puppycrush2 | week three

[Scruffed by Josuke, Sanji stops his escape attempt when his mind finally catches up to him.]

No . . . You're right. [Swallowing down his dread, he steadies his arms, climbs onto his feet, and turns around to look at the mess he's created.] I still have to finish . . . Is it gone?

[There's a breathy quality to his voice as he glances around fretfully, fearful of happening upon something with so many legs again. But the salad and even the strawberry tops . . . He can't just abandon them uneaten!]

Still have to finish...?! Dude, don't eat the rest of that!

[ With Sanji back on his feet, Josuke goes about... well, fixing the situation. Thankfully he always carries a handkerchief on him, which he plucks from his jacket pocket. Unbeknownst to Sanji, Josuke's Stand goes ahead and touches all of what went awry in the kicking fiasco: the table, the salad, the container of strawberries, and even the caterpillar.

Everything slowly goes back into place... except for the one thing. The caterpillar seems to magnetically float over to Josuke's hand instead, landing in his palm atop the handkerchief. Otherwise... the table looks just like it did, sans one trespasser in the greens.

Josuke shivers, holding his hand far, far away from his body. With his other free hand, he's gonna make an executive decision and try to take the salad away, before Sanji potentially eats bug eggs and shit. ]

Gross... I told you it was going to be bad!

[Sanji pauses at what appears to be Josuke's power in the works. It's a truly handy ability that restores the food to its rightful place on the table and not on the floor, which is frankly a crime. He can't believe he did that.

Resolving to treat the salad and strawberries the way they deserve to be treated, he reaches for the former, only to be thwarted by Josuke. He grabs onto the other side of the container and shoots Josuke a challenging glare, uncaring of potential contaminants.]

Give it back. It's still food! I'm not going to waste it.

It had a bug in it! It could make you sick!

[ He protests, but he doesn't quite yet use his superior strength to yank the container away from him. It's pretty obvious why Sanji might have issues with wasting food, given the horrible time he spent not having any, and what sacrifices had to be made in its absence. So he can have sympathy for Sanji not wanting to throw away anything edible. At the same time, this salad is not edible by Josuke's standards... also, he is truly suffering because the longer they have this stand-off, the longer he has to hold this damn caterpillar. ]

I get where you're coming from, but I don't want your stomach to hurt later, man.

[The solution is simple: Josuke relinquishes the salad and takes care of the caterpillar. Sanji's hold on the container of salad is equally unyielding as he grits his teeth.]

I haven't been sick a day in my life, so you don't have to worry about that. I'm not letting you throw this away!

[Give him his damn salad back.]

[ Huffing, Josuke gives up, throwing up his hand after letting go of the stupid box. ]

Fine! Have it your way.

[ He personally thinks that's disgusting, but he's not about to throw hands with Sanji over it. Just because he can understand why Sanji acts this way doesn't mean he thinks it's particularly good for him.... he winces, even though he's the one that ceded the food. Aggravated and muttering, but walking off to release the caterpillar outside: ]

I wasn't trying to waste it, I'm just trying to think of you. Jeez...

[ He needs to defend himself!! ]

[Relief washes over Sanji, who reclaims his spot at the table with the salad in tow. He understands that Josuke is concerned, but there are some things he can't allow, because food will always take precedence. Having learned his lesson, he checks for surprise creepy-crawlies before digging back in with more gusto.

By the time Josuke returns, Sanji has finished off the last of the salad. He points at the strawberry tops.]

Welcome back. Say, are you going to eat those?

[Curiosity underlines his tone. As a favor to Josuke, Sanji will eat those for him if the former doesn't want them.]

[ When he plops back down in his chair heavily, it's done with a grimace. He hates touching bugs, but the poor thing didn't deserve to die just because it happened to crawl into a dumb salad. Still.... there goes my appetite for the rest of the day. ]

Huh? I've never tried eating them, really. I thought you weren't supposed to?

[ He can see where this is headed already, and he fixes Sanji with a questioning look, as if asking him to elaborate. ]

[Josuke is a stronger, kinder warrior than Sanji will ever be. The latter has already banished the caterpillar from his memory, lest he lose it.]

They're rich in vitamins and antioxidants with anti-inflammatory properties. You just have to make sure they've been thoroughly washed.

Oh... really? I thought it was just... I dunno, leaves.

[ He didn't know this, and he trusts Sanji to not lie about food to trick him into eating something. The strawberries did seem like they were fine... and cleaned well. And he took care to check if there were any more creepy crawlies when he fixed the table. ]

I guess I could try it, if you want me to.

What do you think a salad is?

[Granted, there's far more to a proper salad than just leaves. They're there, though, and people eat them.

Having said that, he wasn't expecting Josuke to make such a meaningful offer. Most guys will fight tooth and nail to refuse something once they've decided that they won't eat it. Sanji blinks, and that's all he shows of his surprise before he jerks his chin at the container of strawberries.]

It's best practice to finish your own food. Go ahead.

Leaves that are normal to eat, obviously.

[ He huffs, sourly, taking one of the strawberry tops for himself. To be honest, if Sanji weren't here, he probably wouldn't bother doing this. Only his knowledge and witnessed experience of Sanji's neurotic behavior regarding food gives him the will to even attempt it.

All that being said, he bites one of the strawberry tops in half with little fanfare; if it were the salad that had a bug in it, that'd be a different thing. He couldn't be paid enough to eat that. Ugh, stop thinking about it. He chews, slowly, not looking particularly disgusted or enthused. ]

It tastes... bitter, I guess?

[What are normal leaves?]

But not bad, right? They're good for you.

[The fact that Josuke makes the attempt puts Sanji in a better mood. It makes him want to try harder in order to return the favor, which opens up another can of worms . . . but that's for him to worry about, not Josuke.]

You can use them to make a variety of drinks. How do you feel about tea?

I like coffee more.

[ See, he's even eating the other half. It's not pleasant, but he can endure this much for the sake of Sanji's mental calmness. ]

In the morning, my mom will make it with cream and sugar.... [ At least talking about this is distracting him from the bitter after taste of the leaves, which he works his mouth a bit to try to rub away. ] Some teas are just way too bitter.

[The calyx is also bitter, he knows. Casually, he reaches over to snatch one of the remaining strawberry tops and pop it in his mouth.]

Well, I don't blame you for that. I prefer black tea, myself. [It's more malty than bitter.] There's nothing wrong with coffee, especially if it's served by your mom.

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