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[The snow has stopped, the guests have left (well fed, might he add) save for a few, Vash finally got his shitty ass back to the world of the living...
Oh, but the best part? The best part is not one, but two crew members have been returned from their kidnappings. That means all of his nakama are currently home and safe where he can keep a fuckin eye on them. Sanji's grinning so wide it's nearly splitting his face. The cloud of depression has been lifted; after nearly two weeks of this bullshit, things are looking up. Even his apprehension for Brook (he expects the skeleton or himself to be the next victims) takes a backseat so he can at last enjoy himself.
There's a light skip in his step as he walks through the plaza, humming a simple tune. Just a bit of light shopping to restock, he thinks. And after a thought, he pulls out his journal and calls out. Damn, even his voice sounds slightly giddy]
Oi, you guys. Any requests for groceries and lunch and/or dinner?
Also. Miyabi-chan, Mrs. Brisby, Nami-swaaaaaaaan is there anything in particular you'd like, ladies~?
[and after that, he goes right back to humming merrily and mumbling to himself] It's not so fuckin bad here when the weather isn't shitting on us.
Oh, but the best part? The best part is not one, but two crew members have been returned from their kidnappings. That means all of his nakama are currently home and safe where he can keep a fuckin eye on them. Sanji's grinning so wide it's nearly splitting his face. The cloud of depression has been lifted; after nearly two weeks of this bullshit, things are looking up. Even his apprehension for Brook (he expects the skeleton or himself to be the next victims) takes a backseat so he can at last enjoy himself.
There's a light skip in his step as he walks through the plaza, humming a simple tune. Just a bit of light shopping to restock, he thinks. And after a thought, he pulls out his journal and calls out. Damn, even his voice sounds slightly giddy]
Oi, you guys. Any requests for groceries and lunch and/or dinner?
Also. Miyabi-chan, Mrs. Brisby, Nami-swaaaaaaaan is there anything in particular you'd like, ladies~?
[and after that, he goes right back to humming merrily and mumbling to himself] It's not so fuckin bad here when the weather isn't shitting on us.