Um…Ok. Here we go my pplz….The vehicle? A Shopping Cart. But me and my mom call it a Basket. eheh...
Birthday Shopping
The basket gave a slight rattle as Sanji leaned all his weight on the handle, leaning forward and walking slowly and leisurely.
Hmmmm…Peas? Or Corn?
Go with the corn… He restrained himself from looking at the shiny knives. Although they were obsolete compared to his own at home, but they were so shiny and pretty. He could use them for the more mundane cooking. Shiny…
"Sanji! Lookit! Chocolate Cocoa Sugary Hyper Puffz! With Sugar loaded Marshmallows!"
On second thought. He could use them for murder. Slow, bloody murder. Usopp came from around the corner, two boxes of cereal in his arms. With a brief glance he noticed that the word "Sugar" was in every sentence. Hypnotism. Ingenious.
The tanned youth tossed the diabetic hazards into the cart and started walking away. Grr. He was shopping for Nami's Birthday! Not for the house!
Standing up straight, the blonde pushed the cart into the bread aisle. Hmmm. Buy the hotdog buns? Or make them myself?
"Sanji! Look! Steaks! And pork chops!" Several packages of meat fell into the cart and Sanji only caught the back of a red shirt and the edge of a straw hat before Luffy disappeared around the corner.
Aaaahhh! Was he made of money or something? Was he a credit card? Sheesh. Freaks. He decided to make the buns himself. Make everything from scratch. Anything for his Nami-san. He bent down to grab a bag of flour and stopped.
The hairs on the back of his neck prickled and his body felt warm. Like 'Another body is too close' warm.
Big hands pulled his hips back against a solid body and he stood, rigid. "You asshole. We've only been here ten minutes"
His head was turned slightly soon he was in a deep kiss. The lips pulled away and the heat suddenly vanished. Putting a hand to his warm cheeks, the sexy cook willed his face to cool down.
He briefly noted several cartons of Gatorade and some boxes of energy bars.
Bastard….
He grumbled and moved to the next aisle. Erk. Canned food. NEXT!
He was in the corner looking at supposedly fresh oranges when he felt a tug on his suit. Looking down into brown eyes, his left eye twitched when a bag of chips was shoved into his face. Scowling, he turned away. The tugging began again, with a bit of growling this time.
Dropping the fruit, Sanji snatched the bag of spicy chips from Tony T. Chopper's hands and threw it into the cart and glared at the short teen. Tony glared back.
After a few minutes, and some staring from other shoppers, Tony disappeared into the bread aisle, leaving Sanji with the plants. Hn. He ripped off a few plastic bags and stuffed random fruits and vegetables in them, only checking if they were fresh, not if he needed it.
He held his nose and looked away when he passed by the fish. If he smelled or looked at even one fish, he'd have to buy them all. His fridge was too full to handle anymore fish. The temptation…
Luckily his cell phone rang and it was Robin, asking if he was done shopping because Nami's shift ended in a few hours. Jolted back to reality by the voice of a lady, Sanji rolled the basket into a checkout and patted his pocket. The rectangular box calming him somewhat. He hadn't had a smoke since he entered the store. That was an hour ago.
Soon Luffy came from around the corner with some packages. Usopp had more sweet stuff, this time they were cupcakes. And Zoro had several boxes of who knows what.
Everytime. Every damn time.
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Walking inside the apartment with only a few bags in his hands, Sanji dropped them on the kitchen table and sat down on a stool, trying to decide what to make first. He was running out of time…
"Sanji! Where's my meat! NOOOOOOO!" turning around to the sink, the blonde began to wash vegetables, ignoring the frantic rustling of plastic bags. "Usopp!"
"My cereal! My cupcakes! My super deluxe candy pack! Sanji! What did you do with our stuff?"
"You damned bastard cook. You put it all back didn't you?" Turning around, Sanji glared through the small cloud of cigarette smoke. He went into one of the bags and picked up a bag of chips, tossed them to Chopper and proceeded to look for a good knife in one of the drawers.
Usopp put a hand to his forehead. "But we saw it. We saw them go through the checkout. How?"
Luffy was tugging on the cook's sleeve, whining. Zoro just went outside into the car and searched the trunk. Nothing. Not a bag. But they went through checkout! He put them in the trunk himself! How the hell does this happen?
Everytime. Every damn time!
End
This was pointless. And I personally hate it :smiles:
But my friend, CURSE HER ETERNAL SOUL TO HELL AND BACK, dared me to do 3 fics. Without SanUso.
My heart is kinda breaking now. But accepted her challenge. Like a fool. :sniffles: Sanji-kun…Usoppu-chan… I think I might have to break this promise o.O but SSSSSHHHH. She doesn't have to know T.T
EVER. j/k
Laterz Dudette