Sanji had his head buried in his arms at his seat at the end of the kitchen table. It'd only been maybe ten minutes since everyone found out but already the tables had turned. The Fortune Teller left, having played what she believed to be her part in the reveal and went back to the village for whatever personal reasons. That left the crew to stay in the kitchen and talk about their latest big news, Sanji's pregnancy.
Honestly, it was nice to know the crew wasn't going to abandon him about this, but now it was down right humiliating. They just kept talking about it and it embarrassed him so much. It also wasn't really working in his favor. It just seemed like they were all backing up Chopper and the precautions he wanted in place. Sanji dared to glance up from his arms and scowl at the swordsman napping against the wall. This was his problem too! Why wasn't he in the center of attention here?!
"Alright so we only have a few months until this baby is actually here." Nami reminded everyone. She had brought in some papers she planned to write on. "We've got to get ready.. We're going to need a crib, clothes, toys... Ah where are we even going to keep this um.. baby?"
Sanji frowned staring at the beautiful navigator. How she hesitated to say the word baby. Well, in a way until they actually got used to it he supposed it would be like that. At least they weren't calling it peanut.
Franky scratched at his head. He had gone and fetched a blueprint of the Sunny he had and was looking down at it. "There's some extra space in the hull over here, I may be able to extend into it and create a room for them." He paused though, replacing his focused expression with a grin and looking up at them. "Nah I totally can. It's gonna be Super." He shot his grin towards Sanji who just narrowed his eyes.
Robin was reading a book, totally not phased by the newest announcement. She paused at her spot, marking it with her finger before turning her head towards Nami. She was trying her hardest to tune out the chimes of 'We're going to be uncles!' from the captain and sharpshooter.
"Clothes and toys can be picked up along the way. We'll need bottles and diapers..."
Ussop turned away from his chanting to look over. "I'm not changing any diapers!"
Sanji glared at him, raising his head. "No one asked you to you moron! And shut up! You aren't going to be uncles!" A flustered cook growled. It only made Luffy laugh at him more and the rest of the crew ignored his moodiness.
"Come on Sanji! This is going to be fun!" Luffy reassured, walking back over to the cook and patting his back. "We're going to have a baby!"
Sanji couldn't help but keep scowling, mostly at the way he'd loosely said 'we're'. They weren't having anything, neither was that damn swordsman, it was he who was going through this! He rubbed at his temple, opting to just nod and agree with Luffy rather than to argue about it. That's when the noise from Chopper dropping his notebook caught everyone's attention. He was standing up on his seat.
"Now that everyone knows about Sanji's condition, I'd like to suggest some rules. I know we need to start getting ready for the baby but its very important Sanji be careful too!" He said softly, almost nervously. Maybe at the way Sanji's eyebrow was twitching at him, cursing him more silently about being a traitor.
None of the rest of the crew seemed to have complaints about that though. They wanted this to be a healthy pregnancy for Sanji and the baby. They nodded.
"First... I don't think Sanji should be wearing any more of his restricting clothes. I know you just wanted to keep it hidden Sanji but its really important for babies development-"
"Done." Answered Nami for him. Sanji looked at her pleadingly but she shot him down with just one gaze. "Robin and I will go through and find what we can for Sanji to wear."
Chopper smiled at her. He just knew Nami would help out with his cause!
"Next It's not safe for Sanji to be sleeping in the hammocks anymore. He could fall out at any moment and-"
"Don't worry about it Chopper bro, I've already planned it out." Assured Franky with a thumbs up. Chopper giggled.
Ussop sat back down with the group and scratched his head absentmindedly. "If we're worried about him falling he probably shouldn't be allowed in up the ladder to the crow's nest too right?" He mentioned. He might have instantly regretted it though at the morbid cook's eye. Though no one else in the crew protested.
Sanji gritted his teeth. What was this? The rules against Sanji committee? He glared over at Zoro again. That damn bastard was totally faking it. Before he might've been resting, but he knew, just knew he wasn't now. The Marimo was closing his eyes and listening, his mouth occasionally twitching upward in possible agreement. Sanji wanted to just kick his ass so bad-
"Oh! And no fighting!"
Sanji froze, turning back over to Chopper. Dammit! It was like the little guy had been reading his mind! Brook however sternly nodded.
"Yes, I agree Chopper-san. Sanji-san was already having a much difficult time going up the mountain and facing the marines."
Chopper frowned and sat in his seat. "Yeah he shouldn't have done that. It's very important that Sanji rest a lot and take it easy. No heavy lifting, No really hot baths or anything like that that could be stressful to him and the baby."
Sanji continued to massage his temple. Really they should just be making a list of what he can do. Nami seemed to be parroting what he was doing, rubbing at her head while she looked down at the list she had made.
"Alright so he needs to rest a lot." She hummed in thought. "Then I think we should go ahead and take away making snacks definitely, so in between the three meals he can rest while he still can."
Sanji dropped his hand. "Ah, But Nami-swan the snack making really isn't-"
Robin chimed in to stop him. "Sanji, we can handle our own snacks." She assured with a smile then looked at Nami's list. "Perhaps just in case, we take away his nightly watch duties. We are trying to give him rest here."
Sanji's fingers pulled at his eyes. What was this now!? The beyond normal special treatment!? Zoro was grinning at his misfortunes, though getting out of watch wasn't really one. The Marimo's eyes were open and he was watching. Sanji flipped him off. Nami watched the whole gesture.
"You're right Robin and then Zoro should have to help him in the kitchen." She smiled sweetly at the irritated expression that painted the Marimo's face at that suggestion. "Since, he is the father and he should be helping out the mother of his child too, don't you think?"
Robin chuckled, enjoying that view just as much. "Yes, I wholeheartedly agree."
Sanji would've been satisfied at the swordsman's expense, except for the fact it meant he'd be stuck with him more. He groaned slightly, looking away from the swordsman's annoyed expression. He didn't need to see what he already was feeling. He was about to say something, tell them they were all over reacting and that the ladies needn't worry about him, when a shout from outside caught their attention. They recognized the voice as that of the Fortune Teller. She was back? Now what did she have to tell them?
The crew moved out of the kitchen, all with mixed expressions about her calling them out. Sanji looked pretty pale still, trying to stand towards the back, already feeling considerably exposed. Zoro stood by him though, their shoulders brushing. They watched as Luffy jumped down in front of the woman, Nami and Robin close behind.
"Straw Hats." The fortune teller began, her breathing a little strained. "You must leave as soon as possible."
Nami titled her head, lifting up her hand to gesture to her poses. "But the log pose hasn't set yet, we can't. What's the rush?"
The fortune teller pursed her lips, looking past them all at the village. "The Marines have gathered and will strike again. They know that you are here and will try and stop you as well."
Luffy didn't look to phased, Robin crossed her arms in front of her chest and shifted her weight from one foot to the other.
"If they come again, aren't you all in danger? Your Poneglpyh?"
The fortune teller smiled then, something they weren't expecting and nodded. "Our poneglyph will be destroyed, but I see that, that is the best outcome. So long as you were able to read it, the fates tell me we've played our part. Now please."
She looked down at her waist, moving her skirt to reveal a small pouch. She fetched something from inside it and took Nami's hand, sliding it inside. Nami looked down at unsure at first, but realized instantly what it was.
"You can use this log pose. It will lead you where you need to go now."
Nami graciously took it, but still seemed confused about something. "If you knew all of this and had this, why didn't you just give it to us in the beginning?" She reasoned.
The fortune teller let out a dry laugh, her gaze traveling to the cook, which the crew followed intently. It flustered Sanji and he slid a bit behind the swordsman, glaring at the male portion of the crew.
"The hell are you guys staring at!?" He barked, cheeks burning. Zoro laughed beside him.
"There were things that needed to be said." The fortune teller smiled and then began backing up towards the edge of the ship. "Please take care of yourselves," she gave another quick glance in Sanji and Zoro's directions. "And thank you Straw Hat crew." And with that she unboarded the Sunny.
Ussop and Chopper glanced at one another, hanging off the second floor railing.
"So, are we going?" The sharpshooter asked. Chopper nodded.
"Yeah she was right about everything else!"
Nami stared down at the log pose. They didn't even know where this went but the woman had a point. The Navy could possibly still be on the island and reforming. They had had a few days of peace but it was about time that they moved on. She tightened her grip on it and then looked back at the crew and Luffy.
"Ready Luffy?"
Luffy stared at the village a moment then back a Nami. His grin slowly formed on his face.
"Let's GO!"
That's all anyone really needed to hear to know to get into positions to prepare leaving port. Everyone began moving to do their jobs, including a certain cook, who was stopped instantly by a reindeer pulling at his pant leg.
"No Sanji! You can't over exert yourself!" He pleaded.
Sanji scowled down at the deer. He blamed him just as much as Zoro for having to go through such a humiliating table meeting. With a twitching hand that he had to keep back from strangling the plush creature, he patted Chopper's hat.
"Chopper.." He hissed through his teeth. "I think this is fine if I'm just-"
"Sanji! Get in the kitchen!"
"Yes.. Yes Nami-swan."
Robin kept looking at the village though as they began drifting back off into the sea. Her eyes were narrow and set on the mountains where she'd seen the poneglpyh. She knew its secrets now, yes, but something about what the Fortune Teller had said confused her. She had said that it was fine so long as Robin knew the information. The archeologist couldn't help but wonder if it was foreshadowing something much greater in her future that the teller had not expressed.
She turned her chin, glancing at a Sanji who was hanging his head while being scolded by the doctor and navigator to go inside for now. The teller had also made a clear gesture to stare at Sanji when asking them to take care. Was Robin thinking to much about this or had that been foreshadowing as well? Would Sanji be in danger? She opted not to think to much into these things, it was quite possible still that the fortune teller was a fraud and the village was simply running out of meat stock to suit their captains tastes and therefore wanted them to leave.
Only a few days since their last departure and from finding out Sanji's secret and the cook was going to go mad. He knew of course that everyone had good intentions, sure they did, didn't mean he liked them though. After seeing he'd try to get out of every rule he could, the doctor and sharpshooter got to work in Ussop's workshop.
They made a nice lovely chart to be displayed in the kitchen. At the top of it was a badly drawn Sanji, though Zoro said it looked just like him, with the hand painted words 'Sanji's do's and don't's'. Under the don't, were words written large and in red.
"Don't lift heavy things, Don't wear tight clothes, Don't make snacks, Don't smoke, Don't fight, Don't drink, Don't take hot baths, Don't stay up." Sanji gritted his teeth.
He'd heard these all once before, but now they had to make a sign to hang up in his kitchen as a constant reminder!? They were proud of it too, since both Chopper and Ussop had signed their names on the bottom, right next to the very tiny section of do's. It only listed Rest but someone had gone and scribbled another rule of 'meat' under that catergory. It didn't take much to guess whom.
"Luffy! That doesn't even make sense!" Whined Ussop, a little bitter his creation had been altered. "Do meat?"
Luffy just shook his head, saying something about how Sanji's meat was the best that the cook just couldn't be proud of right now. He was wiping down his counter, catching glances at his exposed bump that was now evident to everyone. It still wasn't that large yet, but still regretfully bigger than it had been a week or so ago. A curve off his thin frame.
And since he was no longer allowed to wear his vests, it was becoming more evident how soon his tailored suits weren't going to hold out. That alone made the blonde a little bitter. He could only imagine what kind of plus sized clothing the crew could find for him, as they were all excited to reach the next island and shop for him and baby.
Ussop and Luffy had been talking still though without him realizing it, surprising Sanji when he glanced up to find them staring at him while sitting at the counter. He was a little embarrassed to have been lost in his thoughts, but stared at them blankly, a signal for them to repeat their question.
"Can you feel it yet?" Ussop asked curiously. His eyes moved to the bump, Luffy's gaze soon followed. "Does it have your kicks?"
Sanji scowled, moving his hand with the towel across his front to try and conceal it. "No I can't feel it yet." He said lowly, trying to be open about this. "And it better have my kicks." He was sure to add, not even wanting to think of the baby getting one of the Marimo's distinguishing traits.
Luffy tilted his head to the side. "Ne, Sanji, is it a boy or a girl?"
That made Sanji pause for a moment. Crap, he'd forgotten that babies eventually had genders. Fuck. He half shrugged, a little heat on his cheeks. He wasn't sure when they figured that kind of stuff out. Hell he wasn't even sure he wanted to know, the nervousness already creeping up his back.
"The hell, don't be asking me that stuff. Take it up with Chopper, he knows all that stuff."
Ussop raised an eyebrow. "You don't know? But it's your baby. I mean.. what if it was twins and you didn't even know?"
Sanji glared and reached out, grabbing the sharpshooter by the collar of his shirt.
"ITS NOT TWINS." He snapped, ignoring the fit of laughter Luffy was having.
He only dropped Ussop though when the kitchen door opened and in walked in the handy dandy annoying swordsman. He sighed, still wearing his intense glare when he looked over at him. He lifted his chin slightly in greeting to him.
"And what do you need shit head?" He scoffed.
Zoro looked over at him amused. He did love seeing an annoyed cook and couldn't help but grin at his expense. Although Sanji felt it an absolute hell that everyone knew about their little secret and was being bossed around, Zoro was feeling the opposite. He felt really proud with everyone knowing he was having a baby with the cook and excited by their involvement. He was branded a traitor instantly for agreeing with the cook's new do and don't's chart, however.
"Nothing." He mused in response. "Just thought you'd want to know something."
Sanji's eyes widened a little bit before narrowing suspiciously. What was the swordsman getting at? That he knew something he didn't? He was the main attraction here lately, there was little he didn't know or that didn't revolve around him. He watched as Zoro approached the counter as well, ignoring the sharpshooter and captain. He rested his arms on it and leaned over towards Sanji, who was resisting the urge to beat him for getting his germs on his cleaned counter.
"Marimo I already know your IQ's lower than dirt. Now what is it?" Sanji interrogated.
Zoro's grin faded a bit at the insult, but all he needed to do was glance at Sanji's lower front to know he already had the trump card to hold against the cook. The Cook flushed realizing this, hissing and leaning against the counter to hide his tummy. Zoro instead brought a hand to his chin, fingers tapping on his cheek.
"Give me a kiss first, Cook." He teased, feeding off the blonde's embarrassment and the laughing support of their crew mates.
Sanji was livid, wanting to kick the assholes teeth in. Another annoying habit the swordsman had established after Sanji's quick save with the fortune teller, which eventually became worthless with the crew finding out their real secret, unintentionally gave the green light for Zoro to act openly affectionate.
"You wanna die Marimo?" was all that ghosted its way from Sanji's lips as he gave Zoro a malicious stare.
Zoro chuckled some more, standing back up from the counter.
"Calm your shit, just wanted to tell you the girls are going through your crap."
Author's note: ;u; Now for a few chapters we are back to fun random crew life for the prego Sanji, at least until they reach the next island. Oh Sanji ~ Try not to loose your mind :'D . Hope you enjoyed ! xoxo
