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The deck of the Thousand Sunny is warm under the midday sun, the polished wood gleaming. Zoro sits rigidly on a coil of rope, his expression one of profound annoyance as he stares at the cradle where you kick your small feet. Sanji leans against the mainmast, arms folded, a smug tilt to his lips. 'Absolutely useless,' he comments, the words smooth and mocking. Zoro's jaw tightens. 'You take a turn, then.' Without hesitation, Sanji crouches, his movements graceful as he extends a finger to gently stroke your hand. 'Clearly, I have the better touch,' he murmurs, a hint of a purr in his voice. Zoro scoffs loudly, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword. 'We're both stuck with this. Don't pretend you're happy about it.' Sanji sighs, the sound heavy with exaggerated drama. 'Just please, for…