If you say so...
[Shut up, just appreciate someone is worried enough for you they're making such a face. It's not like you can even shoot a bow and arrow or anything!]
Ah, you have a cat?
[Okay, thoughts of being able to see and pet a cat makes the dumb worried expression slip away.]
[Not a story he's willing to get into at the moment, and so he waves the origin story away for another time.]
Anyway, she's still pretty young and the fuckin bastards who designed this trip didn't give us a heads up of how long we'd be gone. It could be a couple of weeks for all I know.
Kinda be pissed if my cat died, so... yeah. Key's under the mat.
[He croons, a spark of childish excitement coming through. He obviously never got to see his home back in France, so it was exciting to see Sanji's sense of home now.]
[Usopp's gonna be disappointed if he expects anything cool or exciting. Besides the fact Sanji's place is surprising immaculate for a bachelor pad, there's nothing of note in his opinion.]
Her name's Chou. Be ready, she'll probably bend you to her will in an hour.
[Honestly, Usopp expects either like super chic swedish minimalism or just spartan conditions, he's hoping for for the former but he will not be shocked at all. Maybe he'll have to buy him something frivolous and colorful for his upcoming birthday just to perk things up.
But that's all thoughts for later when he actually see his apartment.]
Mon petit chou, huh? [He guesses, slightly teasing. He doesn't remember much French at all (it wasn't like he had become fluent or anything, after all), but he remembers that term of endearment the French would say, because when he found out "chou" meant cabbage it had made him laugh for at least 5 minutes.]
But no way! Animals all listen to me. I'm a veritable animal whisperer. But I won't woo her away from you, I promise.
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Yeah, got her a month ago? ... Well, not exactly.
[Not a story he's willing to get into at the moment, and so he waves the origin story away for another time.]
Anyway, she's still pretty young and the fuckin bastards who designed this trip didn't give us a heads up of how long we'd be gone. It could be a couple of weeks for all I know.
Kinda be pissed if my cat died, so... yeah. Key's under the mat.
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[He croons, a spark of childish excitement coming through. He obviously never got to see his home back in France, so it was exciting to see Sanji's sense of home now.]
What's her name?
[He crops even harder, more excited for cat.]
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[Usopp's gonna be disappointed if he expects anything cool or exciting. Besides the fact Sanji's place is surprising immaculate for a bachelor pad, there's nothing of note in his opinion.]
Her name's Chou. Be ready, she'll probably bend you to her will in an hour.
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But that's all thoughts for later when he actually see his apartment.]
Mon petit chou, huh? [He guesses, slightly teasing. He doesn't remember much French at all (it wasn't like he had become fluent or anything, after all), but he remembers that term of endearment the French would say, because when he found out "chou" meant cabbage it had made him laugh for at least 5 minutes.]
But no way! Animals all listen to me. I'm a veritable animal whisperer. But I won't woo her away from you, I promise.
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[He almost sounds proud, except it's hard to hear that under all of his amusement. Of all the phrases to remember, makes sense it'd be that one.]
And sure, you say that shit now. But just wait until you try and feed her canned food.
[It's gonna get ugly in that apartment, is what he's saying.]
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[Obviously. He's been hanging on to a lot!!]
But that doesn't make sense, don't cats usually love the canned stuff?
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[They're in video, so Usopp will see the brief, smug look cross Sanji's features]
I normally make all her food, so hope you're not bad at cooking.
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Oh, you just buy those tubes of raw meat? Easy as pie.
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If she tries to murder you in your sleep, don't say I didn't warn your ass.
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