where they stood with each other, or it staying together was a good idea but Sanji didn't want to pay for a hotel and he was willing to take a chance.
After arriving at noon it was decided that they should all go tubing on Luffy's boat. So they all went over to Nami's place to get his boat, all being Luffy, Usopp, Nami, Zoro, and Sanji. Because Nami actually owned a house with a little boat garage attached to it and because she didn't own a boat it seemed obvious that Luffy should keep the Going Merry in there instead of at a marina.
When they walked through Nami's house Sanji was struck by how cozy it felt. It was a small house but somehow it gave off the impression of feeling big. Nami had to go out and prep the boat so everyone else when upstairs to throw bread to the seagulls from her little deck.
Ten minutes later the boat was ready for action and they all wandered down to the boat house. The Going Merry was an average sized motor boat with what looked like a sheep's head mast bolted awkwardly to the front. It was kind of ridiculous but it also very much suited Luffy.
As they walked into the boat Nami pointed to the far wall which was covered in netting. "Hey, Sanji, a few years ago this place was infested with water snakes and they were literally pouring out of that wall but I didn't want to call pest control so I got these morons to help me get them out." She pointed to the others. Luffy started laughing, knowing the story she was about to tell, Zoro rolled his eyes and Usopp started to nervously sputter. "So we were all trying to get the snakes out," she continued the story with a smirk, "and Luffy grabbed one and yanked it out but let go as soon as it was out of the wall and it flew across the deck and knocked Usopp into the water," she laughed at the memory. Sanji joined her, imagining Usopp flailing back and tripping into the murky waters. He also laughed at the look of humiliation on Usopp's face as the boat was started and to back out.
As the heat of the sun hit them it felt like a physical weight. It was so hot outside. They were all obviously wearing bathing suits, although currently they were covered in other clothes. Sanji didn't really want to take his shirt off partially because he was unnecessarily insecure and because he knew he had that scar under his ribs. It was about two inches long and was a pale pinkish color. If he was lucky he would be too pale for it to be noticeable, it stood out more the tanner he got although he usually just burned. He knew that it really wasn't a big deal but he couldn't stop himself from being anxious about it.
The boat was taken out a ways from the shore. On the way out the held onto the black and blue two person tube. When they were far enough out Nami stopped the boat and pulled off her shirt. Not that it was much of a shirt, the sides were cut out anyway. It was too hot for real shirts, bikinis and cut off shirts only.
Sanji swooned as she put her hands of her hips with a determined look.
"Don't get a nose bleed, cook," Zoro warned, "we don't have the medical equipment to deal with it out here."
Sanji cast him an irritated look didn't say anything because Nami had started talking.
"Okay, boys," she said, "Whose going to go first? I say Sanji has first choice because he is the guest. Sanji when do you want to go?"
Sanji hesitated, "Uh, can I watch once? Because I don't really know how this works."
"Sure you can," Zoro said cutting Nami's response off, "if you want to leave a legacy of being a coward."
And just like that Sanji's pride could not allow him to watch. He knew that Zoro was just trying to rile him up but he couldn't help but respond involuntarily.
He was on his feet before he even realized it. "Fine, then I want to go first," he announced.
Nami rolled her eyes at them. "Alright, Zoro you are going with him so you guys can make out with each other, or punch each other in the face, or whatever."
Zoro pulled his shirt over his head and saluted. It took all of Sanji's mental strength not to gape at the massive jagged scar running across his chest. Sanji had a little babby scar compared to that. It was almost comforting.
The tube was pushed into the water as Sanji pulled his shirt off in a less show offy manner. He followed Zoro as he stepped cautiously into the flotation device and flopped onto his stomach. Once they were both on they crossed their arms as they grabbed the straps and began to slowly float away from the boat.
"Hold on tight, Sanji!" Luffy called to him as the boat started to slowly pull straight the rope.
"Yeah, cook, it would be a shame if you fell off," Zoro grinned, "if you start screaming I will push you off."
"I'm not going to scream and I'm not going to fall off," Sanji said confidently. He had a good grip.
"It might not matter because Nami's defiantly going to try to tip us."
Before Sanji could respond the tube lurched forward as the boat launched forward. The tube skimmed rockily over the smooth water behind the motor. Sanji felt a grin begin to creep over his face as the wind whipped through his hair.
Nami made a sudden turn and they were sent launching over the waves and into the air. As they landed they skimmed outside the angle of the motor on the bumpier waves. Zoro looked over at him and saw the obvious approval on his face and signaled the boat with a thumbs up, meaning speed up.
They spent a few more amazing minutes skimming over waves until Nami tried something different. She let the tube sit still as she drove the boat around it, creating huge waves.
"Uh oh," Zoro said with a massive grin on his face, "she's going to knock us off now."
Sure enough, the rope was yanked taunt and the spun sideways over a big wave completely flipping the tube upside down. The water was cold and disorienting but as soon as they breached the surface they came up laughing like idiots.
"Great, right?" Zoro laughed swimming over to him as Nami brought the boat in a arch toward them.
"Amazing!" Sanji agreed as he rubbed nose. Water had gone up it as they flipped but he could care less.
As the boat pulled up to them Luffy shouted over, "How was it?!"
"Amazing!" Sanji called back. It was astoundingly fun. They quickly got back into the boat, Sanji shivered violently from the water although it was very warm out.
Nami handed him a towel, but her eyes glanced down as the skat that only just stood out against his stunningly pale skin. "Where did you get that scar," she asked curiously, it was kind of an odd place to get a scar after all.
"Ah, in high school I got into a bad fight and the other kid pulled a knife." He really hated to lie to her but the truth filled him with shame and regret.
"What was the fight over?" asked Luffy.
"He made the mistake of thinking he could beat me up so I kicked his ass. Unfortunately, he did do this so I didn't get off completely unscathed," he responded cooly.
Zoro was surprised at how well Sanji lied to them. He somehow got the impression that this was not a conversation that Sanji wanted to be a part of so he tried to save him.
"That's nothing compared to my scar," Zoro smirked, pointing at his monster of a scar.
To Sanji's, relief the conversation turned into that of scars other than his. Eventually they decided it was time to start going out again. Everyone took turns going out. Every time Nami wanted to go so Usopp had to drive because he was the only one she trusted enough not to do something horrible to the boat.
They continued to go out until Zoro and Sanji started a fight and Sanji kicked him overboard. Then everyone jumped into the water and started swimming around, splashing each other. There was always something a bit freaky about swimming around in a lake, not knowing what's swimming under you but it was also thrilling.
When they got back on board it was decided that they should head back for dinner because it was getting late. Sanji cooked something amazing and then everyone hung out at the bar for the evening.
Sanji was introduced to Vivi. Upon meeting her Sanji decided that she was a wonderful human being deserving of only the best in life. He hoped that people didn't harass her too much but he got the feeling that under he small frame lurked the ability to handle herself if need be.
It was kind of weird to hang out in the Thousand Sunny knowing that he didn't have to work there at all. Obviously everyone was very concerned with how Zeff was doing and he was glad to tell them that he was doing alright for now. He sighed internally, he shouldn't think that way. He should say; he was glad to tell them that he was doing alright. The "for now" illustrated his general pessimism seeping casually into his frame of thought. Pleasant thoughts were what kept him going so he should not focus on the negative, no matter how hard that may be.
He'd had an amazing day so why was he feeling all that positivity drain away now that he was standing there, looking into the crowd? He hung back slightly and slowly sipped his drink.
Everyone was having a great time, although Zoro could sense Sanji's behavior was being slightly distant. When he would usually go start conversations Sanji appeared to be hanging back and waiting for people to come to him. There was also something in his expression that seemed slightly off somehow. When it became apparent that Sanji was not going to move from his present location of watching Luffy and Ussop try to steal Nami's phone out of her back pocket Zoro walked over to him. Zoro couldn't blame he for wanting to watch those two in their pathetic attempt at thievery. They were awful and it was only a matter of time before Nami beat them up for thinking they could somehow take something from her. She was not a merciful lady.
"What do you think she'll do to them?" Zoro asked as he approached.
Sanji looked up, slightly surprised at the swordsman's sudden appearance. "Probably punch them both on the top of the head, I guess. I wasn't really paying attention though."
"I figured that. I would have guessed that if you were watching you would have gone to defend Nami's phone."
"Normally I would but," he sighed, "she can take care of herself and yeah..."
"What is with you? You were fine a while ago."
"Nothing. I don't know. Change the subject, ask me something stupid to distract me."
Zoro looked confused and he blurted out the first question he could think of. "If you had to have someone's baby, whose would it be?"
Sanji gave him a very strange look. "That's the question you come up with? Seriously, what the fuck?"
"Just answer the question, asshole!"
"Fine," Sanji said crossing his arms, "I would have have George Takei's baby."
Zoro scoffed, "Oh my god, you're such a nerd. Why would you want to have George Takei's baby?"
Sanji shrugged, "I don't know, maybe I just have a thing for moderately attractive Japanese men who run around flailing swords."
"Wow, that was subtle."
"I have no idea what you are talking about," Sanji denied shaking his head. "Now you have to answer."
"Well, I don't know how I could possibly top George Takei. I can't even think of anyone whose baby I would ever think of having. Actually, I couldn't have a baby because it would mess up my training schedule. Can I just have my own baby?"
"No, you have to pick someone," Sanji said stubbornly.
"Can I just get a random sperm donor?"
"No."
"Then I don't know."
"Just say you would have my babies and we can be done with this," Sanji rolled his eyes.
"Fine, I'd have your baby but only because I couldn't think of anyone."
"Geez, way to make me feel good about myself."
"I had to deflate your ego after telling you I would have your baby in the first place, it was a matter if safety."
"Ha ha, you're hilarious," Sanji laughed sarcastically.
The evening seemed to whizz by with many laughs and a fair amount of alcohol. When they were done at Nami's the two of them went back to Zoro's. Neither of them were especially drunk, only slightly buzzed. As soon as they were inside Zoro went to fetch blankets to put on the couch for Sanji, not that he would really need it because it was far from cold in the building. As Zoro tossed the bedding onto the couch Sanji smirked half heartily at him.
"What, so I don't get to sleep with you? I promise I don't kick, I won't promise anything about the snuggling," he teased although Zoro could tell his heart wasn't really in it, he'd been like this all day. What was up with that?
Zoro gave him an unimpressed look, "What's wrong with you today? You're being really weird," he accused, fixing Sanji with a drilling stare.
Sanji's half smile fell to a quarter smile, the corner of his lips trembling slightly in an effort to retain it's place. "Nothing, nothing's wrong." He said unconvincingly.
Zoro looked at him dubiously, "Right, because that was very reassuring." Sanji's trembling smile dropped completely and his eyes slid aimlessly over the hardwood floor.
"It's not something with Zeff, is it?" Zoro asked.
Sanji looked confused for a second, "No, Zeff is fine," he assure, shaking his head, "Just stop talking about it, don't worry, nothing's wrong."
"You do realized that now I only want to know more, right?" He said moving toward the blond.
Sanji sighed in frustrating as he sat down on the couch and Zoro sat next to him. "I know," Sanji sighed quietly.
"You better just tell me so I don't have to waste my time trying to convince you any more than I already have," Zoro informed him, giving him a nudge with his elbow.
Sanji gave him a dirty look. "I've just really fucking tired, I can't sleep and when I do I end up having nightmares." He felt like his eyes were going to fall out he was so tired but every time he went to go to bed he couldn't fall asleep.
"What do you have nightmares about?"
Sanji sent him an irritated look, "Do you have to ask? What are you, my fucking therapist?"
"Just answer the fucking question, cook."
"Being taken away, like before." Sanji said unsteadily, running a hand through his hair. Not all if his dreams were of being kidnapped but they all bridged off of that traumatic point in his life.
Zoro narrowed his eyes, "I thought you didn't remember what it was like being kidnapped."
Sanji smiled bitterly, he always did feel slightly guilty about lying, "That's not exactly true, I do remember some things." He leaned back and lifted his hand to rub at his neck but Zoro grabbed his arm and pulled it away.
"What do you remember?" asked Zoro evenly, slightly worried about what he might hear. There could be nothing good beyond this point, especially if Sanji had been keeping it back.
The chef gave him a wobbly smile, "I don't want to tell you," he laughed nervously, "but then again, why the fuck not? I'm still kind of drunk and I'm in the mood to make a bad choice, the me of the future can deal with the repercussions. You want to know what I remember? Fine, if you really want to know." He let out a shaky breath, the rims of his eyes were red and he seemed slightly unstable. More unstable than usual that is. "I remember I was asleep on the bed in the hotel room."
All alone, he had been told by Zeff to go back to the hotel room after he had gotten nose blood all over the font of his nice shirt, the event was nearly over anyway. They were catering for some important family that Sanji could no longer remember, it had been a fancy wedding and there were a lot of people. The day seemed like more of a blur now. The hotel wasn't a long walk from where the wedding took place so he walked back on his own. Sanji had changed into his pajamas and tried to sleep, this was not easy because a migraine had been building up inside his head all evening. Eventually, he slipped off into a shallow sleep.
"I woke up and everything was really bright and I saw people around me."
His eyes snapped open to a blindingly white light directly overhead. His eyes burned and his head felt like it was going to split open.
He tried to blink away the brightness but it would not fade away, he was alarmed to see figures standing around the bed looking down at him. He couldn't see very well but although they were short they seemed to be towering over him from his horizontal position. He tried to sit up or ask was was going on but he was paralyzed, completely frozen in place.
"One of them injected me with something and when I woke up I was strapped in a chair and they were cutting me open." He clenched his head like he was in pain. Before he had passed out he felt the illusion of floating out of his body, which at the time made him somehow even more frightened.
A bright white room that looked a bit like a dentists office. He was strapped to a cold metal chair, laying on his back and unable to move even his head. He stayed in the room for an hour, quietly panicking and trying in vain to escape before the door slid open and the pain began.
Bright lights, shadowy figures, and painful experiences, thought Zoro, that sounded suspiciously like...
"So in short," Sanji his eyes glassy and filled with self loathing, "I remember being abducted by short gray creatures that cut me open and poked around inside me. Sounds like your typical alien abduction case," he said miserably, "I've tried rationalizing in every fucking way I can. There is no way it ever actually could have happened but it seemed so real and I can't remember anything else. It's- it's so fucking-" he choked on his words, "Nothing makes sense and I'm stressed out and tired, my head feels like it's going to split open, and now you know the extent of my fucking insanity." He buried his head in his hands.
The figures who adducted him were short and grayish in color. Their limbs were slender and their heads were large with small mouths and glassy black eyes. They looked like a black and white version of a cliché alien. Even at the time his brain had rejected the idea. It was completely beyond the realm of possibility in any sense. Even when they were cutting him open and poking around at his insides he couldn't believe it and after he was back home he could believe it even less because there were absolutely no scars to back up this absurd idea.
No one would ever believe him, not even himself. It was just too much.
Zoro was reeling. Aliens. Fucking aliens. Why? How? Zoro felt that sickly shocked feeling of being completely and utterly stunned. What the actual fuck? He didn't even know how to begun to process this bit of shitty information. His first instinct was to say 'nope' and walk right out the door, but this was Sanji and he was inside his own apartment. What could he do?
He searched Sanji's face for any sign that he was joking because this must be a joke, right? No, Sanji's face held a deep grimace and he refused to raise his eyes above the floor level. An uncomfortable pity started to creep up into his body. The sort of feeling one gets when seeing someone walk by muttering to them self madly. Unable to find the words he reached out a hand to Sanji's shoulder. He wasn't quite sure what the contact would accomplish but he had observed it in people comforting one another. Sanji leaned into the touch and slouched sideways until their shoulders were touching. It was like all the energy had drain from his body. All the pressure if keeping this information locked away was suddenly released leaving him exhausted, more so than before.
"I just want to sleep." He said quietly, "My head won't stop." Around and around it went, never stopping, never faltering, nearly driving him over the edge of sanity.
Zoro was quiet for a few minutes after that while Sanji leaned against him his hand still clenched in Zoro's grip.
"You really think you were abducted by aliens?" Zoro finally asked, the fact that he was actually in a situation where he had to seriously ask this question boggled his mind.
Sanji let out a sad little laugh, "I wouldn't say I believe it but it's what I remember, and this is why the second half of high school sucked for me. I was stupid enough to blab about it to the police when they took me in to ask questions." And why he had to go through such extensive therapy. What was worse was that it wasn't the first time he had claimed to be abducted by aliens. When he had appeared out of nowhere at age five he had said that he was taken up by aliens but that's all he had said and he remembered absolutely nothing else.
"Really though? Aliens, for real?" Zoro emphasized in a 'no fucking way' kind of way.
"Unfortunately. I don't know what really could have happened but this felt real. I can siill feel the implants under my skin," he said, his stomach threatening to roll at the mention of them. Half because he could feel them right against his skin and half because saying it out loud made him feel like a lunatic.
"Implants?" Zoro asked weakly, this was getting to be too much.
"Yeah, I can feel them under my skin but nothing shows up under scans and I couldn't physically pull them out so I guess it's just in my head like everything else. But it feels like I have one here." He sat up and pressed a finger to the small scar on the left side of his face. "Here." He placed a hand on the back if his scarred neck, "And here." He lifted his shirt and pointed to the scar under his rib cage. "This one you can feel," he said taking Zoro's hand, guiding it to the scar and pressing it hard against the soft skin of his stomach.
Zoro could in fact feel something weird as his fingers were pressed against the skin, he was pretty sure that it wasn't an alien implant, because holy fuck that would be crazy, but there was something.
"Feel it?" Asked Sanji, looking up at his face for a sign of... Something. Zoro only nodded in return and his hand was released. His expression was blank.
Sanji looked toward the door anxiously. "Yeah, so you can kick me out now, if you want. I'll just go drive my car into a lake or something, don't worry about it." He stood up to go but Zoro grabbed his hand and pulled him back down.
"You aren't going anywhere." Zoro stated, "Don't get me wrong, what you're saying is fucking insane but at least you are sane enough to know that you sound insane. Just because you're a little fucked up doesn't mean I'm going to kick you out of here, I've put in too much time on you to throw it all away like that. So go get ready for bed, dumbass, you can have my bed. You look like a fucking zombie."
Sanji looked shocked for a second. Before when he told people they would give him a painfully fake smile as they nodded to what he was saying and then avoided him in favor of talking behind his back. He felt a certain relief that Zoro hadn't done that.
A smile broke out over his face. "You're such a good fucking person," Sanji said, fixing Zoro with a look that would stop the heart of any normal person. Zoro, being a super human, only felt his heart skip a beat or two.
Sanji felt an overwhelming impulse to hug the green haired man, but because this was Zoro and he never seemed to appreciate people touching him he refrained from doing so. This had gone so much better than he could have anticipated.
"Okay," Sanji said after a moment of retaining his inner emotions, "I'm exhausted so we should defiantly go to bed now."
Zoro nodded, examining Sanji's face carefully. "You can have my bed," he said again. Sanji looked like he needed a comfortable sleep way more than Zoro did and he really didn't mind where he slept anyway.
Sanji smiled but shook his head. "I can't take your bed aways from you. I'm you're guest and so I should sleep on the couch."
"Well, you also look like you haven't slept in a million years and you need it more than I do," he pointed out.
Sanji clenched his jaw. "I'll be fine, I don't want to impose on you. Quite frankly I've already done enough damage for one night."
"You will sleep in my bed of your own free will, or I was make you sleep in my bed."
"That's a stupid threat."
"But I will follow through on it so you can go fuck yourself."
Sanji deflated against the couch, staring with mixed emotions at Zoro's determined face.
After a meaningful pause, Sanji stood and grabbed his toothbrush, taking his things into the bathroom. Zoro leaned back and rubbed a hand over his face. Why were all of his friends crazy? Why did Sanji turn out to be the craziest? He didn't have an answer to that.
Sanji soon exited the bathroom in a change of clothes and Zoro stood up to go brush his teeth as well. As they passed one another Sanji stopped him by pressing a hand to the center of his chest. Very confused Zoro looked up at him to figure out why the fuck he had been stopped when he noticed that Sanji's face was very close to his. Oh. That's why. Okay.
Sanji leaned in and closed the distance between them. This kiss was different than the others because both of them knew what was coming and could react accordingly. Their lips moved slowly together. Zoro placed his hands on Sanji's waist and pulled them together whilst Sanji clenched the front of his shirt. They remained that way for a few minutes. Making out in the middle of the living room until Sanji broke it off.
"Three times, moss head," the blond taunted, "It's a pattern, this is now officially a Thing."
Zoro sighed contently though his nose, "Yeah, I guess you're right."
Sanji snirked, "I'm always right. Now go brush your teeth, you're infecting my mouth with germs."
"Not anymore." Zoro pointed out.
"Shut up and do it, I want to go to bed before my eyes start bleeding." He already felt that he couldn't keep his eyes open.
"Then go to bed."
"Come with me," Sanji said giving his best sexy face.
Zoro pinched his cheek and pulled it, "Stop making that face and go to bed, you look like an idiot."
Sanji jerked his face back and rubbed his cheek, glaring. "I'm serious, I feel bad for making you sleep on the couch. I should be the one doing that."
"It's fine, just go," Zoro pushed his shoulders slightly toward the bedroom.
Sanji's visible eye narrowed, "Don't make me fight you for this, marimo. I won't be responsible for what happens."
Zoro rolled his eyes. What did he care anyway? "Fine, if you insist but my bed isn't very big."
"We'll fit," Sanji promised, kicking Zoro in the shin and walking into the bedroom. What a piece of work.
Zoro brushed his teeth quickly and trotted off to bed. Sanji was laying on his back, squinting at something on his phone. He didn't looks up as Zoro got in, merely shut off his phone and threw it on top of his stuff. A potentially risky move but worth it because he didn't have to get up.
With the light switched off and both of them in bed Sanji whispered a soft, "Night, marimo." To which Zoro responded by pinching his arm hard enough to bruise, staring off a battle of pinching each other until Sanji gave up and collapsed with his face in his pillow. It smelled like Zoro. With that in mind he started to drift off.
"Night, cook."
XxxX
A/N: *hysterical laughter* what am I even doing? there are so many things I want to say but can't because spoilers XD
Anyone ever been tubing? It's amazing. You should probably wear a life vest though.
I liked my George Takei tie in. That guy rocks, but after that I couldn't think of anyone for Zoro. Which celebrity's baby would Zoro have? I don't know.
Thanks.
