moe81 | Drabble

Title: Don’t insult the tableware

Rating: PG

Pairing: Sanji/Galley…maybe Sanji/Zoro if you look

Topic: Settings

Words: 139

A/N: This didn’t really come out how I was expecting it to but have it anyway.

It was nothing. It was so insignificantly small that it shouldn’t have mattered. Anyone else wouldn’t have batted an eyelid. Anyone else and their world wouldn’t have been turned upside down. Anyone else and that cold thread of panic that gripped their heart and closed their throat to indrawn breath, wouldn’t have existed.

Insignificant.

But this was Sanji and nothing in his life was insignificant, certainly nothing in his kitchen and by extension, his galley.

So when he drop-kicked the marimo into an empty chair at the end of the table and attempted to stab him with a stylized chopstick that looked remarkably like Wadou, he felt no compulsion to rationalize his actions. Even when the idiot swore until he was sure the paint was peeling from the walls.

“There are place settings for a reason, you dumb shit.”