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✧˖°‧༄| "𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘" [𝐘/𝐍] 𝐃𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍. "Luffy." She says again, not seeing him stir in his sleep once.
Standing next to him she looks around and see's the pot that was once filled with the special soup made for kaya empty besides some stuck to the sides.
His stomach gurgles and she opens his eyes. His pupils were enlarged and his eyes were almost rolled back.
Lightly slapping his cheek. "Luffy!" His eyes opened slightly as he groans out. Clanging echoes into the kitchen making [y/n] perk up. "Oh, come on." She says trying to lift him up.
"Yes. Do you understand?" Hearing klahadore's yelling she quickly finds a place to hide. getting into the pan cabinet some of the pans rattle making her heart rate quicken.
Softly grabbing the pan it stops making noise. The light shines onto her [e/c] eye as she peeks through the cabinet. "I understand, sir. I just left Miss Kaya in her room."
Sham explained to the head butler. "What is he doing here?" Seeing luffy on the center table. "What's wrong with him?" Watching as sham and buchi tried to wake him up.
"Little guy couldn't get enough of my latest recipe. I was chasing that perfect balance between bitter and savory. Just wish I could've asked him how it tasted." Tapping his cheek, trying to wake him up.
"It tasted like poison, idiot." Sham insulted, but it was the truth. "Not while I'm the cook."
"You're not a cook. I'm not a maid. We're pirates." She exclaimed.
[y/n] gasped slightly, covering her mouth to stop making anymore noise. Zoro was right, klahadore did look familiar. "Kuro..." She whispered under her breath with a glare.
"Sell yourself short, Sham, but leave my cooking out of..."
"Enough! I can't hear myself think over your inbred nonsense! Now, how much of the soup did he eat?"
"Uh... All of it." Buchi sputtered out, taking a peek into the pot. "How fortuitous. Go ahead and toss him in the well with the green-haired oaf."
"Aye aye, Captain." The girl's eyes dialate frantically at the mention of what they were going to do to her friend. "And don't you dare track in mud all over my floors again."
