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"(y/n)! You have to save us! I can't take it anymore!" Nami exclaimed, bursting into the kitchen with a dramatic flourish.
You paused mid-shaping, looking up from your rice ball and raising a brow.
"Nami? What's up?" you asked, confused, and a little concerned. "Is everything alright?"
"No... it's not..." she sniffled, walking up to the bar and taking a seat before slumping herself over the counter. "And it's all Zoro's fault..."
With a small smile, you quelled your original worries, allowing your shoulders to sink and your hands to return to their work.
"What'd he do this time?" you chuckled, carefully kneading the rice in your hands, molding it into a triangle. "Leave his sweaty towels on the ground again?"
"Worse..."
"Shook the deck by dropping one of his heavy weights?"
"Even worse..."
You hummed with thought, doing your best to recall the worst of your swordsman's many transgressions against your navigator.
"Ate the tangerines off one of your trees without asking?"
"Somehow even worse than that..."
You gave up with a laugh, unable to come up with anything else.
"I fold," you smiled, patting a thick piece of seaweed onto the rice ball. "What'd he do?"
"It's this stupid training binge!" Nami groaned, lifting her head from the counter. "He's been working out in the crow's nest for six days straight! And he's starting to stink up the ship!"
Frustrated, she slammed her fist on the wood, her grip tightening with hilarious fury.
"I tried to go up there and get him to bathe, but he completely blew me off!"
With a huff, her gaze lifted to you, and almost immediately softened, curbing her anger if only by a hair.
"You know this warrior-training nonsense better than I do... so could you please talk him into washing his ass? Pretty please!" she pleaded, clasping her hands together and throwing on her best puppy dog face. "At this rate, he's gonna fumigate the whole Sunny..."
With a soft grin, you nodded, placing your finished onigiri on a plate with the rest of them.
"I got it covered," you assured, picking up the plate and walking out from behind the counter. "Don't worry about the thing."
"Thank you, (y/n)!" she cheesed, jumping up from her seat and throwing her arms around your neck, pulling you into a tight hug. "Have I ever told you how much I love ya?"
