Marco's First Halloween With Oyaji
LuffyGirl here and I'm back with three chapter one-shots. They're somewhat last minute but hopefully they're decently edited. Thank You guys for staying with me even if you don't review (I pay attention to those visit/read charts) and Thank You to those who favorite/follow me and my stories :)
Does anyone have plans/dressing up for Halloween?
Summary: Just three one-shots that combine into one story about what the title says. (AU)
Disclaimer: One Piece belongs to Eiichiro Oda :)
Whitebeard had to admit that he was excited for the upcoming holiday. Well, holidays to be exact. But right now he just wanted to focus on the one that was coming up in a few weeks.
Halloween.
Last time Whitebeard celebrated Halloween was… A long time ago. But this time, instead of staying home and handing out candy to trick or treaters he was going trick or treating for the first time in years with his adoptive son, Marco.
There was just one problem.
Whitebeard had no idea what to dress up Marco as and he wasn't sure if Marco would understand the concept of it and Halloween itself. He also hoped that Marco wouldn't get too scared of the decorations, especially the ones that were 'realistic'.
Well, there's (hopefully) no harm in trying.
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After explaining what Halloween was to Marco (in the simplest way Whitebeard could think of), driving to the store and trying hard to avoid anything that was considered scary to a child, Whitebeard picked out several costumes and put them on him.
So far, Marco didn't seem to mind but would get a little fussy with certain ones. He looked so cute and adorable in everything that Whitebeard wanted to buy them all. But he settled on taking pictures of Marco in all of them instead.
Whitebeard had a feeling that Marco liked the dinosaur one and the policeman one the best. Marco roared playfully when he tried on the dinosaur costume (and was then stopped when he began chasing another child) and he enjoyed playing around with the whistle on the policeman costume (until it was taken away making him whine) but of course only one could be chosen.
"O.k, Marco which one do you-" Whitebeard stopped.
His child was gone! They just got out from the fitting room and already Marco managed to run off!
Whitebeard just dropped everything and frantically looked around for his son.
"Marco!"
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Little Marco was currently enjoying his walk/run around wherever he was. He touched clothes, toys and anything his small hands could reach. All he knew was something about 'Hall-ween' (that's Marco called it but without the 'O') and 'costumes'. Everything around him seemed big, including the people but he would occasionally 'talk' to another child while the parents weren't paying attention.
Sometimes people would look at him and smile and if they were lucky, they'd get a small wave from him.
Marco then saw other costumes and ran down the aisle but then stopped when he saw something that caught his attention.
A costume.
But not just any costume.
A bird costume!
"Bird!" Marco said happily as he tried to reach for it. Not being able to, he stepped on the very first bottom shelf, which was only a few inches off the floor, reached for the costume and grabbed it.
Marco then heard his name and next thing he knew, he was grabbed and hugged.
"Marco, you had me worried." Whitebeard said trying not to scold him. "Don't run off like that by yourself o.k?"
"Why?"
"You can get lost."
"But you found me."
"Yes, but don't run off again o.k?"
"O.k."
Whitebeard had a strong feeling it was going to happen more often and he wasn't looking forward to it (especially with Halloween coming up).
"Look!" Marco said as he practically shoved the costume in his father's face. "Bird!"
Whitebeard looked at it and immediately knew it was the perfect costume for Marco.
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After finding the right size (which Whitebeard was more happy about than Marco was because he didn't want to tell Marco he couldn't get it), Whitebeard tried it on Marco and they both loved it. Whitebeard took pictures while Marco ran around pretending to fly.
"Marco, do you know what kind of bird you're dressed as?" Whitebeard asked curious if he would actually know.
"Owl!" Marco answered happily and then began saying "Hoo, hoo!" as he ran in circles still pretending to fly.
Whitebeard couldn't help but ask another question. "How do you know that, Marco?"
Said child stopped and thought about it. "Um…" He didn't understand how he did but there was something he kind of remembered but it was getting hazy. "I saw them fly in trees."
Whitebeard obviously noticed the look on his son's face as if trying to remember something. What Marco said next took him a minute to realize what he was trying to remember.
Translation: 'I saw them in a forest.' Which to Whitebeard meant that Marco's real parents took him bird watching at some point. Maybe quite often since Marco knew what an owl was. Not that Whitebeard was underestimating his son's knowledge.
He was then snapped out of his thoughts when Marco began playing around again and quickly discovered that it was going to be a hard time getting Marco out of that costume and hiding it until Halloween came.
I personally feel like this could've been a little better but that's what happens when you start working a chunk of days in a row and rarely have time for anything anymore and even when you do have time you use it for rest so you end up not having time even though you do have time.
Nothing like actual adulthood :')
Thatch: "Tell me about it. You didn't even add a mini story in the last story you did."
Me: "Even if I did want to, there was no time. I sacrificed some hours of sleep just to have it up on time for Marco's birthday."
Marco: "That wasn't necessary."
Me: "Yes it was. And you liked it so it was worth it. If you didn't like it, it was still going up anyway."
Thatch: "Are you gonna write anything for Thanksgiving?"
Me: "I just wanna concentrate on Halloween first. Anyway, it's time for me to sleep so good night."
Sorry for typos and all that jazz :P
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