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[Action, January 13th] 1/2
The fuck does that even mean?
He nods swiftly only because it's clear this is important to her, and a lack of comprehension won't snuff out his inclination to keep Perona happy. Not lift a finger. Right. He can... do that. Sit still and let her do the work. That's not going against his nature if it's a request!]
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[Action, January 13th]
[8D;; Defensively holding a plate in front of his chest, just in case that question unleashes an unholy amount of rage]
[Action, January 13th] - 1/3
[Action, January 13th] - 2/3
[Action, January 13th]
No more dishes for you, chef, you're getting a time out.]
[Action, January 13th]
;; Fine, he didn't want to do your shitty dishes anyway. Except he did. And now he can't. Weh.]
[Action, January 13th]
SCRUB SCRUB.]
Insufferable man...you're as bad as that vegetable sometimes. [OH, BURN.]
[Action, January 13th]
As bad as the shithead?! [He visibly balks, then tucks his legs close to his body, pouting in an upright fetal position. Insult his pride, insult his cooking, but comparing him to Zoro?
That is below the belt. ;A; HE MISJUDGED YOU, LIGHT OF HIS LIFE.] Perona-chan, no one's as bad as him!
[Action, January 13th]
Mmhhn...yes, you are right. No one could possibly be as bad at him. And you are much, much cuter. You're just troublesome sometimes, too. [Putting away the now clean and dry dishes, she leans against her countertop with her arms crossed, a smirk on her lips.] But it's fun having you around! So thank you for coming here, Mr. Cook, I enjoyed myself.
[Action, January 13th]
Awaaaaah, it's so good to hear that Perona-chwan's enjoyed me~! [Er, that's... not exactly what she said, chef]
Does this mean I have permission to come by again~?
[Action, January 13th]
Mmm... [She hums thoughtfully, pushing her hair behind her shoulders and taking her time to answer, just to make him sweat a little.] I suppose that would be nice. You can come over whenever you like, Mr. Cook.
[Action, January 13th]
Still, cue a moment of relief when he's granted permission. He sets his feet back on the floor, leans against the table his chin propped against one of his hands, and favors the woman with a wide, honest smile.]
Well then, I'll look forward to it.
[Action, January 13th]
...Especially not when he looks like that. UGH. Nearly choking, the poor woman turns around and covers her mouth with both her hands to quiet her giggles and...well, she's doing a wonderful impression of Sanji himself, wiggling like a jellyfish. That smile! That smile is adorable! He's so cuuute! Too cute! Ugh! She can't handle it!]