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poet_at_heart) wrote2010-12-22 01:07 am
poet_at_heart) wrote2010-12-22 01:07 am
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Well-well...
Name: Everyone fails
Characters: Sanji, Zoro (mentioning of Ace)
Rating: T
Summary: Sanji had never failed like this in his whole life, and now the damn mutt is here to taunt him.
Characters: Sanji, Zoro (mentioning of Ace)
Rating: T
Summary: Sanji had never failed like this in his whole life, and now the damn mutt is here to taunt him.
The prompt was: A pair of black lacy panties and why Sanji is holding them at 1 AM in the morning.
He stared down at the silky material in his hands, hands which could cast a spell stronger than any other magician, prepare food worthy of the Gods. So why, why one Earth, Heaven and in Hell were he holding a pair of black, lacy, panties in those hands!?
The ritual had been carried out under the fifth full moon of the year, with not a cloud on the starry sky and the dragons heading south. He had worn black leather, the silver rings and his hair in a golden ponytail. All the purifications had gone according to schedule and he had stepped inside the circle painted on the paved ground exactly 23:58, with his wand raised to honor the Moon who watched over him.
A hour later, and he were holding a pair of women lingerie. He had unbuckled his cape, the leather now lying at his feet in all its heaviness as he leaned against a tree. How could this have happened to him?
Now no one would leave him alone for this failure, creating a pair of panties when he were summoning the talisman of the moon. How much worse could this night become? As if the Moon wanted him to punish him further, the sound of snickering reached his ears, the low baritone in which the sound were uttered all too familiar to him.
The green haired wolf-familiar of Portgas D. Ace. A shitty mutt who couldn't keep his mouth shut and who's owner let him run free, Sanji couldn't stand him longer than five seconds.
“What?” His voice were gruff, wrinkles all over his usually smooth forehead.
“My master wants to see you, blondie. So please move that ass of yours and follow me.” With a heavy sigh, the blonde watched Zoro turn around, only to go in the opposite direction of the castle where the magicians resided.
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*strokes chin* If Gecko doesn't notice this, I'll direct her to it =w= Did I really change it from LA to NY too? XD And yeash, I am good at making people do this kind of stuff >w>
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