part 4

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"Is something wrong with sanji?" Nami questioned going to throw her dirty dishes in the sink. "It seems mr.cook is a little unnerved about something" robin stated also putting her dishes in the sink. "As long as curly brow doesn't try anything stupid im okay" zoro stood up leaving his dishes on the table and walking out of the room.
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That morning when usopp woke up she felt refreshed, getting up and stretching her muscles . Getting out of bed she went to the dinning room walking in and seeing sanji cook,she was always the second one out of bed. All those years of doing pranks in syrup village trained her to wake up around 7 in the morning so her and sanji always had the morning together. But today was different as she walked into the dinning room she noticed how strained and stiff sanjis movements became when she sat down "good morning sanji" she greeted with a smile. But instead of greeting her back like he normally did, he continued with making breakfast almost like he was trying to ignore her. "Uh sanji?" She tried to get his attention,' maybe he didn't hear me?' Reasoning that it was most likely that she just stayed quiet. Maybe he'll notice her and say good morning , but he didn't. Sanji contenues to cook as if he didn't know her presence was in the room. "Good mornin usopp!" Luffy jumped in the room his childish grin as wide as ever. "Hey luffy" she smiled back as he sat down next to her, soon after everyone came into the room and started their conversations. Everyone ate their food as usual and started their day. Usopp did note that sanji was acting weird as he didn't talk to her or answer some of the questions she asked him. But she didn't think too much about it, Nami on the other hand did. She watched everything that sanji did, the way he ignored usopps questions how he wouldn't look at her and when he did he gave a small look of disgust.she noticed everything and went to the library to talk to robin about it. As she entered the library she was robin already reading one of her books "hello miss navigator" she greeted looking up from her book and giving a warm smile. "Hey robin, I wanted to talk about something with you." Nami started taking a seat next to her "okay" she closed her book and held it in her lap "well I noticed that sanji has been acting really weird around usopp", "Mr cook is acting weird around Mr long nose" nami nodded and Continued "yeah he was ignoring him and giving him unusual looks this morning at breakfast". She finished "well you should ask Mr cook what's wrong" robin suggested which nami agreed too. "Yeah I'll ask him when he brings our snacks later".
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It was that time of day again, zoro was asleep on the deck and usopp sketched his sleeping form again. It was calming watching him sleep as he was always on edge or looked it. "Sanji! I need to ask you something!"nami shouted as her and Robin were laid out in the sun. Sanji ran out if the dinning room with the woman's snacks "coming~!" He sang. As sanji walked over he sat down the snack and bowed "for my two beautiful ladies" he then stood up "so what is it that my sweet questions?" He asked in a very gentlemen manner "I was wondering why you've been so distant from Usopp" with this sanji stiffened,he couldn't avoid answering any of namis question. "Well...I think that usopp is gay" he whispered taking nami by surprise, robin let out a soft chuckle "and what makes you think that cook san?" Robin smiled "I noticed how much he stares at marimo, and not only that I saw him drawing mosshead while he slept". He whispered breaking a sweat, robin let out another chuckle. "So usopp likes zoro?" Nami questioned softly as a smirk appears on her face "we need to get them together" she smirked looking at robin. Robin gave a smile back "okay miss navagator" Sanji left after giving another bow. Usopp contenued to draw zoro until her captin called for her to play hide and seek.

Pic at the top is mine and was drawn by me the cover is not mine.

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