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[And this early evening, the journal will pick up the sound of one small British girl muttering to herself.]

Well, this is very rude. It didn't snow last autumn, you know. I think I ought to complain.

[Huff. Followed by a small ow, barely heard. And silence. Then finally:]

Oh!  [And the journal is picked up finally.  Because you, the townsfolk, should know the answer to this question.  Clearly.]  Did we get visited by aliens in the night? I think I've been experimented on. [Okay, that is totally the best thing ever.] I hope they looked like Elvis clones.

Has anyone seen my cat?

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I'd have grown a lot more if I didn't lose all those months, I bet. [Yet another grudge to hold. B| She's starting to slow down on the fish back to more delicate, well-mannered levels, holding out small pieces to Pumpkin as well.] Though I suppose it means I'll live even longer, now.

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[Katie, you are Pumpkin's new best friend. The cat eagerly sits near the chair, delicately nipping at any food that is offered to her.]

Well, if we ever see a Malnosso bastard, we can lodge an official complaint together. [Sanji, why are you encouraging small children into violence?]

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A complaint! I should start a petition. Do you think if I asked them for a job, they'd give me one? [These three sentences seem only loosely connected.]

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... A job to petition against them?

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[That's not what she meant, but the idea of this makes Katie giggle.] Maybe. It would be very silly of them, though.

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Guess you're right. Not that I'd call them smart either.

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Oh, I think they're terribly smart. Just not very scientific.

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What makes you say that?

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They like sticking angel wings on things. I used to do that when I was six.

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It's not really that creative, either. Especially when they could've stuck anything on our backs.

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I know! Like dramatic cloaks, or emergency food rations. Or advertising.

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[Oh he likes the idea of emergency food rations] That second one might be useful. You'd be surprised how many adults in this place shouldn't be allowed near a stove.

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Really? I didn't think you were allowed to be an adult until you could cook.

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'Fraid not. The only shitty life skill everyone is equipped with is eating. [Usually. He's sure there's someone out there who would love to prove him wrong]

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Do you know many who can't, then? [Who should she avoid. >>]

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More than I expected to... [He hums, and takes a seat across from her.]

For instance, don't let Brook cook for you. He spent all his creative genius on music.

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Really? What sort of things has he tried to cook?

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Soup for a sick crewmate of mine.

... I think he nearly killed Nami-san instead.

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[...eep.]

Perhaps he should have cooking lessons. {Said somewhat nervously. Don't worry, Sanji. She will never let Brook cook for her if she can help it.]

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He probably should... Or at least have me kicking him whenever he stops paying attention.

[He shakes his head] But my captain is much worse. [Distantly he notes how his examples of bad chefs originate from his crew. B| Aha]

Not sure how, but he ruins a perfectly good glass of orange juice.

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Doesn't anyone in your crew know how to cook except you?

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Oh, of course! Nami-san, Vivi-chan, Bellemere-san, Keimi-chan...



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[... Wow this pattern]

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[Oh, Katie's noticed it too.




Sort of.]

Perhaps you should call them Brook and Captain chan. [Perfectly straight face. Not trolling at all.] Do you think it might help?

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... Not to trample on your suggestion, Katie-chan, but Brook and Luffy are missing a few basic components to qualify for the -chan.

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[Blink. Blink. It takes a few moments, but then Katie's expression clears. Revelation.] Oh! So all the girls get a chan, then?