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003↠ ACTION/VOICE -- Chibi free for all

[ooc note: Okay, here's the deal, folks. Rather than create two posts for chibi!Sanji and risk losing my tags (because it would happen, trust me), this is the only entry I'll put up. I'm going to leave it up to you what age Sanji will be when your character(s) run into him. I put out the scenarios, and you guys run with them. |D Don't be afraid to be creative, I don't mind. Just mention the age in the subject line. If you want more than one chance to tag, create another thread, and specify the new age. |D Easy, yes? Possible ages are 11 through 20. Possible dates are February 3 through the 12. I am fine with either voice or action, though if it's voiced, it'll be assumed your character contacted Sanji through the journals first.

Ladies who volunteered to be crushed on! The applicable ages for that are 14 and up. But of course, you can interact with a younger version of Sanji if you want.

And also, bear with me on the icon front. >> There are plenty pictures of Sanji as a child and an adult, but not much in-between. U-use your imagination? ;A;]

[Nights have been rough so far, with strange dreams lingering on after his eyes have opened. And it makes him feel... different, somehow, like his life has altered in leaps and bounds. Skills that weren't accessible before, come to him easily. There are recipes in his head that shouldn't be there. He almost wishes he could tell someone about them; maybe one of the crew, eventually. They're nice enough, and have been more than accommodating, taking him in like this.

These thoughts are heavy to carry, but he's still a young boy suddenly trapped in a weird town with weird things. His attention isn't meant to dwell on problems for long. The goal to find Zeff eventually lessens to a dull ache, and Sanji busies himself with exploration: this Seventh Heaven restaurant, for one, and maybe the grocery store. He visits the item shop on a the fickle whim of a curious child, and eventually finds his way to the forest. He won't run away, though. He promised himself he wouldn't try anymore.]

[And in just a few days, Sanji finds himself forced to leave adolescence behind. It's more than a little obvious that something isn't right. While the crew has probably mentioned the nature of experiments, all the explanations in the world aren't gonna make this any less awkward, as he speeds through growth spurts and into sore, lanky limbs. He's grumpy half the time, flustered as well... which seems to happen like clockwork, whenever a pretty girl is nearby. He spends the majority of these days as red as a tomato and resorting to petty insults if it will get people out of his hair. When it gets hard to control, he seeks solitude to practice stretching and single-sparring. Or perhaps Nami. She's going through the same thing, too.

House 6 and Seventh Heaven are still his main places of solace. He considers himself a worthy enough cook by now, though he will often yield to Yukito's directions. He's broadened his explorations, however; he heavily frequents the forestplains, and will use the teleporters to sneak off to the ocean, when he feels like it.]

[Given enough time, the strangest of circumstances stop being strange, and turn into a compromised status-quo. Sanji barely gives any attention to his nightly dreams now - they come and he changes, both mentally and physically. His temper is still hot as ever, but slowly being tempered by a knack for cunning and kindness. Even his initial anxiety around women has all but disappeared - he eagerly greets them now, with what the residents might note to be his usual enthusiasm. Still rough around the edges and prone to silliness (or hormone spikes), but that's Sanji for you.

He knows the entire village layout, and you can find him anywhere: item shop, grocery, clothing store, battle dome, forest, ocean... He finds a reason to visit them all because sometimes, it's easier walking blindly, even when you don't really have a place to go to.]

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[Yugo's already in the kitchen at this point, having climbed onto the counter to look through the cabinets for supplies. The electric commodities of these kitchens still mystify him, but he's been practicing and trying at it during the moments when the kitchen is vacated and he won't be bothering people.

Examination of the ingredients available give him a different idea: why not try to make hot chocolate? It's warm. It's comforting...and that monstrosity of a drink that Jigen got for him never quite left his imagination.

Yeah...he'll do that.]

[Funny that; the kitchen is the first place Sanji heads to, purely on instinct. It doesn't occur to him that someone else might be up, and so he freezes in place upon entering. Yugo's here.

... For the record, he doesn't actually dislike the other boy, their initial confrontation aside. But Sanji had planned to spend this night alone. He shuffles, caught between sneaking back out or striking up a conversation]

[The sound of footsteps caught his attention, and, still standing on the counter, pauses with a box of cocoa powder in his hands and looks over his shoulder. Though he's trying to be helpful, he's still a little wary--their encounter earlier that week had made him want to tread carefully for the near future.

He smiles regardless. Maybe they can start over?]

Hi. I'm making cocoa, do you want some?

... Sure. [Cocoa sounds nice, actually. he doesn't return the smile, but he does step in closer, arms folded over each other for warmth]

Why are you up? [It's his attempt at conversation, though it's tinged with awkward around the edges]

Can't sleep. [It was the truth--he couldn't. He jumps down from the counter easily, and pads across to the refrigerator to get the milk, still somewhat in awe over the concept of iceboxes that keep themselves cold.] I was thinking about getting a cup of hot milk, but then I remembered that there was cocoa too.

Why are you up?

Can't sleep either. [Now that earns a cracked grin, if only for the painful understatement that is his reply.]

... Guess I'm still not used to sleeping on land. [It's fairly different, he's noticed. No soft lullaby from the waves, rocking you to sleep. Everything here is so.. stationary. He gives a soft sigh at that.]

You too, huh? [That was a familiar refrain for him.] I'm used to sleeping around people--travelling on the road makes you get used to sharing rooms. Papa also owns an inn...sleeping with all of this quiet is strange for me.

[The newly turned teen nods in understanding]

Yeah, I worked on a floating restaurant... not exactly like an inn, but it's always loud. There's usually some shithead snoring, or a fight breaks out... [And then there are other memories, ones that shouldn't be there. The area around his eyes tightens]

This place isn't so bad, though. [Despite himself, he feels the need to stand up for his house mates] It's only quiet when everyone's asleep.

[He nods, understanding this.] It was the same at the inn, though Papa wouldn't let people who fought stay for very long. We were the only inn on a long stretch of road, and we didn't need people ruining our name.

[He tips his head, a little chagrinned by the mild admonishment, and smiles.] Yeah, the people here do know how to have fun. But, I was talking about the night, that's all. I don't mind it here, really.

[No matter his age or the state of his memories, nakama are nakama. Sanji can't help but be protective. So he takes the last part with a satisfied nod, and his expression loosens. Since he's gonna chat with the other boy, he might as well take up a seat]

How long have you been here again? [He takes up residence in one of the chairs.]

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[Seeing the mini!chef getting comfortable, Yugo realizes that he doesn't have to worry much and continues his work. Hot cocoa. For two. Let's see if he remembers how to work the electric stove now.

He pulls out a pot, pours the milk, and sets it onto the stove.]

A little over a week. [he studies the dials and labels on the machine.] It was confusing, and I couldn't find Az at first, but everything worked out.

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Oh, Az. [Sanji is fond of the bird, if Yugo couldn't tell. The little guy made an impression on him]

How long have you two been together? Before Luceti, I mean? [The two strike him as nakama]

[Yugo could tell. Az has a habit of doing that to people, regardless of location or age. He finds the right dial and sets the milk to warm at a low setting, so it wouldn't burn, and turns around to face Sanji.]

We've been together since before I can remember. [His Papa said that Az was there in the basket with him when he arrived under that tree, placed there by the dragon Grougaloragran specifically for the man to see. Yugo didn't know the extent of what else Grougal' may have done.]

So he's like your little brother. [Sorta. The comparison Sanji finds endearing, if nothing else, and his grins unabashedly]

[Yugo grins back; that was a pretty good description!]

Yeah, he is. Then again, all of my travelling friends are like family now. We've even given ourselves a name: The Brotherhood of Tofu!

. . .

You named yourselves after bean curd? [He means, Yugo and his friends can do what they want, but that sounds even lamer than the Straw Hats.]

[Déjà vu. This was a familiar conversation.]

Az, my bird? We call his kind of bird tofu in my world. Is tofu really bean curd to you? That doesn't sound tasty!

[Ffff Sanji starts to snicker]

Oh, I get it! And tofu by itself doesn't have much taste, but it retains the flavor of whatever you cook with it pretty damn well.

[Yugo blinks, surprised that Sanji understood it the first time he explained it. It was very different than Naruto's reaction, which was to laugh and insist that Yugo was wrong.]

You'll need to show me your tofu then, because we don't have anything like that where I'm from.

Sure, I don't mind.

Do you cook? Maybe we can trade.

[Déjà vu again. Yugo has to stop himself from saying that he already has a small stack copied out for Sanji, and has already done a small recipe exchange with another person in town. It was strange, how many people liked to cook around the village.]

I helped Papa out in the kitchens of our inn back home, and I did work with a baker who won competitions with participants from different kingdoms, so I guess I'm pretty good.

We can definitely exchange recipes sometime!

Alright! [The blonde nods with some excitement. Few things elevate his spirits like cooking]

And that's pretty cool. [he inclines his head subtly] Does this mean you wanna be a cook when you get older?

I'm not sure. It's just something I do. But, my friends and I have done lots of cool things already, so I'm thinking that maybe I'll wait and see what happens when I actually am older.

[He pauses thoughtfully.] I wouldn't mind cooking for a living, though.

[He gives a small nod to that]

I guess I'm so used to the idea of cooking, I dunno what else I'd do. [You often pick your career choice at an early age in his world]

... What else would you wanna do?

I...I don't know. I--

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