Work Text:
You sigh, sitting on the deck with Usopp. He doesn’t do anything and you sigh louder. He still doesn't do anything.
“ASK ME WHAT’S WRONG!” That startles him.
“EAH! WHAT? WHAT’S WRONG?”
“Sigh.. you wouldn’t understand..” He glares at you. “Okay, my problem is that Chopper keeps following me.” You love the little guy but this is turning into an issue. “He has other things to do! I don’t know why he keeps going to me in particular.” Usopp squints his eyes in suspicion.
“Nothing? Really?” He asks.
“Okay I know; maybe not ‘nothing’; but it feels like it’s too much. He doesn’t let me do stuff! ‘(Y/n) you can’t eat that much junk food.’ ‘(Y/n) you shouldn’t pick at your scabs.’ ‘(Y/n) properly examine your body instead of just accepting that you have a random pain somewhere.’ It’s too much! I’m a pirate.”
“Those are all reasonable though.” He says. ‘Especially the pain one.’ The sniper always makes sure every little pain he gets isn’t a sudden fatal injury. “You should be more healthy. What’s the saying, ‘An apple a day keeps the doctor away’?”
“True.. do we have any apples?” He didn’t mean it literally, but you’ll take it as advice.
“Just substitute it with a random fruit we’re in the new world, you'll have to search for regular apples.” You sigh.
______________
You’ve been eating more fruit, obviously. Keeping an, at least apple-like, fruit with you all the time. Despite it being from negative emotions it seems to have made Chopper happier… even if he still checks up with Sanji to make sure you’re not hiding any junk food.
‘Ganging up on me like that is cowardly.’ You admonish them in your mind as you walk through the island. Chopper is following you in his reindeer form, looking around. You’ve been a bit worried he’ll mention something but he hasn’t so far so you let your guard down, itching at a scab instinctively. He nudges your hand with his nose.
“No scratching at your scabs.” You stare at him and he frowns a little. Not a problem, you have a special weapon this time. You reach into your pocket and pull out an apple, showing it to him. Hopefully this will prove a point. “?” He walks forward and takes a bite out of it. Deers enjoy apples, and he doesn’t know the saying you’re referencing.
‘He’s immune!’ He takes another bite of the apple like you’re feeding a regular deer. Once he finishes it, core and all, he smiles.
“Thank you! Was that thanks to me for helping you?” He’s happy, his fluffy tail wagging a little. Chopper came to the innocent conclusion you gave him the apple as a reward for his good deeds. “You didn’t have to~ but I guess I'll accept it hehe~” Your conscience starts to weigh down on you, you can’t correct him now.
“Y-Yeah. Thanks for your work all this time, Chopper.” His tail wags quicker and he boops you with his nose.
“Hehe~”