Are you smarter than me?
Are you smarter than me? Those where the word he was going to use with his friend came over for their usual Tuesday battles on WoW and other electronic games, but today he actually went out and bought a board game, it caught his eye, and he set it down on the table with a smug grin. He knew he was smarter than a fifth grader because… well, he was himself. You don't be this handsome and girl attracting by being dumb.
A glance at the game, still wrapped up, until he nodded and walked over to make lunch for the two of them and a bunch of snacks his friend would love… and the cake, he couldn't forget the cake. A smile quickly bloomed on his face as he finished his smoke and set off to work for the day's events.
Though he was excited he also knew that it would be their last, this day, because his friend for the past twelve years was going to move away to another country because of the accident. A shiver rushed his spine sending the hair on his arms and neck to stand tall while he paled feeling the pain lace through his chest.
This would be the last time the two would see each other and it hurt as much as he would his friend faked strength in front of others except him. After all, he was the one who caused it… he was the one who made the other force to protect him.
"Stupid idiot." He cursed to himself after finishing the mixture for the cake, carrot because it was less sweet, and he quickly placed it upon the 9x12 pan and placed it in the preheated oven.
Time had sped by as he waited for the door to ring, the cake and food waiting on the table as it cooled to a more eatable temperature, and he sat in the front room watching the exact game he was going to play with the other today.
Ring Ring
He jumped up, surprised for a second as he had forgotten a bit about his friend liking to call at the door instead of knocking or the conventional tap taping of the door.
"Yeah, I'm opening it up." A chuckle came from the other end as his friend shifted a bit.
"Hey," was the first word that came from the green hairs mouth as he walked forward patting the others shoulder before wondering to the couch. "Okay? Aren't we playing today?"
It was his turn to laugh, "Of course we are, it's in the kitchen." The green haired just raised a brow as he traveled to the kitchen. He stood in the door way, the door opened by his hand, and quickly turned to look back at his friend.
"A board game?" all he received was a nod as the thin hands pushed on the green haired chest into the kitchen.
"Just deal with it for today, please, Zoro." At the mention of his name for the first time in a while with such a pathetic plea in it was all that Zoro needed to agree.
"So… mind me asking another question?" Zoro's friend nodded. "Are we considering this a date?"
Zoro dodged in time as the foot nearly smashed into his back as a, "Hell no." met him.
"Then why aren't we eating take out like usual, huh, Sanji?" Sanji paused before shrugging.
"I felt like cooking."
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