Characters:Sanji, Mewtwo
Setting: The Observatory (Hello my name is Dixxy and I don't know where my characters are) West Parlor chosen at random
Time: Day 016
Summary: Sanji and Mewtwo meet to become bestest friends!!!
Warnings: None. Yet.
The Observatory was the only warm room in the house at the moment, so the two Straw Hats found themselves spending more time in there - the Lavender Bedroom was all but abandoned by the group, leaving Sanji and Usopp to themselves, the central heating provided by said room, and several extra blankets and layers of clothing they'd managed to scrape together.
At some point during the cold snap, Sanji woke up to find Usopp gone (bathroom or food, he assumed), and a red string tied around his waist.
". . . the hell?" Sanji asked. He observed the string - it wasn't particularly tight or anything, but he didn't recall tying it around his waist and resented the idea that someone had done it while he was asleep. He immediately suspected Usopp had done so out of some paranoid idea it would keep the sniper safer, which Sanji resented. Damn it, he was NOT Usopp's personal bodyguard.
Then again, the sight of the string passing through the wall made Sanji reconsider the culprit. This was confirmed when Sanji realized no matter how much he tried to untie the knot it would not come undone - it didn't look very strong but this thread was VERY strong. He stared at the wall the thread was seemingly coming from for several seconds, then swore loudly.
Stupid. Shitty. Haunted. Houses.
But then he thought about what might be on the other side of that string. It could be Phantasms waiting to cut his vocal chords out again, or maybe Zeff's corpse - even if it WAS an illusion - or any other number of pleasantries on the other side.
Sanji kicked his blankets to the side, sighed, and stood up. He might have to investigate.