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...

So.

My head feels like the crap-geezer's been using it for kickboxing practice, my nakama seem to be missing, I don't recognize this ship, there's some blond kid calling me his brother who won't leave me alone, and that CP9 woman is here saying she's CAPTAIN or some shit.

What the HELL is going on??

......Fucking awesome kitchen, though.

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We're so not short on tea - I just checked the cabinets and we've about four different kinds! One for Nami-san, one for Robin-chan, one for me, and the cheap shit for everyone else!

Of course. Well, I suppose that's at least a minor point in your favor.

So you'll have some!

Is that what I said?

No, but I didn't listen to what you said. Tea's in the kitchen when you're ready!

I don't think I'll have any. I'm feeling a bit ill.

You are? Is it your stomach? Fever?? You should go to the infirmary!!

I think the best remedy would be staying away from you, sweetheart. ♥

Like I said - difficult~

Mm.

Sanji-kun?

Kalifa-san?

You do like having testicles, don't you?

Very much so!

So you'd like to keep them.

That IS the logical conclusion.

In that case, would you do something for me?

ANYTHING YOU'D LIKE, KALIFA-SWAAAN~~

Stay the fuck away from me.

So difficult.

I am not playing "hard to get". You do not live in a romantic comedy where the man "wins" at the end through perseverance and disrespect of the woman's wishes. I am not a fragile flower with a thorny exterior waiting for a gentleman to sweep me off my feet. I will hurt you. I am not interested, I am in fact vehemently disinterested, and I will hurt you. Do not flirt with me, do not try to touch me, do not flaunt your false politeness in an attempt to win my trust. Stay away.

Contrary to whatever you're thinking, I actually figured all that out sometime around when you turned me into a fucking soap human or whatever the hell that was.

Then why are you still doing this?

Because I don't know what the hell's going on and all this shit's throwing me for a loop, but the least I can do is still act NORMAL.

And "normal" means acting like a depraved, disgusting animal who doesn't know when to stop? No wonder you're with that green-haired caveman.

Oh jesus fuck, not you, too.