Not Suitable For Children or Luffy, rated T (language)
"I swear, I'm gonna kill him."
Chopper looked up from swabbing the angry red burns on the swordsman's abdomen. "Usopp didn't mean to set you on fire. It was an accident."
"Accident my ass." More like mentally challenged. Why else would you make an explosive device and let Luffy light it, of all people? The damned thing landed right on his stomach and burst into an impressive display of pyrotechnic delight. While he was sleeping. He was fucking lucky that he had good reflexes and that his haramaki gave him an extra layer of protection or he might really have been in trouble.
Sanji held up said haramaki and peered at Zoro through the scorched holes. "Look on the bright side, Marimo. You'll finally have to replace this ratty thing."
"Fuck you."
The cook snorted. "Not today, shithead."
The galley door burst open to admit Luffy, who bounded in with something cradled in his hands. "Hey guys! Look what Usopp gave me this time!"
"I did not give it to him! He stole it!"
Chopper took one look at the captain before he ran screaming from the room, closely followed by an airborne Luffy as Sanji punted him -and the fireworks- right back out the open door.
"I swear, my life almost flashed before my eyes..." Zoro muttered, throwing an arm over his face.
"Hmph." The blonde chucked the burnt haramaki at Zoro before stalking out of the galley. "At least you didn't miss anything interesting."
The cook was damn lucky Zoro didn't feel like incurring Chopper's wrath. Or getting up off the floor, for that matter.
Stupid fucking fireworks.
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