004↠ Action

[concasse]

[Sanji's at the bar probably with the rest of the village, holed up in a corner for a decidedly good portion of the evening/night, well after this mess. Catch him when he's depressingly sober, moderately drunk and pissed, or in the middle of destroying what's left of his kidneys.

He'll get home eventually. Somehow.]

Comments

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

What? No way, sorry Sanji, but I'm not into men, especially ugly ones. No, now that I know just how well you cook I'd ask for a year supply of donuts!

[Action]

[concasse]

Who are you calling ugly, dumbass? [That's the extent of the anger he can muster up at an obvious jab. Jeez, even his pissiness is subdued.]

But fine, I'll take that bet.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

Alright, what do you want if you win. Even if it is unlikely.

[Action]

[concasse]

Shave yourself bald.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

WHAT!?

[Action]

[concasse]

You heard me, Broom Head.

Put that mop of yours on the line.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

C-can't you just ask me to style it differently! You know go long haired for awhile or something!? [If only because he knows he doesn't look ugly with his hair long.]

[Action]

[concasse]

So a year's supply of donuts isn't worth it, huh...

Well, that's fine. [A shrug, and he leans forward on his stool] I don't blame ya.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

But- but- couldn't you at least picked something a little less harsh!?

[Action]

[concasse]

If you don't like it, pick another game.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

How about you just pick a different reward? I could do your dishes for a year!

[Action]

[concasse]

Why does it matter what the trade-off is, since you're so damn sure you're gonna win.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

What if you get Nami to fight your battles again for you or something!

[Action]

[concasse]

Nami-san wouldn't help me with this one.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

You could still cheat! Why do you want to see me bald anyway?

[Action]

[concasse]

How the hell am I gonna cheat with drinking? [He holds up his shot glass]

Look, I've already got a shitty head-start. Stop worrying. You'll probably win.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

Fine, fine. It's a deal then. Bartender! More shots over here! Lots more shots!

[Action]

[concasse]

[... Shit, he must be mad starting a drinking game with this idiot.

Whatever. The moment a shot slides in front of him, Sanji takes it, propping his head on his hand and lazily lifting the glass in Vash's direction]

Got a toast?

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

To love and peace!

[Action]

[concasse]

[Should've figured. He resists twitching at that second word and clinks his glass with Vash's]

Right. Love and peace. [Bottoms up]

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Clink!] To love and peace! [Vash goes ahead and easily tips that glass back.]

[Action]

[concasse]

[There's another down. He switches the empty glass out for the newest shot]

Don't go getting so drunk I have to drag your ass back home.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

Hey! At least we're not so far apart now if I have to carry you home! You're heavy! [Yes, he switched who's carrying who home on purpose.]

[Action]

[concasse]

I don't need you carrying me.

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

We'll see about that in a few more hours.