Drabble for Brian
Dec. 10th, 2005 01:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dethoratsTitle: White Christmas
Rating: G
Pairing: Slight NaChoRo
Word Count: 915
Note: Furry. If you don't like Chopper relationships, don't read.
As the month of December made its way towards its inevitable end, bringing with it the closure for the entire year, a certain member of the Straw Hat pirates was clearly becoming more unusual than normal. Chopper, for all that the crew was accustomed to his strange habits of accepting praise with an accompaniment of foul language and his unflinching belief in every single word that left Usopp’s mouth (something not even Luffy was guilty of), had been a yo-yoing bundle of fur and emotions. It had, his human nakama reasoned when Nami finally called an emergency meeting to discuss his behavior while he was down taking a cold shower, something to do with their present heading. Chopper had survived Alabasta just fine, even the scorching desert sands thanks to Zoro’s willing – if grouchy – carrying of his overheated form. But that had been all the way back in March. And now it was December and the young doctor was away from home and it was almost Christmas – and, as Robin mentioned with a hint of a smile, his birthday – and he’d never NOT had a white holiday before.
Unfortunately there wasn’t a hint of snow in sight. Their current heading, as Nami studied it, had them traveling through a series of Summer islands. And even though it was December, winter on a Summer island meant gentle breezes that carried warmth and the scent of flowers, not icy winds and a hint of wood smoke or coming frozen precipitation. Aside from the matter of the weather, there was the additional concern of both Chopper’s birthday and Christmas. It was, Luffy and Usopp decided after a good bit of debate, both an auspicious and a particularly crappy birthday. After all, what was to stop people from only getting Chopper one present and saying it was for both his birthday and Christmas? Or, if they were kind enough to get two, maybe they’d only spend half as much money! Then again, it would be impossible NOT to get a present around your birthday, so at least Chopper had that much going for him. After a round of talk, it was decided that Chopper HAD to have a birthday. It wouldn’t be right for him to have watched the rest of them get to celebrate their birthdays and not get a unique celebration of his very own.
Of course, this meant that Chopper had to get double presents as well, and that caused some complications. It would be possible, the boys decided dubiously, just to get Chopper similar items. After all, he was a doctor. Would he dislike getting a mortar on his birthday and a pestle for Christmas? Or would two different medical books or kinds of herbs be inappropriate or less appreciated? It seemed, as Luffy finally decided, that he should get fun stuff too! Nami smacked him upside the head at that remark, saying that the little reindeer could ALWAYS get fun items. No one was obligated to get him medical-related gifts; that was just the most obvious answer to the question of what to buy him. But what DID one get a sixteen-year-old reindeer that would soon be seventeen? What did qualify as fun for the furry doctor? And how could they overcome the biggest obstacle, the lack of snow?
The small gang of conspirators was eventually forced to break up their meeting as Chopper wandered in, fur fluffed in all directions as a result of being damp and the local air being quite humid. That night, as Nami lay in her bed, warmth emanating from the ball of fur in question – Chopper had taken to sleeping in human form lately; though he had more bulk, the lesser amount of fur made all of them more comfortable – she happened to glance at her desk. Maps were strewn about, as always, and one particular one caught her eye. In the glimmer of moonlight, she caught sight of the title on one of the charts she’d recently acquired. The Alabaster Path, it said, and the name made her blink. For a second she flashed back to blue tresses and dunes that glittered like diamonds at night, cuddled with another soft and curvy body for warmth. But Alabasta was not Alabaster. The name implied white cliffs or sands and Nami was struck with an idea.
Gracefully easing from the bed, she settled in her chair and began to study the map. It was, she decided, entirely possible as long as their tail wind didn’t decide to disappear. And when she slipped back into bed, one slender arm reached across the lightly snoring doctor to clasp her own. She’d missed Robin’s eye on the wall, but it was no surprise to realize the older woman had been awake. The navigator was glad that the archaeologist agreed with her plan. She was pretty sure the rest of the crew would as well. Soon enough they could put ashore just outside of the so-named Alabaster Path islands. Then it would only be a matter of keeping Chopper distracted for a few days, something Usopp, Luffy, or even Zoro could easily accomplish, while they went off in small groups to transform the beaches into a landscape the reindeer doctor would recognize and love. And then he could have the best of both, Nami decided as she tucked her head up into the warm, soft space formed by a massive neck and shoulder; a white Christmas and wonderfully pleasant weather for his birthday.
Rating: G
Pairing: Slight NaChoRo
Word Count: 915
Note: Furry. If you don't like Chopper relationships, don't read.
As the month of December made its way towards its inevitable end, bringing with it the closure for the entire year, a certain member of the Straw Hat pirates was clearly becoming more unusual than normal. Chopper, for all that the crew was accustomed to his strange habits of accepting praise with an accompaniment of foul language and his unflinching belief in every single word that left Usopp’s mouth (something not even Luffy was guilty of), had been a yo-yoing bundle of fur and emotions. It had, his human nakama reasoned when Nami finally called an emergency meeting to discuss his behavior while he was down taking a cold shower, something to do with their present heading. Chopper had survived Alabasta just fine, even the scorching desert sands thanks to Zoro’s willing – if grouchy – carrying of his overheated form. But that had been all the way back in March. And now it was December and the young doctor was away from home and it was almost Christmas – and, as Robin mentioned with a hint of a smile, his birthday – and he’d never NOT had a white holiday before.
Unfortunately there wasn’t a hint of snow in sight. Their current heading, as Nami studied it, had them traveling through a series of Summer islands. And even though it was December, winter on a Summer island meant gentle breezes that carried warmth and the scent of flowers, not icy winds and a hint of wood smoke or coming frozen precipitation. Aside from the matter of the weather, there was the additional concern of both Chopper’s birthday and Christmas. It was, Luffy and Usopp decided after a good bit of debate, both an auspicious and a particularly crappy birthday. After all, what was to stop people from only getting Chopper one present and saying it was for both his birthday and Christmas? Or, if they were kind enough to get two, maybe they’d only spend half as much money! Then again, it would be impossible NOT to get a present around your birthday, so at least Chopper had that much going for him. After a round of talk, it was decided that Chopper HAD to have a birthday. It wouldn’t be right for him to have watched the rest of them get to celebrate their birthdays and not get a unique celebration of his very own.
Of course, this meant that Chopper had to get double presents as well, and that caused some complications. It would be possible, the boys decided dubiously, just to get Chopper similar items. After all, he was a doctor. Would he dislike getting a mortar on his birthday and a pestle for Christmas? Or would two different medical books or kinds of herbs be inappropriate or less appreciated? It seemed, as Luffy finally decided, that he should get fun stuff too! Nami smacked him upside the head at that remark, saying that the little reindeer could ALWAYS get fun items. No one was obligated to get him medical-related gifts; that was just the most obvious answer to the question of what to buy him. But what DID one get a sixteen-year-old reindeer that would soon be seventeen? What did qualify as fun for the furry doctor? And how could they overcome the biggest obstacle, the lack of snow?
The small gang of conspirators was eventually forced to break up their meeting as Chopper wandered in, fur fluffed in all directions as a result of being damp and the local air being quite humid. That night, as Nami lay in her bed, warmth emanating from the ball of fur in question – Chopper had taken to sleeping in human form lately; though he had more bulk, the lesser amount of fur made all of them more comfortable – she happened to glance at her desk. Maps were strewn about, as always, and one particular one caught her eye. In the glimmer of moonlight, she caught sight of the title on one of the charts she’d recently acquired. The Alabaster Path, it said, and the name made her blink. For a second she flashed back to blue tresses and dunes that glittered like diamonds at night, cuddled with another soft and curvy body for warmth. But Alabasta was not Alabaster. The name implied white cliffs or sands and Nami was struck with an idea.
Gracefully easing from the bed, she settled in her chair and began to study the map. It was, she decided, entirely possible as long as their tail wind didn’t decide to disappear. And when she slipped back into bed, one slender arm reached across the lightly snoring doctor to clasp her own. She’d missed Robin’s eye on the wall, but it was no surprise to realize the older woman had been awake. The navigator was glad that the archaeologist agreed with her plan. She was pretty sure the rest of the crew would as well. Soon enough they could put ashore just outside of the so-named Alabaster Path islands. Then it would only be a matter of keeping Chopper distracted for a few days, something Usopp, Luffy, or even Zoro could easily accomplish, while they went off in small groups to transform the beaches into a landscape the reindeer doctor would recognize and love. And then he could have the best of both, Nami decided as she tucked her head up into the warm, soft space formed by a massive neck and shoulder; a white Christmas and wonderfully pleasant weather for his birthday.
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Date: 2005-12-10 07:26 pm (UTC)If you have any particular pictures of NaChoRo I'd be happy to mess around with them..for iconage! Need something new to do/play with hehe
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Date: 2005-12-14 03:03 am (UTC)he’d never NOT had a white holiday before. I can't imagine not having snow on Christmas.
It was, Luffy and Usopp decided after a good bit of debate, both an auspicious and a particularly crappy birthday. I love that Luffy and Usopp thought this all out, considering the pros and cons and all. So cute.
she flashed back to blue tresses and dunes that glittered like diamonds at night, cuddled with another soft and curvy body for warmth NaVi! Yay!
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Date: 2005-12-14 05:39 am (UTC)And Luffy and Usopp's decision is all about the debate I had with my sister over my brother's birthday, which he shares with Chopper.
And NaVi is love.