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[Hello, Luceti Residents.

Guess what? Someone turned Seventh Heaven inside out criminally early in the morning, meaning even the staff will be in for a surprise. There are tables and chairs grouped together in front of the restaurant, shielded from the sun by large umbrellas. That in itself is odd, but the real attention-grabber is how much food some of the tables are holding. Dinner platters, breakfast feasts, desserts, finger foods, and everything in-between - it's all right there, protected from bugs with see-through plastic covers. And right in front of this mouth-watering display is a sign:

Take What You Can Eat.

Really. There's even a stack of plates and silverware, along with some carry-home boxes in case anyone wants to shove their fridge full of leftovers. Dump the dirty plates in a bin off to the side; he ~~his workers~~ will get to it later. And should the gluttons of Luceti lay siege to the feast, no worries; Sanji's captain is Luffy, after all. He'll be replenishing the tables well into the afternoon, along with any other chefs who might be working that day.

Whether you see him inside the restaurant, bustling around the kitchen like a man possessed, or spot him outside restocking the food, everyone will find the Head Chef in a... really good mood for someone who took a few days off to recover from the trauma that is your AU self "dying". He's just all heart-filled smiles and affectionate ass-whooping, depending on your sex.

... Clearly he's gone mad. B|

And then later, journal announcement! Because why not:]

Oi, for anyone who didn't see -- [He turns his journal camera to the food display, sounding exceedingly pleased with himself.] Take what you can eat! There's plenty for everyone. If not, I'll have to make Luffy finish off the rest, and we wouldn't want that. [A-aha]

And for anyone who's interested, I'm looking for another waitress or two, maybe one more chef. [8D] Any help's appreciated, ladies~!

... And I suppose you other guys, too.

[It's a good day for some cookin;

So come at him, bros.]

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[... Maybe. 8Da

And while Miyabi is standing, struggling to gather up her bearings, Sanji steps out of the restaurant with a tray of food perfectly balanced in each hand. No surprise, it doesn't take him long to notice her.]

Miyabi-chan~!! [Huh, he sounds delighted to see her, too. If there's any apprehension on his end, he makes no show if its existence. All she's treated to is a wide, giddy smile] You hungry?

[Okay, what. Miyabi takes her eyes off the delectable fruit-chocolaty goodness and instead stops and stares at her brother. At first she kind of twitches at the sudden sound of his voice, but the name, emotion, and usual liveliness makes her calm considerably. Calm, but also tilt her head in confusion.

Um.]

Uhm--Sanji...? [You look ~~drunk~~ happy. Oddly happy.] Ah, I'm all right, I ate before I came, b-but...what is all this? Did you do it all by yourself?

[She knows you can, but the real question is why. Miyabi's also going to gently take one of those plates as well. You're not going to be doing all the work from here on, big brother.]

[Boo, she already ate. Sanji swallows some disappointment and the urge to take back the food, having to remind himself that she works her as much as he, and can handle a tray just fine.]

Yeah, this morning. [Woke up at fuck-o'clock in the morning and just. Started cooking]

And I've got a couple more dishes in the kitchen to finish up~!

[Ah...this is really weird. Honestly, Miyabi has no idea what is with Sanji, but she's at the very least glad he's happy and okay. That was a very dramatic experiment, and it changed them both, and their relationship. Having him act, speak, and treat her as if nothing had happened is...very strange, yes, but still a bit pleasant. It at least takes away some of the ache.

So maybe things can keep moving forward? If Sanji's all right then...]

I can help you with those if you want! Just let me put this down on the tables - I'll meet you in the kitchen! [And away she zips.]

[... Didn't give him a chance to reply, eh? That earns a soft laugh, a shake of the head, and then Sanji reorients his focus back on the tables, too. It won't take him long, and by the time he's done restocking there's already another group of people picking through his culinary creations. It brings a smile to his face.

His walk to the kitchen is slower than his departure, as he suspects Miyabi might find his behavior... strange. Or maybe she doesn't! Who knows? He just hopes he's doing right by her, letting this past week go rather than bring it into the light.]

[It is a little strange, definitely, since Miyabi was genuinely fearful of Sanji back then, and wants to at least apologize for saying how...rude he was (even if it was kinda true), but she's not sure if she's willing to break his happy mood that way either. So long as he's happy and not hiding anything...

She enters the kitchen a few minutes after Sanji does - busying herself with picking up the empty plates and platters, hauling them off toward the sink to be washed, dried, and possibly redecorated with different foods to be sent out later. After that's done though, she hesitates and finally approaches Sanji.

And hugs him. Tightly.]

...You're okay, right?

[We're okay?]

... Yeah, I am. [She's so short in comparison to him that he needs to bend down to return the hug, but he does it with a content smile on his face, just as tightly.]

Don't worry; how I feel about you isn't gonna change. [The Malnosso might screw with him on a weekly basis, twist his personality and existence up in some new universe, but when it all ends and normalcy settles back into Luceti, he still counts her as... well...]

[A smile] You're still my little imouto, neh?

[Mm, Sanji, you really do give the best hugs, even if you are a stork. She smiles visibly relieved by Sanji's words alone. Heh...imouto, hm? Yes, that's right. No matter what may be changed about them, in the end they'll always be family. Miyabi's eyes gloss and little and she presses her face into Sanji's clothes, smiling.]

And you'll always be my beloved big brother, Sanji-oniisan. [She takes a deep breath, and pulls away at last, wiping at her eyes, where little tears had formed.] Let me help you, what are you making?

[Better tears of relief than sadness, he decides, and smiles in his own relief before turning unabashedly cheerful again.] The better question might be "What are you not making?"

[Because the kitchen resembles a war-zone - a meticulously clean war-zone as Sanji had just finished giving the room a premature clean-up before the next big wave of food, but there are pots and pans and cooking utensils all over the counters, most filled with food ready to be cooked or cooling off before Sanji starts decorating them on plates.]

[Oh my go--Miyabi takes a look around with wide eyes and exhales sharply. Sanji, you are insane. Insane. But she's on duty today, so might as well get to it and start helping out. She ties her hair up into a bun instead of a ponytail and makes sure it'd tight. She's...probably going to be running around a lot.]

I hope everyone can eat all this... [Because if not, she'll take home quite a bit herself. I-It's too good to waste!] Okay, then what do you actually need help with? I can bring out a few plates for you, too - whatever's ready.

Trust me, Miyabi-chan, we won't have to worry about that. [He motions vaguely back to the entrance, where all the tables are set up] Once Luffy gets here, I'll be busy for another three shitty hours just keeping him fed.

[Her bringing out plates sounds like an excellent idea to him. In turn, he waves her over to another station, where food is waiting to be taken out. One of the first plates is a mini sandwich platter - cute little delicacies made with croissant bread Sanji had baked that morning]

I've got this one already finished. That and the tiny banana cakes.

Ah... [Oh, gods, how could she have forgotten about Luffy's sinister appetite? Sanji, you are a saint for keeping that boy fed all this time, truly. She picks up the plate easily with one hand (a practiced and mastered art!), and turns toward the exit.] But can you deal with Luffy and Ace? If they both show up, I think you might have your hands full, big brother. I can try helping you cook but...not anything they may think of eating.

[Stinking carnivor--BANANA CAKES. Omigods, they're adorable as well as delicious looking! So...s-so delicious looking... Can she...partake of one? Two? Several?]

Oh...those look so good...

Fire Fist will at least cut me some shitty slack if I need it. [No, it's not Ace Sanji's worried about - it's Luffy and Goku teaming up. The very thought of them sharing the same food table would bring a lesser chef to his knees.

But Sanji will not bow to them, not without a fight! He will cook to the bitter end. They'll have to pry the frying pan from his cold, dead fing-- oh look Miyabi is drooling over food.

So cute. 8D]

... Y'know, no one would be the wiser if you took a few. I'll be making more later anyway~!

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[Action] ...I am honestly banning you from food pics. 8|

[Action] /CAN'T BE TAMED 8|

[Action] /FLIPS THEN B|

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[Action] B| cheater.

[Action] B] /sunglasses

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[Action] - MARIE, YOU ARE THE DEVIL.

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