A/N: Merry Holidays, minna!

"CHRISTMAS! ACE! SABO! CHRISTMAS CHRISTMAS! GETUPGETUPGETUP!" Luffy jumped on the bed between his brothers, clearly having already gotten into the holiday candy.

Sabo glared, his nose wrinkled up, and one eye still closed. "Luffy…"

"Lu…" Ace grumbled, burying his nose into the pillow more. "S'not even dawn!"

The youngest flopped onto his belly, grinning like crazy. "SO!?" Then his voice dropped to a hushed whisper, "Bet we can catch Santa in the act! And steal all the presents!"

"Presents?" The note of intrigue in the blond's voice was enough to convince the other to look up as well.

Luffy nodded vigorously.

For a moment the three boys froze, looking at each other. Then as one, they piled out of their shared bedroom into the hall jostling each other to be the first one out into the living room. The sounds of their voices echoed down the corridor before them, as Sabo and Ace tried to keep Luffy quiet, only to be too loud themselves. They literally tumbled into the family room over one of the runner rugs into a pile of tangled limbs and pulled hair.

A wash of multicolored fairy lights broke their sleep-deprived tension and they stilled, Luffy on the bottom, his chin on the ground with the rug bunched under him, followed by Sabo, who was tangled between one of Luffy's legs and Ace's arm around his head, and finally Ace on top, his arms caught in Sabo's grip and his legs pinned around Luffy's waist.

As one they let out an awed 'ooooooooooooh!'

Deep chuckling from over their heads drew their attention to the couch. Gramps had Dadan's hand over his mouth to keep him from laughing out loud, Dragon was smiling into his mug of either coffee or eggnog—it was hard to tell which—but more importantly, on the other loveseat were the reason the other adults were still up.

"Mama! Pappi!" Ace untangled himself entirely, and launched his ten-year-old body over the distance with more force than should have been possible.

"Merry Christmas, Squishy!" Rouge cuddled her son into her lap, and Roger laughed loud and bright, reaching over to scruffle the boy's hair.

Luffy took that as a cue to attack the pile of presents under the tree in the corner with a whoop and a kick into Sabo's stomach.

"LUFFY!" The blond growled, chasing after him.

And Ace was right after the other two, "OI! DON'T HOG 'EM ALL!"

Within minutes there was nothing left but a pile of torn paper and opened boxes. Luffy was burrowing under it all like some kind of human cat, and Sabo was sitting on the back of the couch with the remote control to a battery-operated car. Ace was once again curled up with his parents, watching the other two and nursing a black eye where he'd caught Luffy's elbow earlier.

"Try under the tree again." He called pointing to where there was a mound of tissue paper next to the wall.

"I already looked there!"

"Well it can't have just disappeared! It's a toy for Heaven's sake!" Sabo groused.

At some point in the middle of the chaos, Dadan, Dragon, and Garp had snuck off downstairs, and the scent of frying ham filtered up through the stairs. Luffy took all of two seconds to react to it.

"MEAT!" He bolted towards the steps leading to the Revolution itself, Sabo hot on his heels.

"Oi oi oi! Wait for me!" Ace cried, aiming to get out of his mother's arms.

He barely got to the top of the stairs when Dadan's voice bellowed back at them, "GIT BACK UP WHERE YOU BELONG YOU LITTLE GOOD-FOR-NOTHINGS! S'NOT READY YET!"

There came the sound of squabbling and Roger grinned at his wife. Then he stood, setting his coffee mug on the table again, and waded into the mess of dead paper. Concentrate screwed his mouth and moustache to one side. With all the care he took when excavating an ancient ruin he extracted something that looked an awful lot like one radio-controlled car.

"OH BOYS!" He called down the steps, and three heads appeared around the corner. He held up the toy, "Missing something?"

"YOU FOUND IT!" Sabo whooped.

Luffy threw his fists up in the air, "GO UNCLE ROGE!"

"YEAH PAPPI!" Ace agreed, just as all three of them barreled back up the stairs to reclaim their prize.

It hadn't been the only thing the boys got from Santa, but it was clearly the favorite. And Rouge had to admit it was testament to how closely bonded the three boys were that they didn't fight over who got to control it. Whoever got the remote devised a game all three of them to could play together, though the two ten-year-olds were better at it than their little brother.

"The hero who saved Christmas?" She chuckled at her husband, and he beamed, as they ran past heading to their bedroom for more of whatever game had their focus at the moment.

"YOSH!"

Hours later, the boys had torn through the rest of their toys and as a result were all laid out on the stage of Revolution, with handheld game devices hovering over their faces.

"Getitgetitgetit!" Luffy growled, mashing buttons.

"I'm working on it!" Ace responded, equally growling.

Sabo grunted, jerking a little with his character when the giant tiger on their shared screen roared, throwing all three of them to the ground. "If somebody would learn the combos this wouldn't be so hard."

"I know the combos!" Luffy whined.

Ace elbowed him, "Do not!"

"Do too!" Luffy pushed him back.

"Do not!"

"DO TOO!"

"DO NOT!"

"ACE! LUFFY!" Dragon's voice cut through their argument. "It's just a game."

Both brunet boys huffed. Especially as the argument was technically Sabo's fault in the first place. They both took their retaliation on him, by letting him be chased by the tiger.

"EY! Guys!" He huffed, his character nearly dying after only just barely evading the cat's paw. "A little help here?!"

Luffy drew his character back, the tinny voice coming through the speakers in warning that he was charging an attack, and Ace positioned his own so that he could take advantage of the release when it was ready.

"Lu?"

"Yeah. Now."

"Kay!"

With an electronic shout, Luffy's character launched Ace's character high into the air, and there was a spin and a flash, and when the screens cleared, the tiger was dead. There was a crater underneath them, and all three characters stood on top of it while the victory song played.

As one the boys cheered, "YEAH!"

"Brats! Supper's ready!" Dadan broke through their revelry from the kitchen. "Come set the table!"

"WHOOOOO MEAT!" Luffy nearly threw his game device in his rush to get up.

Luckily Ace caught it and shut it down properly, grumbling about impatient little brothers the whole time. Sabo just laughed, and took the three of them back upstairs so that Dragon wouldn't yell again, or worse, sick Gramps on them.

When he came back down Dogra was just setting the stack of plates in the middle of the big communal table they used for holidays. Really it was three of the biggest round tables from Revolution with a custom frame latched around them to make a long rectangle, and then covered with a cloth, but the idea was there. And it was hard to remember it wasn't all one table once they got the plates set around it, with silverware, and glasses, a couple of candles in the middle to frame the platter of ham and turkey, and a pair of holly sprigs in what would have been the centers of the two round tables on either end.

Even Luffy behaved himself, peering over the edge at the whole set up, his eyes lit up from the candle glow. "It's really pretty, Dadan."

The big woman scruffled his hair after setting the platter down in the middle, "Go wash up, brat."

"I wasn't gonna take it!" He protested.

"Sure you weren't, go wash up anyway." She chuckled, booting him in the butt lightly. "And take your good-for-nothing brothers with you!"

"AW!"

"Dadan!"

The other two whined from where they had been about to pull open a cracker.

Garp knocked both of their heads with a Fist of Love™, "Mind your grandmother!"

"OI!" The redheaded woman stormed towards their grandfather, "I ain't nobody's grandmother!"

"Ahhhh!" The older man squirmed away from her, smiling nervously, and edging towards the kitchen because everybody knew she wouldn't do anything in there.

Ace, Luffy, and Sabo laughed, happier that the attention was away from them than actually understanding why the grownups were acting that way. At least until Dragon came up behind them, his shadow causing Sabo to look up, then nudge the other two so that all three of them were smiling innocently. He raised an eyebrow and cleared his throat, and all three took off for the men's room on the other side of the stage to wash up for dinner.

Getting everyone to sit down and wait patiently for grace was something of a task with Luffy at the table. Though Ace and Sabo weren't much better, and if they were truly honest with themselves, Dragon, Garp, and Roger were like adult versions of the three boys—only held in line by the threat of Dadan's wooden spoon!

"Roger!"

The big man sucked the piece of ham into his mouth with a huge grin. Across the table Luffy mimicked him, hiding his own piece in his lap since Dadan was watching, but as soon as her back was turned both he and his uncle slurped down another piece each. For which they both earned a smack to the backs of their heads.

"So help me…" she swore, stomping off to the kitchen only because Rouge and Dogra had other dishes to put down.

The other menfolk, and boys, were quick to take their places with Garp at the head of the table, the adults on one side, the boys on the other. Dogra and the other staff of Revolution filled in the final seats leaving the position next to Garp's left hand for Dadan when she stormed back out of the kitchen with pitchers of water, milk for the boys, and beer. Tucked into her pocket was a bottle of wine for Rouge, and her hair was finally let down out of her working ponytail.

She sat and everyone jumped at the center of the table to grab their portions. Ham; turkey; potatoes in baked with cheese and mashed versions; green bean casserole; carrots with orange glaze; sauerkraut with bacon; a salad of pineapple, cherries, figs, and fresh papaya; another salad of actual greens and sliced veggies; three types of corn; and the crowning achievements sat on the bar for after they'd stuffed themselves: 3 pies—cherry, pumpkin, and apple; and a Brazilian dish called Rabanada, which was something like French toast only a million times better!

Under a critical eye, Dadan kept watch for when everyone had mounds of food on their plates, but hadn't taken too many bites of it yet—asking for them to not have taken any was impossible with Luffy and Roger at the table—and when they had, she loudly pushed her chair out, standing to get their attention. When Luffy didn't look up, she cleared her throat, and it took an elbow into his side to make him put the leg of turkey down.

"BUT GRAMPS IS EATING!" He gestured with it, and Garp went pale, his fork in his mouth.

He set it down deliberately under Dadan's look, and huffed, "That wasn't eating, that was tasting!"

A snicker ran down the table, but the matriarch ignored it in favor of lifting her tankard of beer. "To wine, to food, to friends, to family! Sláinte!"

She clanked it with Garp's and the rest of them cheered back at her, all with their various cups, mugs, and glasses raised, "Sláinte!"