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This is just some snip-bits of life with Molly and Mika, though it will always be one person per-chapter. Its a simple side thing that I do when I'm not working on the main story, so it wont be updated as much, unless, for some reason, you all really like it. (Also in Mollys chapters, I might switch between Oyaji and Pops with out meaning to but I'm not gonna change it, so deal.)

MOLLY

First encounters:Miss Molly and Fire Fist Ace.

Molly glared at the door, hoping it would catch fire. Though she supposed it wouldn't help to harm the fire-user inside.

"Whats got you in a mood?" Thatch asked as he hopped onto the railing next to her.

"She's not so fond of our 'guest'." Marco laughed as he walked up stand on her other side.

"Papa has lost it." Molly declared. "He's gone insane."

"He knows what he's doing. It's not the first time he's done something like this." Marco gave her a pointed look.

"Ah-ah-ah! That's different! I was a kid. He-!" She pointed to the door. "Is a trained killer!"

"Do you really think Pops could be taken out so easily?" Thatch asked, eyebrow arching at the sixteen year old.

"No." Molly sighed, deflating. "But...I worry..."

"No need." Marco smiled, ruffling her hair. "Oyaji knows what he's doing."

Molly looked back to the door, resuming her glaring match. "I sure hope so."

"Hey, did you hear?" Haruta asked as she leaned over the table. "Ace woke up today!"

Molly almost spit out her food, but ended up choking on it instead. Namur looked at her in concern but she waved him off. "He-he woke up?!" Molly asked between coughs.

"Yeah! And I heard he's already gone after Oyaji!" Haruta laughed. "Of course, Pops just batted him away like a fly."

Molly sighed a bit, drinking out of her mug. "I still don't get why Oyaji wants him as part of the family."

Haruta shrugged. "Who knows what goes through his head."

"Hey Molly!" Thatch called out as he walked up to the table.

She didn't even turn around. "What do you want Thatch?"

"Why are you so cold?" He whimpered as he sat down next to her.

"Cause I know you want something."

Thatch glared at Marco, who sat across from him. "I blame you. You turned her into this stone cold person."

Marco only rolled his eyes, before returning to the newspaper.

"Sooo..." Molly finally looked up at the commander. "What is it?"

"Weeeeell, since you brought it up." He gave her a plate of food, which she looked at with a raised eyebrow. "Go give that to Ace."

Marco peered over his reading glasses with a snort. "Really? You're asking her to go do it?"

"No." Molly picked up her plate and moved to give it to whoever was on cleaning duty.

"But, Molly!" Thatch followed her. "I've got things to do! You're the same age, I think, so you'll get along great!" At her glare he changed his tactic. "Don't let the poor guy starve to death! Just hand him the food, and make sure he eats, and walk away! It's simple!"

"Make Haruta do it, or anyone else!"

"Molly~!"

"Thatch~!" Molly whined in the same tone as she turned to look at him, which was her first mistake. Looking into his eyes was her next. They stared at each other for a minute or two.

"Please."

Molly sighed as she snatched the plate out of his hands, well aware that most people where laughing at them. "Aren't I supposed to be the kid here?"

"I can't believe that he's making me do this..." Molly grumbled quietly to herself as she walked over to the battered up teen, who's head was buried in his arms, as he sat against the rails. Setting the plate in front of him, she sighed. "Here."

He looked up and glared at her, which she matched. He turned to look at the plate, then back up to her.

She raised an eyebrow at her. "Are yo gonna eat or what?"

"Go away." He snapped, before putting his head back in his arms.

"Nope." Molly sat in front of him. "It's been a while since you've gotten to eat properly, so I've been 'ordered' to make sure you eat."

He looked back up at her in disbelief for a second before scoffing and giving a snide smirk. "Then you're never gonna get to leave."

"I could do this all night." Molly gave him a smile as she put her hands in her lap. "But I'd eat up before it gets cold."

Ace gave the food a skeptical glance before glaring back at her. "How do I know you didn't do something to it?"

"...Wow." Molly deadpanned at him. "To think you think so little of us. As if we'd go that low." When he made no move to eat it, she pick up a bit of the rice and stuck it in her mouth. "Happy?"

He just continued to glare at her.

"Unless someone calls for me, I ain't moving until I see a least one bite." She leveled her eyes at him.

It took almost another thirty minutes.

"He's impossible!" Molly grumbled as she stormed onto the deck.

"Who is?" Izou asked, as he watched the fuming girl pace across the deck

"That stupid Ace! Thirty minutes, thirty minutes of constant staring for one bite!" She threw her fists around as she stormed around the deck.

"Gruhahaha."

"It's not funny Papa." Molly puffed out her cheeks in annoyance.

Whitebeard only took another drink of his sake. He motioned her to come closer, and she did.

He ruffled her hair, causing her to blush a bit at the affection. "Something else is troubling you, my daughter?"

She sighed as she calmed down. Her eyes softened as she looked to her father. "Papa...why did you invite him?"

He laughed gave her a gentle pat on the head. "I know what I'm doing, no need for worry."

Molly sighed again, looking away. "I can't help but worry." She puffed out her cheek, thinking about the cause of her worry. "Plus Ace is annoying."

"You'll get along great with him." Whitebeard laughed at her.

"AS IF!"

Ace sighed as he put his head in his hands. A whole week. A whole week had gone by and he STILL hadn't managed to kill Whitebeard. It was pissing him off to no ends. And so was that one girl, Molly. She had been bothering him the most, trying to talk to him, glaring at him, trying to make him eat. God she was the most persistent one on the ship! And when he asked her why she kept trying to hang around him, she'd just huff and walk off, as if he'd been the one bothering her.

And now, it was the middle of the night, and Ace was having trouble sleeping. He ached from his recent battering from that old man, who just kept smacking him away as if he were a fucking fly. Walking over to Stefan, who he had grown fond of, he laid down against the furry side. The dog paid no mind to him, just kept snoring away.

His thoughts were interrupted by the door to the lower decks opening and letting some light onto the deck. Ace looked to see two people stepping out.

"It wont be long, I promise." It was Molly. "Its a close by island, so I'll only be gone for...three days, at best."

"Why do you always leave in the middle of the night?" The other person was Marco.

"It's better that way...for me at least. I always come back, though."

"You always do." Marco pulled the girl in for a hug. "Be safe."

"I know."

"Don't talk to shady figures."

"I got it."

"Don't do drugs."

"Ok Ok."

"Don't have se-"

"Marco!"

"I'm just joking."

"Tell Pops I said goodbye...and tell Haruta that I'm sorry I couldn't help make breakfast." Molly sighed before pulling out of the hug. Her dog, that had been following her around all week, whined a bit. Molly walked over to the rails and turned to look at the fire-bird. "See ya soon."

"See ya kid." Marco smirked a bit as Molly jumped over. Ace watched in confusion as the dog followed, the there was the sound of wind picking up and he saw a figure race away on the waves.

"Shes gone to look for her family." Ace jumped as Marcos voice came from behind him. He turned to look at the Phoenix.

"W-wha-"

"When she was six years old, we found her floating in the ocean. She said she was sailing with her sisters and brother when they got caught up in a storm. She's asked people at base islands, and allies, to look out for anybody with any matching descriptions, they call in, and she goes and takes a look, been at it for five years now, and not a single match." Marco followed the disappearing figure with his eyes, before walking back to the door. "Get some sleep."

Ace stared after the commander, long after the door had shut. "Why...why did he tell me that?"

Ace laid back against Stefan, and wondered just what was going through the mind of that bird.

Short but to the point. This is just the beginning my friends! This is what I do when I'm not working on the other story! GO ME!

P.S. If you want to see something in particular, A certain Molly chapter or Mika chapter, or something having to do with them, (EX: Molly's first Brithday Party with the Whitebeard family!) Then just review/PM me, and I try and do it!