Through the good graces of our girl Nami, she let you have one of her precious tangerines, but you don’t want to peel it so instead you go to bug one of your crewmate’s.
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Luffy:
“Hey Luffy, can you-“
“Oh thanks, a snack!”
He eats it whole, right out of your hand
You: 😦
“Did you want something?”
Zoro:
Already grumpy that you woke him up from a nap but begrudgingly agrees, holding out his hand
The dumbass tries to split it in two with his bare hands
Gets the juice in his good eye
RIP
Sanji:
(If you identify as a woman)
As if you have to even ask this man
He snatches the fruit out of your hand the second you walk into the kitchen
Peels and plates it fancy, like a rose.
And he makes a tea out of the orange peels (we love a zero waste ship-household)
(If you identify as a man)
“Peel it your damn self.”
Damn
Usopp:
Agrees to peel it for you but now you have to listen to one of his made up stories.
“You know, this reminds me of the time I single handedly saved a city from a vicious orange-a-saurus! What, you’ve never heard of it? Well it’s a savage beast, three times the size of the sunny with razor sharp-“
You get the picture
Chopper:
Agrees to peel it for you, but he can’t quite get it with his hooves
You end up peeling it and sharing the fruit together
Franky:
He makes a little robot to peel the orange for you
Dubs it the “Franky peeler-nator 500”
he and the little robot strike a cool pose
Brook:
He happily agrees to peel it for you
He’ll tell you a story about his old crew and Laboon
“Oh my, this orange juice sure feels sticky! Or it would if I had any skin! Yohoho!
Now, may I see your panties-“
Jinbe:
Of course he’ll peel it for you
He’ll hand each slice to you one at a time as he steers the ship
Kind of like a dad and his kid
Killer:
Agrees, but he’ll slice it instead of peeling it
Still plates it nicely for you
Kid:
You’re better off asking killer but if you’re that determined-
“What are ya’? A fucking baby?”
Does it after some convincing, but he’ll loudly complain about getting it under his nails
Law:
“No.”
Slams the door in your face
You walk away dejectedly but you hear his office door open again and Law heavily sigh, motioning for you to come back so he can peel it for you