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[Waking up is like emerging from an awful nightmare this morning. Sanji comes out of his sleep groaning and feeling like his head is swimming, trying to sort through the weird and horrible images that his brain insists on showing him.

Only they're less like images and more like fragments of memory, and just when he'd groggily began to think that maybe he did have a nightmare, reality rushes in and assaults him like someone tossing a bucket of shitty ice water his way.

He shoots up in his hammock, eyes wide, heart pounding wildly as dread twists his gut, and his journal flies off his chest and lands innocently on the floor of the men's cabin -- conveniently open, of course.]

WHAT THE FUCK?!

[........Yeeeeah, he'll just be promptly diving back under his covers and curling into a ball for awhile. Breakfast might be a little late, Straw Hats, because he pretty much has no plans to leave his hammock ever again.]

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But you shouldn't scream and wake people up like that.

[it's kinda rude]

[Sorry Luffy, but there's only so much she can take before snapping. Her Parasol whips out to smack across the back of Luffy's rubbery head.]

YOU'RE NOT ONE TO TALK, CAPTAIN!!!

[She clears her throat after the attack on Luffy.]

As for you Sanji, if you are truly remorseful then I shall forgive you this once. See to it that you prevent these incidents from happening again.

[WHAM! Is knocked right in the forehead and falls off his hammock onto the floor, twitching. Why do angry girls hit so hard? He's rubber! It's not supposed to hurt]

[Glances warily down at Luffy out of the corner of his eye as he tumbles out of his hammock, but he's also pointedly ignoring him. He looks back at Maribelle and manages a weak smile.]

Maribelle-san is so kind~! I promise, it won't happen again!

[You know. Probably.]

I could...make you some tea, perhaps? Since you're up now? Assuming there's no one else in the shitty galley right now...

[Maribelle was apparently still unsatisfied with Luffy's punishment, since she felt like he was responsible for two mornings in a row of this. Granted he wasn't so much responsible for this one, as provoking her at the wrong place at the wrong time. Regardless, she marched over to where she'd sprawled him on the floor, planting one foot on his chest, and pinning him in the stomach with her umbrella.]

I promise you, I shan't be as merciful the next time... but since you are offering, I shall take you up on that tea.

However, because you woke me, I would like you to slice and peel up an apple for me to put on my toast for breakfast. The slices must be so thin that I can see through them since I'm watching my sugar intake. If your knife skills aren't up to the task, then recruit the aid of your swordsman.

[She'd made that last jab simply as a joke, not even realizing the rivalry between Sanji and Zoro]

[.....................]

Sorry, what?

[Throws off his blankets with a flourish, sitting up in his hammock.]

If my knife skills aren't up to the task? Maribelle-san.

[Would never yell at a lady, of course, but this is about as dangerously close as he gets to looking displeased with one.]

I assure you, I don't need that idiot's help to slice up a shitty apple of all things. He'd have you eating uneven chunks of all sizes -- just no. No, no. You don't want him touching your food, trust me.

[Sniffs and turns up his nose, clambering out of his hammock with as much dignity as he can manage despite still being in a t-shirt and a pair of loose pants that he slept in. Then he fires a smirk Maribelle's way.]

I will handle your breakfast. You'll have the thinnest damn apple slices you've ever seen in your life!

[wheezes a bit and then, because he's rubber and despite the weight on him...

falls back asleep]

Excellent!

[Maribelle twirls her parasol around, removing her boot from Luffy, and offering Sanji an outstretched gloved hand.]

Be the man cook, pirate, saint, or sinner, the thing I respect most in a man is passion! Passion, and the confidence to back it up. I wanted to see if you are truly passionate about your work, and you've proven that you are not only passionate, and confident, but you have great pride in your work. Now let us see if you can back up your claims. Shall we?

[There's a challenging glint in Maribelle's eyes, as if challenging the very fires in Sanji's soul to out match hers.]

Gotta admit, I'm a little insulted you weren't sure I was passionate about my work.

[But he'll still take her hand and then instantly give her a goofy grin.]

But yes, Maribelle-swaaan~!! Let's go make breakfast!

[Maribelle seems to practically take Sanji's state of goofiness in stride, as if most men act this way around the presence of an attractive young lady such as herself.]

Forgive me if I have insulted you master chef, but I had to make absolutely certain. Pirates tend to garner a certain reputation after all, and I have little way of knowing the integrity or passion of each member of your crew other than through hearsay. So one might say I've been testing each of you in turn in some manner or another to see if you truly live up to the expectations I had of a pirate crew led by the boy in the straw hat. Suffice to say, I haven't ceased in being proven wrong in my expectations ever since Keimi and miss Nico Robin were aboard my ship.

From everything I'd seen so far, the only thing I'd been able to see you have a true passion for, is doting on nearly every female that crosses your path. I'm glad to see that there is more to you than what simply meets the eye.

...Mm. You must have missed every meal I've prepared since you arrived on board, then.

[Still grinning, and he sounds cheerful enough, but regardless there's a slight shift somewhere in his demeanor, perhaps in the glint in his eye, that might reveal he's not exactly pleased with what she's saying and actually kind of takes it as an insult.]

Ladies deserve to be doted on, of course...hell, giving 'em my undivided attention and doing everything I can to keep 'em happy gives me nothing but satisfaction and pure joy~! —But cooking is the most important thing I do. Always has been, always will be. Keeping this crew fed and healthy is what the core part of my soul is dedicated to. Food is my life, Maribelle-san.

In my defense, I have not been on your ship terribly long, so you are correct in assuming I've missed most of the meals you have prepared. Most of the food I've eaten was what I had prepared for myself, and as ashamed as I am to admit I was... wary of you.

[Maribelle lets out a heavy sigh, turning her back on Sanji.]

Look... when all is said and done I... didn't trust most of you. I'd originally wanted to come aboard your ship to prove my assumptions correct about you and your crew being nothing but lowborn pirates. I wanted to break Smoker and Keimi free of whatever spell you must have put over them, yet from everything I've seen you're all simply earnest, trustworthy, and loving people. Not perhaps always showing those sides of yourselves, but... I've been wrong about you, and I'm not used to being wrong.

[When she turns back to Sanji, there's a certain bit of a downcast and humble look to her, some of her haughty arrogance stripped away.]

I just wanted to tell you... I'm sorry for judging you before knowing the facts about you. I hope... maybe in turn you may even consider me as one of your... friends someday.

Keimi-chan's known us for years [sort of, when she's from anyway] so you were never gonna have much luck there. Heh, Smoker...

[Just looks amused as he pulls away to dig a cigarette out of his pants pocket.]

Begrudging quasi-respect maybe? But that idiot more or less got stuck with us, he'd leave if he had anywhere better to go. And if we were home, he'd be trying to capture our asses.

[He lights up, taking a drag as he considers her, and then just smiles.]

You're not the first person who's had us pinned wrong, anyway. [He holds a hand out for hers again.] Breakfast now? Let's get you those apples.

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