Vanity - Famous Last Stand
Title: Famous Last Stand.
Rating: PG ?
Word Count: 243
Pairing: ZoroSanji
Topic: Vanity
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This island, Zoro decided, had to be his own personal Hell. Nami insisted that they lay low, Chopper could pass for a pet, Luffy didn't care as long as he could wear his hat, Usop was out cold for some dumb reason and Robin was supremely uninterested. And Mr 'I-may-let-you-top-me-but-I'm-still-manlier-than-you', Zoro's last comrade against total disgrace, had been told by Nami that he looked good. He wasn't sure what pissed him off more: that Nami had actually thought that it would be enough to convince Sanji not to complain about the traditionnal and very frilly dress he was wearing, or that the idiot chef had proved her right.

The straw-hat crew was impervious to furious yelling, and they'd slowly backed him in a corner. This must be what walking the plank felt like, he thought, only in his opinion sharks were preferable to a piece of clothing that belonged on plump, middle-aged housewives. Then Luffy grinned, and with a sense of dread that Zoro had never experienced even against the strongest enemies, he suddenly knew he would lose this fight. But if this was going to be the Famous Last Stand of his male pride, he would not go down gracelessly.

'Fine,' he said, voice calm and eyes promising painful death to the heart-eyed moron. 'But I want a color that matches my hair.'