Appointments

[sailedfirst]

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[sailedfirst]

[You won't, but there's a clue: the rest of the bed's still very much a mess, and only your Pop's coat is folded neatly, with creases carefully smoothed out. Anyways!

He'll just stare with open wonder at the glorious sight of a full breakfast before beaming up at you.] Morning! Yeah, I did but waking up's so much better when you're greeted with a sight like this! [Then he frowns slightly.] Sorry I didn't get to help out.

[hiken_ace]

[You are definitely getting thanks for that later on. He smiles down at his brother, and snaps his fingers.] Actually, you can! How do you want your eggs? Scrambled, sunny side up, or an omelette?

[sailedfirst]

Sunny side up! [And his face is indeed lighting up like a tiny chip-toothed sun.] Let me do it, Ace. You've done enough already!

[hiken_ace]

Sure. [He'll just get out of your way, hand you the eggs, and let you cook~.] Want milk, juice, or water?

[sailedfirst]

Juice, please! [And he'll cook like a pro (not really, but close enough for a kid who's more used to simply roasting stuff on a stick in an open fire) and deliver some neatly shaped sunny side up a minute later. It's not just fighting he's working at, you know.] How'd you like yours?

[hiken_ace]

You got it. [He'll pull out the orange juice for the two of them. And hey, that was pretty good, Sabo. Ace is impressed!] I'll have 'em scrambled.

[sailedfirst]

[And he's joining you on the table the next minute or two with a huge serving of scrambled eggs.] I hope Marco won't think badly of us for having this many eggs. [Because, you know, eggs are baby chickens.]

[hiken_ace]

[Don't forget all the other food you've got, Sabo. And Ace just shakes his head.] So long as we don't eat them in front of him, or make him eat them.

[sailedfirst]

Oh, okay. Still, we better keep this a secret. Don't wanna make 'im feel bad for 'em. [How could he forget? He's already chomping down on everything he can get his hands on. And he's very happy to do so.] OOHHH! This pancake's good stuff, Ace!

[hiken_ace]

... yeah, that would probably be a good idea. [That compliment brightens Ace's face by a million watts] You really like 'em?!

[sailedfirst]

Tchure toh! [Just look at the way he's carefully chewing through chipmunk cheeks just so he wouldn't spill a single crumb. And then he's swallowing, drinking his juice and laughing in delight.] They're the best pancakes I've ever had!

[hiken_ace]

[He grins happily at him, obviously pleased that Sabo's satisfied with breakfast. He devours his own breakfast quickly, too.] I'm really glad you like 'em!

[sailedfirst]

[And he's moving from the pancakes, to the bacon and eggs, to the cereal and the fruits in them, and finishing by draining his glass of juice to its last drop. With that done, he leans back on his chair with a very satisfied sigh.] Ahhh~ that was really good...

[hiken_ace]

[It's like being back at Dadan's place, except they're not as messy. Guess it helps that it's just the two of them eating. Before long, all of the food is gone, and Ace pats his belly.] See? Told you I can cook.

[sailedfirst]

[It also helps they have to clean after themselves now. Which is a lot easier without dealing with broken plates and scattered food at every meal.

Sabo laughs --interrupted by a loud burp-- and gives Ace a thumbs up.] And you're pretty great at it. I'm impressed!

[hiken_ace]

[Yeah. And about half as many plates.

He grins back at him with a thumbs up.] Well, I'm glad you like it. Because you're gonna have to help with dishes, too.

[sailedfirst]

Sounds like a fair deal. [And you know what, he's gonna start those now. But not before approaching you first and giving you a quick hug because he knows now how much you like them.] Thanks for the meal, Ace!

[hiken_ace]

[dkgndfjkgr broooo ;; Yes, hugs are good, and he'll hug you back with a chuckle.] Anytime, bro. Now come on, let's get this stuff clean.

[He was going to say "so Marco doesn't yell at us" but... yeah. He turns on the water, and grabs the soap and sponge.] I'll wash, you dry?

[sailedfirst]

[Yeah, he heard that missing part. And it's a plain reminder that this isn't their usual morning at all. But... yep, not touching that. He just takes the dish drying towel in hand and grins.] Bring it!

[hiken_ace]

[Yeah, let's try not to think about that. He starts with some pans, scrubbing them well and then rinsing them off. After they're clean, he'll hand them to Sabo.]

[sailedfirst]

[Wipe, wipe, wipe and tah-dah dry pans! But he has to stand on a chair to reach the pan hanging rack; tsk, being tiny sucks. And because he can be a chatterbox when he feels like it, he starts to fill the quiet.]

Oh hey, you know. I met a girl from our world and she's a pirate too. We traded stories one night and we kinda became friends somewhat after that. Seemed like she misses the sea real badly, so I took her to go sailing in your-- er. [Oops. Should've started with that first.] a-ahaha, you don't mind me borrowing your skiff, do you?

[hiken_ace]

[Aaaand moving on to the plates! And yay, chatterbox Sabo.]

Really? Who was it? [And a girl? That kinda narrows it down. But teasing bro time!] A girl, huh?

[sailedfirst]

[Looking over with a confused frown.] Her name's Perona. And yeah, she's a girl. [Yep, bro might be too young to get it. At first.]

[hiken_ace]

[ALMOST DROPPING THE PLATE BECAUSE HOLY FUCK, PERONA!?!?] W-Wait, you mean the ghost girl?

[UGH, WHY DID SHE HAVE TO GO OUT ON HIS SKIFF.] She's ah... she's all right, I suppose. Got some kind of a grudge against Luffy's crew, so I'm a little wary of her.

[sailedfirst]

[And it's his turn to gape. But no almost dropping of plates, luckily since he hasn't got one yet. ] W-what? What do you mean, grudge against...?

[Are you telling him one of the few friends he got here is an enemy? ;;]