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[serving_love]

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There is pigeon shit on one of my good coats.

Whose ass do I have to kick?

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[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Lucci.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

What did you do?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Nothing.

I was just getting tired of having fucking bird feathers all over my galley!

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

...And?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

And. Your bird ignored my NO BIRDS sign.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Well, how would you feel if an establishment you frequented on a regular basis suddenly became intolerant to your presence? You would probably take it up with the management. That is what he did.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well you can tell him not to frequent the dinner table anymore, either. He can eat wherever the hell Usopp and Luffy feed their two.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

If I eat at the table, so does he. That's final.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Why?!

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Because that is the way it is. He goes with me.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

You can BOTH eat down in the hold, then.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

If that's the way it's going to be, fine. The company will be better, anyway.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

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[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Problem?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Do tell.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

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[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

You gave me an ultimatum. What's the problem?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

You weren't supposed to agree so readily!

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

It's your galley. If you don't want me there, who am I to argue?

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

I don't want Hattori there, I don't want animals that aren't cooked and ready to be eaten there, that doesn't mean I don't want YOU there!

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Right. You don't want him there; you don't want me there.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

...I don't get it.

[black-hat-cat.livejournal.com]

Haven't you ever heard the expression, "Love me, love my pet"?

Only, don't love me. It's a comparison.

[serving-love.livejournal.com]

Nope, never.

I had a pet once. It was a kitten that wandered on board the Baratie. I used to bring it scraps of food and feed it out on the deck because the old man would've skinned me alive before letting me bring it into his kitchen.