A/N: Ok- so it took me a while to update. Sorry… I was able to find time and type instead of reading a huge book for a class… Bad Kate! ^_^;
I'll just have to stay up a little later- no biggie.
Thanks to all the reviewers for the comments- I'm glad there's a few people who are interested in the story. I was surprised to find my two fav One Piece authors actually reviewed OMGWTF!!!1 I am not worthy! Thanks 'Rachel the Demon' & 'Shiru-chan.' People definitely need to read their fics- possibly the best fan fiction I've seen!
Anyway- In this chapter Nami won't be there much, but she's still around. She kind of has to be- it's a small boat… It's mainly my attempt at comedy between the 'Three Male Pirates and a Baby.'
So wait for the S/N stuff to come up in the future chapters!
And without further ado- On with the show!
(oh and to cover my butt- there are a few swear words in here- nothing bad, just thought you'd like to be warned for the small Sanji/Zoro battle of words happening a little later…)
PS: I don't own it… I wish I did, because Sanji and Zoro would be mine! *drools* Arrrr Bishie Pirates! ^_^; (it's the fan girl in me, I couldn't help it)
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"He's WHAT?" the crew screamed after Usopp told them what the letter had implied. The severity of the shock caused Zoro, Luffy and Nami to freeze in shock. The silence they created was almost deafening to the usually rowdy troop.
"Well that's what is says…" Usopp added scratching his chin as he pointed to the letter that was quickly crumpled and stashed into Sanji's pants pockets.
"We don't know that for sure…" Sanji quickly added, trying to get the topic of conversation changed. Sanji could not look at the crew, he especially did not want to see Nami's face right now, but somehow his gaze found it's way to her. Thankfully she was not looking at him. Her emotions once again were masked; she did it so well that the crew had gotten use to her not opening up to anyone but Luffy occasionally.
"Ano… Sanji… He has your eyes." Luffy smiled as he pointed to the baby cradled in Nami's arms.
"You really are a love cook." Usopp stated with a sly smile. It had finally dawned on him what Sanji becoming a parent had entailed.
"But…" Sanji tried to get in a word before anyone else got the wrong ideas, however Nami's voice cut him off.
"Sanji-kun," she started out quietly, never making eye contact with the blonde chef. "I have to go and make those course calculations right now… here." She said as she gently handed the baby back to the child's newly announced father. With that Nami did something that was very rare, she quietly excused herself from the group and returned below deck to her room.
"What's wrong with Nami?" Luffy asked a little confused at his friend's hasty and unusual departure.
"Nami-san." Sanji muttered wanting to go after her and straightening things out. He moved to follow her until Usopp stopped in front of him and smiled a large grin.
"You never told us about this girl." The long nosed man said as he nudged Sanji with his elbow. The elbow to the stomach broke the cook's dwindling determination to follow the usually mean when maddened navigator.
"What?"
"That woman? You've got the worst taste in women…" Zoro said shaking his head thinking about the woman from the docks. He once again returned to the group since the baby had stopped its screams. "Not only are you after her," he motioned towards where Nami had gone and continued, "but that old bat from the port too?"
"Wait… No! I…" Sanji stammered. "It's not like that really…"
"Sure. I suppose the baby just appeared by stork then?" Zoro suggested enjoying the chance to annoy the cook further.
"But if you didn't then… how?" Usopp began scratching his head trying to figure things out.
"The last thing I remember of her was one night… that's the only time anything COULD have happened." Sanji began. "It was back at the restaurant. She arrived with a group of ten beautiful women. They ended up staying the night and we drank a lot… but I don't remember becoming a father or anything that could create this current problem."
"I didn't know you had it in you." Zoro smiled almost looking proud of the blonde man. 'Maybe I had him figured all wrong. I had just assumed he was a non-experienced woman whipped homemaker' Zoro thought to himself.
"Does that mean I'm an uncle?" Luffy spoke up interrupting the conversation. The man in the straw hat continued to stare still somewhat intrigued by the child in Sanji's arms.
"No! I mean, yes, but… I'm so confused!" Sanji sighed looking depressed.
"Can I be his uncle?"
"Do whatever you want." Sanji continued to sigh. This day had looked so promising, and now look what had happened. 'WHY?' Was all Sanji could ask himself.
"Ok, but I'm hungry… when's lunch?" The captain asked totally changing back to a topic that he loved the most, aside from meat, that is.
'If I'm going to cook… who will keep watch over the kid?' Sanji wondered, seeing that the three men standing around him were now waiting for an answer to the question about lunch.
Looking over at Usopp Sanji cringed. 'NO! Definitely a No…' was the conclusion that he came too since the loud mouthed man was never good with responsibility. 'The poor kid would be traumatized for life if I let Usopp take care of him…'
Moving on to the next figure Sanji came to look upon Zoro. The green haired swordsman noticed Sanji's thinking gaze. To that the cook received a glare that told him very clearly that the three-sword fighter was NO One's babysitter.
'He wouldn't be good with children anyway,' Sanji thought about it a different way. 'But that leaves me with… Oh my God NO!' Sanji screamed to himself. The image of Luffy doing something incredibly stupid caused Sanji to think that Zoro would make a better babysitter.
It did not take long for Sanji to retreat into his kitchen, with the baby in tow. Putting the slumbering child into the basket he had carried with, Sanji went about the task of preparing lunch as usual.
It took longer for lunch to be prepared than usual. A grumbling Zoro, Usopp and Luffy had
congressed near the kitchen's door waiting for the usual signal that their food was ready.
The three sets of ears diligently trained themselves on the noise from the kitchen. Eagerly they awaited the sound of Sanji's voice calling "Lunch is served."
However instead of the usual sounds of dishes being set out on the table, or the sizzle of stir-fry, today there were many new, unusual sounds heard from behind the closed doors. Accompanied by the baby's intermittent wails and screams the near frantic scurrying of feet and pans from with in caused worry for those outside.
The three cringed, as they smelt burning food and the clatter of dishes and pots on the stove. Not wanting to be yelled at by a now obviously furious Sanji, they all quietly slinked away. Not even a hungry stomach was worth the pain that Sanji could inflict when provoked.
"Should we go help him maybe?" Usopp asked after another half hour passed by as the three stood near the bow of the ship.
"I'm not a babysitter." Zoro repeated himself as he sat and continued to clean his swords with a white piece of cloth. "And I don't cook." He added.
"You also don't get along with others well either…" Usopp mumbled to himself a little too loudly. The exaggerating storyteller quickly silenced further comments when a harsh look from the green haired man caught his eye. Trying to keep the loud gulp quiet, Usopp turned and returned to his experimenting.
An exhausted Sanji staggered forth from the kitchen holding the sleeping boy in his arms.
"About time!" Came two out of the three's voices as they got up and ran to the kitchen.
As the three hungry men entered the cabin expecting another delicious meal like usual, they were shocked and stunned to see what was sitting on the table.
For the first time what they saw was not any four star, first class culinary masterpiece set out before them on the wooden table.
"What are those?" Zoro asked grimly looking at the food before him.
"They're peanut butter and jelly sandwiches… I cut them diagonally." Sanji said as he stood there facing Zoro's angry face with his own cool expression.
"You expect us to eat these?" Zoro continued as he picked up a piece of sandwich.
"Why not?" Sanji asked shifting the baby in his arms to rest on his shoulder.
"YUM! Strawberry!" Usopp yelled as he and Luffy sat down.
"THANKS FOR THE FOOD!" They both yelled as they began to consume the two large mounds of PB&J sliced diagonally on white bread.
"I hate strawberry…" Zoro grumbled as he threw down the sandwich and crossed his arms over his chest almost like a pouting child.
"Delicious!" Luffy cried after chewing the mass he had put in his mouth. "But don't you have any meat?"
"I'm not eating those." Zoro yelled angrily at the lack of food.
Sanji shifted his weight and supported the baby's neck with one arm while he walked over to the fridge and opened it with the other.
After a few seconds of scrounging around, the cook pulled out a slab of cold meat. Walking totally composed and almost emotionless like usual, Sanji took a sandwich from the pile before Luffy and placed the meat in between the two pieces of bread. He then handed it to the smiling captain, who never hesitated and threw the new creation into his mouth.
"Whooaa Delicious!"
"I said I'm not eating those!" Zoro restated the fact of his disappointment in the food selection. This time his voice was enough to startle the lightly sleeping baby. Once again, it used its capable lungs to let everyone aboard know it was there.
"Good job you bastard! You woke him up! Do you know how long it took me to get him to sleep after the last time? I did not have time to cook anything fancy for your high and mightiness. My salmon soufflé was ruined because I've had to take care of this kid all by myself…" Sanji yelled back at Zoro.
"Bastard? Me? At least I didn't knock up some whore and leave her to raise your worthless child."
"Damn Bastard."
"Idiot Letch."
As the two men began to fight the fierce word battle Luffy and Usopp seemed completely unaware of the battle brewing between their crewmates. Nor did they notice the auburn hair of their navigator enter the room.
"WILL YOU BOTH JUST SHUT UP NOW!"
I'll just have to stay up a little later- no biggie.
Thanks to all the reviewers for the comments- I'm glad there's a few people who are interested in the story. I was surprised to find my two fav One Piece authors actually reviewed OMGWTF!!!1 I am not worthy! Thanks 'Rachel the Demon' & 'Shiru-chan.' People definitely need to read their fics- possibly the best fan fiction I've seen!
Anyway- In this chapter Nami won't be there much, but she's still around. She kind of has to be- it's a small boat… It's mainly my attempt at comedy between the 'Three Male Pirates and a Baby.'
So wait for the S/N stuff to come up in the future chapters!
And without further ado- On with the show!
(oh and to cover my butt- there are a few swear words in here- nothing bad, just thought you'd like to be warned for the small Sanji/Zoro battle of words happening a little later…)
PS: I don't own it… I wish I did, because Sanji and Zoro would be mine! *drools* Arrrr Bishie Pirates! ^_^; (it's the fan girl in me, I couldn't help it)
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"He's WHAT?" the crew screamed after Usopp told them what the letter had implied. The severity of the shock caused Zoro, Luffy and Nami to freeze in shock. The silence they created was almost deafening to the usually rowdy troop.
"Well that's what is says…" Usopp added scratching his chin as he pointed to the letter that was quickly crumpled and stashed into Sanji's pants pockets.
"We don't know that for sure…" Sanji quickly added, trying to get the topic of conversation changed. Sanji could not look at the crew, he especially did not want to see Nami's face right now, but somehow his gaze found it's way to her. Thankfully she was not looking at him. Her emotions once again were masked; she did it so well that the crew had gotten use to her not opening up to anyone but Luffy occasionally.
"Ano… Sanji… He has your eyes." Luffy smiled as he pointed to the baby cradled in Nami's arms.
"You really are a love cook." Usopp stated with a sly smile. It had finally dawned on him what Sanji becoming a parent had entailed.
"But…" Sanji tried to get in a word before anyone else got the wrong ideas, however Nami's voice cut him off.
"Sanji-kun," she started out quietly, never making eye contact with the blonde chef. "I have to go and make those course calculations right now… here." She said as she gently handed the baby back to the child's newly announced father. With that Nami did something that was very rare, she quietly excused herself from the group and returned below deck to her room.
"What's wrong with Nami?" Luffy asked a little confused at his friend's hasty and unusual departure.
"Nami-san." Sanji muttered wanting to go after her and straightening things out. He moved to follow her until Usopp stopped in front of him and smiled a large grin.
"You never told us about this girl." The long nosed man said as he nudged Sanji with his elbow. The elbow to the stomach broke the cook's dwindling determination to follow the usually mean when maddened navigator.
"What?"
"That woman? You've got the worst taste in women…" Zoro said shaking his head thinking about the woman from the docks. He once again returned to the group since the baby had stopped its screams. "Not only are you after her," he motioned towards where Nami had gone and continued, "but that old bat from the port too?"
"Wait… No! I…" Sanji stammered. "It's not like that really…"
"Sure. I suppose the baby just appeared by stork then?" Zoro suggested enjoying the chance to annoy the cook further.
"But if you didn't then… how?" Usopp began scratching his head trying to figure things out.
"The last thing I remember of her was one night… that's the only time anything COULD have happened." Sanji began. "It was back at the restaurant. She arrived with a group of ten beautiful women. They ended up staying the night and we drank a lot… but I don't remember becoming a father or anything that could create this current problem."
"I didn't know you had it in you." Zoro smiled almost looking proud of the blonde man. 'Maybe I had him figured all wrong. I had just assumed he was a non-experienced woman whipped homemaker' Zoro thought to himself.
"Does that mean I'm an uncle?" Luffy spoke up interrupting the conversation. The man in the straw hat continued to stare still somewhat intrigued by the child in Sanji's arms.
"No! I mean, yes, but… I'm so confused!" Sanji sighed looking depressed.
"Can I be his uncle?"
"Do whatever you want." Sanji continued to sigh. This day had looked so promising, and now look what had happened. 'WHY?' Was all Sanji could ask himself.
"Ok, but I'm hungry… when's lunch?" The captain asked totally changing back to a topic that he loved the most, aside from meat, that is.
'If I'm going to cook… who will keep watch over the kid?' Sanji wondered, seeing that the three men standing around him were now waiting for an answer to the question about lunch.
Looking over at Usopp Sanji cringed. 'NO! Definitely a No…' was the conclusion that he came too since the loud mouthed man was never good with responsibility. 'The poor kid would be traumatized for life if I let Usopp take care of him…'
Moving on to the next figure Sanji came to look upon Zoro. The green haired swordsman noticed Sanji's thinking gaze. To that the cook received a glare that told him very clearly that the three-sword fighter was NO One's babysitter.
'He wouldn't be good with children anyway,' Sanji thought about it a different way. 'But that leaves me with… Oh my God NO!' Sanji screamed to himself. The image of Luffy doing something incredibly stupid caused Sanji to think that Zoro would make a better babysitter.
It did not take long for Sanji to retreat into his kitchen, with the baby in tow. Putting the slumbering child into the basket he had carried with, Sanji went about the task of preparing lunch as usual.
It took longer for lunch to be prepared than usual. A grumbling Zoro, Usopp and Luffy had
congressed near the kitchen's door waiting for the usual signal that their food was ready.
The three sets of ears diligently trained themselves on the noise from the kitchen. Eagerly they awaited the sound of Sanji's voice calling "Lunch is served."
However instead of the usual sounds of dishes being set out on the table, or the sizzle of stir-fry, today there were many new, unusual sounds heard from behind the closed doors. Accompanied by the baby's intermittent wails and screams the near frantic scurrying of feet and pans from with in caused worry for those outside.
The three cringed, as they smelt burning food and the clatter of dishes and pots on the stove. Not wanting to be yelled at by a now obviously furious Sanji, they all quietly slinked away. Not even a hungry stomach was worth the pain that Sanji could inflict when provoked.
"Should we go help him maybe?" Usopp asked after another half hour passed by as the three stood near the bow of the ship.
"I'm not a babysitter." Zoro repeated himself as he sat and continued to clean his swords with a white piece of cloth. "And I don't cook." He added.
"You also don't get along with others well either…" Usopp mumbled to himself a little too loudly. The exaggerating storyteller quickly silenced further comments when a harsh look from the green haired man caught his eye. Trying to keep the loud gulp quiet, Usopp turned and returned to his experimenting.
An exhausted Sanji staggered forth from the kitchen holding the sleeping boy in his arms.
"About time!" Came two out of the three's voices as they got up and ran to the kitchen.
As the three hungry men entered the cabin expecting another delicious meal like usual, they were shocked and stunned to see what was sitting on the table.
For the first time what they saw was not any four star, first class culinary masterpiece set out before them on the wooden table.
"What are those?" Zoro asked grimly looking at the food before him.
"They're peanut butter and jelly sandwiches… I cut them diagonally." Sanji said as he stood there facing Zoro's angry face with his own cool expression.
"You expect us to eat these?" Zoro continued as he picked up a piece of sandwich.
"Why not?" Sanji asked shifting the baby in his arms to rest on his shoulder.
"YUM! Strawberry!" Usopp yelled as he and Luffy sat down.
"THANKS FOR THE FOOD!" They both yelled as they began to consume the two large mounds of PB&J sliced diagonally on white bread.
"I hate strawberry…" Zoro grumbled as he threw down the sandwich and crossed his arms over his chest almost like a pouting child.
"Delicious!" Luffy cried after chewing the mass he had put in his mouth. "But don't you have any meat?"
"I'm not eating those." Zoro yelled angrily at the lack of food.
Sanji shifted his weight and supported the baby's neck with one arm while he walked over to the fridge and opened it with the other.
After a few seconds of scrounging around, the cook pulled out a slab of cold meat. Walking totally composed and almost emotionless like usual, Sanji took a sandwich from the pile before Luffy and placed the meat in between the two pieces of bread. He then handed it to the smiling captain, who never hesitated and threw the new creation into his mouth.
"Whooaa Delicious!"
"I said I'm not eating those!" Zoro restated the fact of his disappointment in the food selection. This time his voice was enough to startle the lightly sleeping baby. Once again, it used its capable lungs to let everyone aboard know it was there.
"Good job you bastard! You woke him up! Do you know how long it took me to get him to sleep after the last time? I did not have time to cook anything fancy for your high and mightiness. My salmon soufflé was ruined because I've had to take care of this kid all by myself…" Sanji yelled back at Zoro.
"Bastard? Me? At least I didn't knock up some whore and leave her to raise your worthless child."
"Damn Bastard."
"Idiot Letch."
As the two men began to fight the fierce word battle Luffy and Usopp seemed completely unaware of the battle brewing between their crewmates. Nor did they notice the auburn hair of their navigator enter the room.
"WILL YOU BOTH JUST SHUT UP NOW!"