#014 - Dictated

[flambage]

[After that terrifyingly horrendous incident with him as a Marine, Navy, whatever officer, Sanji's been quieter than usual. Just cleaning up his room and the kitchen, really. But, the place has been too quiet, much too quiet, and after some investigating... he's got some bad news.Monkey D. Luffy and Tony Tony Chopper have gone home. Sorry to

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[fishy_go_byebye]

[Might sneak in quiet as a mouse, and pause to watch him]

[flambage]

[Cleaning, cleaning... leaving the microwave broken and alone, thank you, but he's trying to scrub a stubborn stain off the counter!

Del's sneaky skills leave her still undetected.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Muahahahaha]

...Cakes?

[flambage]

[SURPRISED. Sanji jumps and whirls around, and his slackjawed expression softens up after a second.]

Oh, it's you! Long time... ah, alas, I don't have any right now, and I wouldn't want to make you just wish for one. Aren't we in a spot?

[fishy_go_byebye]

You made everything sparkly...

[flambage]

Ah? [Does she mean like- oh wait, literally!] Yeah, it's somethin' to keep me busy.

[fishy_go_byebye]

It's pretty.

[flambage]

Ah, yeah? Glad someone appreciates my hard work around here.

[fishy_go_byebye]

You didn't fix the exploding machine.

[flambage]

Eh... I don't like that thing. Takes the soul out of food.

[fishy_go_byebye]

It has a soul?

[flambage]

Of course. All food has a soul, and you have to make it bright and strong to make the flavor perfect.

[fishy_go_byebye]

What if it wants to be black?

[flambage]

Well... things can be vibrantly black. It's possible.

[fishy_go_byebye]

Sparkle like a diamond.

[flambage]

That sparkly, really? I didn't think I was that good.