Prompt: Umbrella
Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or the song "Umbrella." This piece is fanwork and slight parody, nothing more. I make no money from this work.
AN: I hate this song, I really, really do. Perhaps it's a nice song, but I've heard it too many times to be able to obtain anything other then contempt for it.
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He was singing it again.
Luffy had been singing that damned song over, and over, and over again on the Going Merry for a good week, and Sanji wasn't sure how much more he could take.
Every few minutes it was "Under my umbrella, ella, ella, eh, eh, eh."
Sanji had tried everything from concentrating on new complicated recipes to drinking himself into oblivion. Yet, everywhere he went that song followed.
They had stopped at an island a week before where everyone was listening to the dreaded song. Nami at first had enjoyed it, but it wasn't long before she was sick of it as was Chopper. Usopp and Zoro had a particular distaste for the song, and Robin appeared to be ignoring it's existence altogether.
Luffy, however, was enamored with the song in a way that only Sanji's idiot captain could be.
"Luffy, please," Sanji finally said when Luffy's off-key bellowing singing had managed to cut through his concentration.
"You don't like my singing, Sanji?" Luffy asked, big innocent eyes trained on his cook.
"I… it's… uh…" Damn it. "Er… I just… uhm…"
Luffy: 5,000. Sanji: Zip.
It was to Sanji's great relief that Robin had been on deck at that point. If anyone could diffuse a situation, it was her.
"Ah, Luffy, I don't believe Cook-san dislikes your singing, but perhaps you should try singing a different song. I'm sure the rest of the crew would agree."
"Like what?"
"Oh, I'm sure you can think of something. Or, perhaps, if you're attached to that song, you should hum it instead."
Sanji made sure that for dinner tonight, Robin would get all her favorites.
"But I like that song!"
"Luffy, you only know one line of it."
"…So?" Luffy stared at Sanji again.
Luffy: 5,001, Sanji: nada
End