Sanji smirked, he had asked for a distraction hadn't he.
"Is that so?!" Sanji pressed.
Chopper nodded.
"What's his name?" Sanji practically sang.
"Jiro, he's in my maths and English class," he answered.
"Well are you two friends?"
The brown, curly haired boy shook his head.
"Well don't you think that would be a good idea?!"
"But Sanji, I don't know how to talk to people my own age. I've never done it before."
Sanji couldn't help but allow a small 'aww' to escape his lips. Chopper's face blushed bright red.
"Shut up you bastard!" the boy shouted.
Sanji smiled.
"Why don't you start sitting next to him during lessons and next time you need help ask him?!"
Chopper nodded gleefully.
"What house is he in?"
"Phoenix."
Sanji nodded, he had a friend over in Phoenix house. Maybe he could find out a little more about this Jiro boy Chopper was crushing on.
"Now come on we have a dinner to make," Sanji said picking up the potato he'd been peeling before.
"Are we almost done?" the teen asked wiping his brow.
"Yeah."
He chopped the peeled potato and put it in the pot with the rest, ready to steam.
"It shouldn't take too long," Sanji remarked.
"Okay," said Chopper as he walked over to sit down on the sofa.
"I should be back in about half an hour. If I take any longer take the potatoes off the heat and turn the chicken around," Sanji stated.
"Where are you going?"
"To see a friend," he answered walking out of the common room.
"Oi Vigaro!" the cook called from the door of the Phoenix house.
"Sanji!" the blue haired man said as he walked over to the cook.
"What you doing here?" he asked.
"Came to discuss a member from your house," Sanji said as Vigaro showed him into the common room.
Unsurprisingly the common room was empty since unlike Chopper most students had classes today. The room was pretty much a replica of the Thousand Sunny house except for the decorations. The ceilings were higher in the center but dipped the further into the corners of the room you went, that was the only difference in the structure. Franky would surely love it, Sanji thought. They sat down on a red leather sofa decorated with soft cushions displaying the house symbol. Sanji picked up one of the cushions and held it up for Vigaro to see.
"You think we should do this in the Sunny!?" Sanji joked.
"Hilarious but the second years made them so the least we can do as the last years is appreciate them," Vigaro answered.
"Oh yeah. You're a last year; I almost forgot that you and Brook are the same age," he commented.
"So anyway, you wanted to talk about a house member?!"
"Yes, Jiro."
"Jiro! "Vigaro's brow furrowed. "Has he been causing you any trouble?"
"So he's a trouble maker?" Interesting.
Vigaro leaned back against the sofa.
"Like you wouldn't believe. He's a good kid, smart as well but he seems to chase around trouble as if it were a game of tag."
Sanji chuckled and pretty soon Vigaro was too.
"Vigaro!" a small voice yelled before the blue haired man was thrown to the ground.
"Speak of the devil!" he smirked as the little boy pulled him into a hug.