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[goldenglasses]

[Filtered to Sanji // 100% Unhackable... like... whoa.]

[Poor Vash. For as much as he talks about love and peace he’s quite shy and a dork when it comes to talking about his own feelings of love. So imagine the large pit in his stomach when he finds Aerith’s love letter thinking it’s from a certain Insurance Girl. Cue panicking.]

Sanji! You’re good with women aren’t you? This holiday thing… what do you… um. I mean what should I get… [A pitiful sigh on the brink of tears.] Help?

Edit: [There will be a candlelight salmon with apple glaze dinner waiting for you at home tonight Meryl. Don't worry - Sanji helped cook it.]

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[goldenglasses]

No. [Not that he doesn't have other clothes - just not a suit.]

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Alright, we'll skip that part. Meryl-chan probably likes you better in that coat.

With any luck you'll be able to pull this off. [he at least sounds optimistic]

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[goldenglasses]

[Head falls back to the table with a horribly nervous look. Does he really WANT this to get pulled off? And if Sanji is checking out the kitchen there is a very empty familiar looking empty bag that once had donuts in it. HE NEEDED THEM!]

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, Sanji can't help but notice]

... Glad to see you liked them.

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[goldenglasses]

Huh? [Too busy playing out how badly this might end to fully comprehend a slight subject change just yet. After a moment or two.] Oh... oh! Yeah thanks, I needed them.

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[oddly enough, it's this moment of nervousness that prompts Sanji to remove his glasses at last and give him a softer look]

Oi, it'll be fine, Vash. I really do think Meryl-chan likes you that way.

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[goldenglasses]

[He's quiet for a bit] M-maybe...? You think? [Peering at the letter. She did follow him despite his best attempts to drive her away. Not that he'll be saying that out loud.]

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sanji can't forget the look on Meryl's face when he told her Vash was dead.

He could be wrong, but intuition says that was not the look of someone who had just lost a close friend]

I'm sure.

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[goldenglasses]

[He'll make a small noise to say that he heard you, but now he might be even more nervous.]

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

... What about you?

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[goldenglasses]

Huh? [Sorry lost in thoughts. Try again.]

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Do you like her, Vash?

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[goldenglasses]

[Wrings his hands for a bit. Does he? Or is it just because she’s the first person to get to know him so well in so long. At last he answers softly.] I… I think so.

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Sanji looks pleased with the answer]

Then you'll be fine.

Just be yourself, Broom Head. That's the reason she likes you, after all.

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[goldenglasses]

Great! Myself! [Head meeting table now. As himself right now and he knows it, is a nervous dork.]

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[he just laughs at you now. Oh you fools in love]

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[goldenglasses]

[Wibble]

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[pats you on the shoulder]

Oi, be a man, Vash.

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[goldenglasses]

What? Men don't panic?

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

They don't usually panic this much when they find a girl likes them back.

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[goldenglasses]

[Pout]

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Sure you're not gonna have a shitty heart-attack from this?

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[goldenglasses]

No promises... [Sighs. Alright time to man up (at little)] How long does it take that fish to cook?

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[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Depends on the thickness of the fillets, if you're using an open or closed container...

But overall, no more than thirty minutes. Probably less.

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[goldenglasses]

[Standing up.] I guess this means I need to go to the store. [Pause] What kind of stuff do you need for the glaze thing? Apples?