Yes, yes, this is also a little longer than 300 words. XD; The rest are 300 though. So there. :p
Birthday
Usopp lay on his back on the deck, his hands behind his head. The sky was a round dark blue dome, tinged with red. Some stars had already punched through to cast white beady eyes on them. Somewhere, Zoro was doing his after dinner training, clanking away with weights that Usopp could lift if he really wanted to. Sanji was standing just outside of the galley, wiping his hands on a dish towel, a cigarette clamped between his lips as usual. Nami was humming softly to herself among her mikan trees and Robin, close by, shifted into the brighter light, keeping her book propped open with an extra hand. Luffy lay beside him, belly distended from a big meal—including parts of everyone else's—and was snoring like a satiated bear. Usopp grinned at the mental image and tucked it away in the back of his mind for later.
"Today's my birthday," he told Chopper who was sitting beside him, chin in hooves and gazing out over the water.
"Oh?" said Chopper, sounding mild. Usopp didn't blame him. He'd been saying it was his birthday for a few days now and would continue saying it for a few days more, just to throw them off-guard. Today really was his birthday as it happened but he liked to keep it tucked away just under his breastbone, like a deep dark secret. Traditionally, all heroes had their deep dark secrets. Usopp's had never been really deep or dark and a birthday was certainly skimming the shallow waters of that one—but still he liked to hide it as something just his own.
"What do you want for your birthday today?" Chopper asked after the silence had built long enough. The reindeer didn't tear his gaze from the sea but one long ear curved in his direction told he was listening. Usopp felt the thrill of attention and rubbed at his chin in thought. He knew he could put sparkles in Chopper's eyes with just the right amount of cool and if he did it well enough Chopper might even believe him. He'd already wished for a fleet of 8,000 ships (which had made Luffy excited), a harem of beautiful women (which had gotten Sanji's attention and Usopp had spent the rest of the day answering/fending off questions about the various attributes of the women, though not when any actual women were in earshot, of course.) and a house twice as big as his village (then Luffy asked why he wanted a house when he could have such an awesome ship and Usopp had to concede the point) As he thought he felt the roll of the ship and the various sounds of his nakama.
"Nothing," he said. Chopper blinked, looking at him, seeming worried. Usopp almost expected to feel a cool hoof against his forehead.
"Nothing?" Chopper echoed.
"Things are just perfect as they are." It sounded foolish and childish and sentimental and Usopp closed his eyes trying to affect a sort of manly distance and not really meaning it sort of stance. Embellishments danced on the tip of his tongue. Perfect because I'm really the strongest pirate in the world, perfect because the last birthday I had to fight off an army of rabid dogs armed with nothing but a wet tissue.
"I think so, too," Chopper said. And Usopp smiled and let it alone.