[open] all is lost again

[deviledlegs]

Who: Those who helped build the ice cellar (Sanji, Law, Rey, Scott, Lup) + anyone who wants to check it out
What: High-fiving over a job well done
Where: As close to Sanji's kitchen as possible while still being located in the permafrost
When: Backdated to the day after the planet switch
Warnings: None

Also: Feel free to write your own prompts mingle-style.


It hasn't been easy, and they haven't exactly been the most cohesive team. But the moment that last nail is hammered into the last support beam, Sanji grins whiter and brighter than he has in days. Their underground permafrost ice cellar is complete. That means they'll be able to store his previsions as well as whatever their illustrious hunters catch from now on.

There is still a food shortage. Connor is right. He can't feed everybody in this town for long. It's just not feasible. But a food shortage is better than a complete lack. These people will never have to experience his months on that god forsaken rock for themselves. Not while he's around to prevent it.

He wants to shout to the heavens about their victory. Instead, he raises his hand for a high five. "You all get your favorite food for dinner tonight!"

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[casualryder]

And Scott is in the same boat, more or less. He's far too used to being around his crew to the point where he misses them painfully, despite just getting to know them. But they were friendly faces in a galaxy full of things that wanted to kill him and politicians who hated him on principle. Even Lexi surprise stabbing him with a needle and telling him to eat his vegetables would be the most welcome thing right now. Needless to say, whenever Scott meets a friendly face he lights up like a Christmas tree.

"Hey, hey, isn't the stinkiest cheese the highest quality? That applies to my jokes. The harder they make you roll your eyes the better."

[deviledlegs]

"If my eyes are rolling into the back of my skull, I can't very well cook, can I?" he reasons dramatically, then moves to bop his fist atop Scott's head. "And I did promise you lot dinner, so if you're hungry, you'll damn well listen to your genius cook."

[casualryder]

Scott laughs lightly when his head is bopped, wincing exaggeratedly. His hands rise in a gesture of faux placation.

"Alright, alright — the last thing I want to do is cripple the genius cook with my awesome humor, you're right. I'll try to turn it off."

[deviledlegs]

"Yeah, you do that," Sanji insists, carrying this joke to its grave. Which, seeing as they're technically underground, is appropriate. A curt nod signals that he accepts Scott's efforts. "Like the world's shittiest joke-in-the-box."