I own nothing...*sob*

SO I'm a liar. This isn't one shots at all. It's going to be Mollys story first leading up to a certain point, then Mikas story. Then it will be one shots. BUT it wont be long chapter, since its just side stories.

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Molly had, once again, returned home with nothing but disappointment.

"Another false lead." Molly sighed as she laid on the deck. "Wasted a full two weeks...on another false lead."

Marco and Thatch looked at each other,before Marco walked up to the girl.

Giving her a gentle kick into her side, he spoke to the discouraged girl. "Come on. Someone's gonna trip over you, yoi."

Molly made a face at him, but got up none the less. "It was just an island full of traders, not a single sign of anybody. I didn't even see a girl with red hair!" She grumbled before she climbed her way up the rigging, to her spot on the beams.

Thatch let out a sigh as he watched her go. "She's got to be really upset, to be going up there."

Marco hummed in agreement.

Molly swung herself up onto the next beam and propped her back against the mast. She should've know they wouldn't have been there, but it was still upsetting. She grabbed onto her necklace, suddenly filled with nostalgia. Closing her eyes, she calmed herself.

"Oi. My spot."

Molly jumped a foot in the air and almost fell off the beam entirely. Thankfully, she caught herself on a rigging before she plunged to the deck. Looking up to spot the person, she almost let go of the rope when she caught sight of the charcoal black eyes and freckles. She glared at the offending fire-man.

"As if!" She grunted as she hauled herself back onto the beam. "I was here first."

Ace kicked his feet over the beam above her head. "I've been here since this morning."

"Wondered why it was so peaceful. Besides I've been here since I was twelve." Molly relaxed against the mast again and closed her eyes. "I win."

She heard him scoff, followed by the beam moving slightly as he jumped down. Opening her eyes, she had expected him to be gone, so imagine her surprise when she found him still there, looking down at the crew. She shrugged it off after a minute, closing her eyes again.

"Why...did you stay here?"

Molly creaked an eye open. "Huh?"

Ace was still looking down. But his eyes seemed distant. "You were six. Why did you stay on a pirates ship?"

"..." Molly thought back to the first few weeks on the ship, when everything had been so...scary. But they had managed to...help her open up...and understood why she wanted to leave at first but...somehow...they made her want to stay. "It's because...I had no where to go. I was lost. Before I had meet them...I'd been so quite and...shy...I pushed a lot of people away...And they helped me...find some place, that welcomed me with open arms...they taught me to live."

Molly chuckled, looking down at the crew fondly. "They kinda suck you in."

"They're...your family?" Ace whispered.

"Yeah," Molly laughed as she watched Haruta and Thatch get yelled at by Jozu for another prank,the surrounding crew members laughing at the sight of Izo and Marco trying to calm the other commander. Whitebeard sat back, laughing and drinking.

"Molly!"

Molly looked down to see Aiden, a member of the second division, calling out for her.

"Come on! You're on clean up for lunch!"

"...Crap." Molly rolled her eyes, before leaning back, and grabbing onto the rope. Standing, she gave Ace on last look. "See ya later, Ace."

Jumping off the beam, she missed the look of surprise the freckled teen gave her. It wasn't until dinner, that Molly realized that was her first time calling him by his name.

"Marco, what did you do to fire-fist?" Thatch asked as he followed the first-division commander around deck. "He's not snapping at people, and he's not glaring, unless you stare for a long time, anyway, he's not acting like he normally does! And you were the last one to talk to him last night."

"I just talked to him." Marco shrugged as he tightened some ropes.

"Marcos a god-sent." Molly said as she shoved another piece of bread into her mouth.

Thatch glared at the girl, before snatching the last of the roll away from her. "Stop that! We're about to eat dinner."

"Hungry~!" She whined, tried to reach for the roll, which the cook held just out of her reach. "Thatch~."

"No." He glared at her, before looking back to the phoenix. "Come on. Fess up. What did you do?"

"I curious too!" Molly said, as she jumped to the cooks back.

"ACK! Molly?!"

"Rolls~"

Thatch held the bread out in front of him, bending his back to keep her away from it. "Get off!"

"No! You don't like wasting anyway, so gimme!"

"You're right. I don't like wasting."

"NO! Don't eat it!"

Marco looked at them with his 'I'm amused but you're still stupid.' look. "What's wrong with you two?"

"Um."

The struggling pirates froze at the new voice. Looking past Marco, they found a awkward freckled teen, shifting on his feet. They stared at each other for a minute before Thatch straightened up, Molly still clinging to his back, and cleared his throat. "Yeah?"

"Um..." Ace looked to the deck, and Molly could almost swear that she saw his cheeks darkened a slight red. "I would...about what you said...last night...joining..." He went from awkward to defensive in a second, folding his arms and shifting his eyes to the side. "I wanna join."

Molly and Thatch stared at the boy, wide eye'd and jaws dropped. They turned their gaze to the phoenix, expressions never changing. Said phoenix had widened his eyes slightly, but had showed no other sign of shock. Marco quickly got over his own shock and stepped forward, patting the freckled teen on the back with a smile. "Welcome home, Ace." Looking around he called for one of the commanders. "Haruta! Take Ace to see Oyaji. Tell him that he's got another son. We'll talk later with Oyaji to see what division he should be in."

Haruta smiled and dragged Ace away by his arm, talking about what he could get for his tattoos and such.

Marco chuckled at the almost panicked look on Ace's face as he was dragged off, not used to the close contact, or how the crew was smiling at him. Turning back to Thatch and Molly he raised an eyebrow at there gawking faces. "What?"

Molly jumped off of Thatches back and bowed to the bird. "All hail the Mighty Power of the Phoenix!"

Thatch let his arm drop as he looked at the first division commander. Molly to that opportunity to snatch the bread back and climb up the rigging faster than Thatch could blink.

"DAMMIT MOLLY!"

"MY ROLL!"

"So?" Molly asked as Ace came out of the room where all the commanders had voted him in. Usually you didn't need a vote, but Ace did try and kill Oyaji for a full two weeks. "How'd it go?"

"I...I...I'm now a part of this crew?" He sounded confused, as if he'd been expecting to be thrown off the boat.

"Yeah. It's that simple. Come on, what division where you put in?" Molly pestered.

"Second." Marco said, putting a hand onto Ace's shoulder.

"Aw." Molly pouted. "Why second?"

"Because." Marco stated in his 'It ends there.' voice.

"Not everybody can be in first division." Thatch said poking Molly in the side.

"And while we're here~." Izo chimed as he came out of the room.

"Nope." Molly shot down the idea. "I'm not going to be the second division commander."

"Why not?" Haruta whined as she filed out.

"Because~. I don't like being in charge." Molly shrugged, before grabbing onto Ace and dragging him out of the hall. "So. Have you decided where you're gonna get your mark?"

"My...my what?" Ace asked as he stumbled behind the girl.

"You are Papas son now. Most his children bare a mark of some kind. It doesn't have to be on your skin, you can mark some cloth and put it on, like Rakuyo. You don't have to deiced right now, but you really should get one." Molly chatted along as she dragged the fire-man throughout the ship. After a few minutes of walking through the ship, she stopped at a door. "And here! Are the people 'in charge' of second division quarters." With that she kicked in the door, making who ever was inside scream and/or jump.

"What the hell, Molly?!" John yelled, a hand on his heart.

"Kickin' in doors is dangerous girly." Aiden sunned her, shaking his head.

"Yeah!" James chimed in. "What if one of us was changing or something?"

"Sorry, but really? I've lived on a ship full of men since I was twelve. I've already been traumatized enough to the point where I'm numb. Anyway, say hi to your new brother, Ace." With that, the brunette pushed Ace into the room of two bunk-beds and a desk.

"He got put in second division?!" Dan asked as he leaned over his bunk.

"Yup." Molly nodded, before waving. "Alright! Fix him up with a room, and get to know each other. Everybody had better be alive when...either Marco or Thatch comes to check on you." She closed the door, smiling as she went about her day, ignoring the sounds of protest and distress coming from the other side of the door.

Yeah, another chapter done! Thanks for reviewing and such. Till next time~