The one thing I enjoy the most is coming up with names for these chapters. It's so fun! But lawls, Sanji time. I feel so bad for him. Having to deal with all this shit.
Again. Again it happened where Usopp decided to be funny and come to him with more bullshit. He had hoped maybe, just maybe, it was something that was worth talking about. Something that dealt with their friendship at the very least. Sanji angrily scrubbed at a plate that refused to let go of a tiny stain that remained in the middle of the glass. He doesn't like me at all! He's disgusted. What was I thinking? How the hell could I fall for a liar? He grumbled to himself, nearly breaking the glass plate when the door had opened again. He assumed it was the long nosed liar.
"Go away, Usopp. I'm not in the mood right now." He snapped and sighed.
"Mr. Long Nose actually passed out, Mr. Cook." Sanji whirled around to see the raven haired beauty that waved with that ever-so-sweet smile of hers. He blushed and looked down at the tiles below.
"R-Robin-chwan. I'm terribly sorry. I—"
"It's alright. I just came to ask you a favor if you weren't too busy?" She walked closer and leaned over the counter just outside the kitchen. Didn't she say Usopp passed out…?
"Anything for you, my dear." He said in a less than excited tone. She took this as a sign that he was indeed devastated by Usopp's failed attempts-If only he knew the reasons why.
"As I said before, Mr. Long Nose has passed out within the aquarium bar. He drank too much. I suppose he was very…distressed about something. He was babbling about something he did wrong and… well I just thought it would be alright to let him drink until his troubles were far behind him." Even when she had let the idiot liar do something so stupid, she was still so beautiful. Sanji couldn't help but smile a bit, seeing innocence happening on Robin's part. She was just being considerate of the situation.
"Sweet as ever, aren't you, Robin-chwan? What did you want me to do though?"
"I want you to carry him to the men's quarters. The poor boy needs to sleep in a bed, not on a lounge seat. Could you please do that for me?" She tilted her head to the side, kindly smiling again. No words could describe the cook's reaction to such a divine request from such a queen. Putting the stubborn plate down with the sponge on top, he moved to the other side of the counter where she had stood and bowed.
"Of course. Anything else you'd like me to do?"
"Ah, yes actually. Please stay with him until he's sober? He seems to have a lot on his mind. Maybe you could listen to what he has to say?" This woman… what was she saying? Sanji's heart began to throb harder, beating against his rib cage, screaming for an exit. What the hell did Usopp tell her? He hesitated for a long moment, having to catch his breath. He couldn't deal with the pain of coming into contact with the boy again. If only you knew how much that would hurt me. He stood upright and gave Robin a heartfelt stare. If only you knew how much it hurt.
"I can do that." He said plainly. A sad smile crept on the cook's face. His head slowly lowered. He wanted to gulp down the knot that formed in his throat, only he couldn't around Robin. She would notice his unease.
"Thank you. He really needs you right now." I'm sorry Robin-chwan, but I think you're wrong on this one.
Poor Sanji. He needs such a big hug right now.