Chopper fic for Cheetahgurl
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dethoratsTitle: Madonna (omg bad pun!)
Rating: PG
Pairing: See What You Will
Word Count: 639
If it had been biologically possible, Chopper knew he’d be blushing, a full body flush all the way from the tips of his antlers to the bottom of his cloven feet. As it was, he was feeling impossibly hot inside his own fur despite the pleasantly cool breeze blowing over him. Sure he’d gone about this way before. Heck, all of his ancestors had and all of his relatives and, well, pretty much the entire animal kingdom. Still, there was something distinctly uncomfortable about standing with all four hooves on the deck and not wearing his usual pair of red shorts.
When Usopp had asked him to pose, Chopper hadn’t quite realized what he was getting himself into. He’d seen Luffy do it already, the captain lounging like always on the figure head, body stretched out and wrapped around it like a favorite pillow. The fact that Luffy was completely naked wasn’t all that unusual. One time he had heard Nami call Luffy clothing impaired. Apparently that was why the straw-hatted teenager ran around half-clothed or totally unclothed more often than not. Zoro must have had the same affliction, because Chopper rarely saw him wear a shirt. When it got really hot, he knew, Zoro took the night watch and just sat up on the edge of the crow’s nest without anything on besides the bandanna tied around his arm. Usopp had apparently gotten to him too. There was a nicely done black and white portrait of Zoro napping, sprawled out on the couch with one hand trailing on the floor and the other behind his head.
That should have clued him in, but Chopper was still unsure of what a lot of human terms meant. So Usopp asking him to stand for a nude portrait had only made him think that the resident sharpshooter cum artist wanted to paint him in that color. After all, doctorine had always talked about her nude pantyhose and how much she hated wearing them. They were a much lighter shade than his fur, and he wondered why Usopp would want to paint him that color, but it had seemed safe enough.
And then he’d found out what Usopp REALLY meant. So there he was, in his original form, completely bare, brisk wind ruffling his fur and playfully blowing around certain parts of his anatomy that he normally kept hidden, standing as still as possible and wishing that reindeer could blush so that he didn’t feel like his skin was shrinking in on him instead. Usopp was working quickly, looking up from his pad every so often to check an angle or whatever it was artists did while they were drawing. Despite Usopp’s apparent speed, the pace seemed dreadfully slow to Chopper, and he had to fight the instincts that were telling him to run away, to hide down beneath the deck or lock himself in the bathroom.
While he was standing there, trying very hard not to fidget, Robin wandered by. She paused behind Usopp, studying the drawing and then the subject. Chopper watched as that slow, sphinx-like smile unfurled on her face and puzzled over just what it meant.
“Very nice work. You’ve captured the doctor very well. All of his assets, from his antlers down to the splay of his hooves. I’ve seen the others in this series as well. If you want, I’ll be the next model.”
Chopper wasn’t sure just which part of her statement had done it, but Usopp started stammering something about this being a male-only set, red-faced, and the reindeer had taken the opportunity to try and sneak away. Unfortunately both humans had noticed, and Usopp had squawked out something about needing to finish the fine details while Robin practically smirked behind him and Chopper was forced to be a naked model for another hour.
A/N: Other than the ending, which died because I ran out of time before checkouts started, I have amused myself. Hopefully I've succeeded in amusing others as well.
Rating: PG
Pairing: See What You Will
Word Count: 639
If it had been biologically possible, Chopper knew he’d be blushing, a full body flush all the way from the tips of his antlers to the bottom of his cloven feet. As it was, he was feeling impossibly hot inside his own fur despite the pleasantly cool breeze blowing over him. Sure he’d gone about this way before. Heck, all of his ancestors had and all of his relatives and, well, pretty much the entire animal kingdom. Still, there was something distinctly uncomfortable about standing with all four hooves on the deck and not wearing his usual pair of red shorts.
When Usopp had asked him to pose, Chopper hadn’t quite realized what he was getting himself into. He’d seen Luffy do it already, the captain lounging like always on the figure head, body stretched out and wrapped around it like a favorite pillow. The fact that Luffy was completely naked wasn’t all that unusual. One time he had heard Nami call Luffy clothing impaired. Apparently that was why the straw-hatted teenager ran around half-clothed or totally unclothed more often than not. Zoro must have had the same affliction, because Chopper rarely saw him wear a shirt. When it got really hot, he knew, Zoro took the night watch and just sat up on the edge of the crow’s nest without anything on besides the bandanna tied around his arm. Usopp had apparently gotten to him too. There was a nicely done black and white portrait of Zoro napping, sprawled out on the couch with one hand trailing on the floor and the other behind his head.
That should have clued him in, but Chopper was still unsure of what a lot of human terms meant. So Usopp asking him to stand for a nude portrait had only made him think that the resident sharpshooter cum artist wanted to paint him in that color. After all, doctorine had always talked about her nude pantyhose and how much she hated wearing them. They were a much lighter shade than his fur, and he wondered why Usopp would want to paint him that color, but it had seemed safe enough.
And then he’d found out what Usopp REALLY meant. So there he was, in his original form, completely bare, brisk wind ruffling his fur and playfully blowing around certain parts of his anatomy that he normally kept hidden, standing as still as possible and wishing that reindeer could blush so that he didn’t feel like his skin was shrinking in on him instead. Usopp was working quickly, looking up from his pad every so often to check an angle or whatever it was artists did while they were drawing. Despite Usopp’s apparent speed, the pace seemed dreadfully slow to Chopper, and he had to fight the instincts that were telling him to run away, to hide down beneath the deck or lock himself in the bathroom.
While he was standing there, trying very hard not to fidget, Robin wandered by. She paused behind Usopp, studying the drawing and then the subject. Chopper watched as that slow, sphinx-like smile unfurled on her face and puzzled over just what it meant.
“Very nice work. You’ve captured the doctor very well. All of his assets, from his antlers down to the splay of his hooves. I’ve seen the others in this series as well. If you want, I’ll be the next model.”
Chopper wasn’t sure just which part of her statement had done it, but Usopp started stammering something about this being a male-only set, red-faced, and the reindeer had taken the opportunity to try and sneak away. Unfortunately both humans had noticed, and Usopp had squawked out something about needing to finish the fine details while Robin practically smirked behind him and Chopper was forced to be a naked model for another hour.
A/N: Other than the ending, which died because I ran out of time before checkouts started, I have amused myself. Hopefully I've succeeded in amusing others as well.
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Date: 2005-07-29 01:06 am (UTC)Glad you liked it!
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Date: 2005-07-28 05:24 pm (UTC)Since Usopp doesn't do women, his next project should be a group portrait.
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Date: 2005-07-29 01:07 am (UTC)Hello
Date: 2005-07-29 03:05 am (UTC)Re: Hello
Date: 2005-07-29 03:44 am (UTC)Re: Hello
Date: 2005-07-29 04:26 am (UTC)KKM #46 is up! YES!!! I'm saving it for tomorrow. Beautiful, beautiful Konrad *le swoon*
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Date: 2005-07-29 10:35 am (UTC)