Hey folks! I am currently working on that one easter, for an omake!

For now though, enjoy!

Previously...
"Ha! Thanks for the mental image, Marco! We should bring some of this stuff with us!" Thatch laughed. He thought he heard chuckling from Ace as well. A ginormous crash resounded through the building. Marco had to fight the urge to bring out his bloodlust to terrify the marines more.

"Look who's arrived -yoi."

At the sight of the panicked marines, Marco had to suppress a laugh. Well, more like seventeen laughs, one for each of them.

"Now, if you wouldn't mind unchaining me, I would be incredibly grateful... plus I'd tell my brothers to tone it down -yoi." Marco said. He was released almost immediately, and flew up the hatch with a guard who had keys. He then told (read: threatened) the guard to unlock Thatch's and Ace's handcuffs and chains.

"Aah, so much better! Now, let's go find Pops! You too, kiddo." Thatch said, then ran off, Ace's shout of 'My name is Ace!' Behind him. Marco laughed. Once an idiot, always an idiot, seemingly. Even under truth serum. Oh, and nobody had commented on that. Perhaps it was wearing off.

"Nope, it's still in action. But less. Now it's every other sentence. Good for you as well. If that first one was going the way I think it was, you'd be dead by now, but I could be misthinking... Oh, and Thatch was actually right. Nothing in the foreseeable future will be able to beat that one Easter!"
Oh well. At least it was going down. Time to find Oyaji. He ran after Ace and, as he was now calling him, the idiot.

About 5 minutes later, they discovered that the idiot had led them round in a circle. Though, did that make them the idiots for following him? Hmm...

A further 5 minutes later from before, they found the same door again. This time though, Ace was leading them. It was then that Marco remembered that he could use haki. Why hadn't they been using it? Oh yeah, because he was drugged into oblivion.

"I am torn between wanting context for that piece of information and never bothering, for the sake of my sanity," Thatch mumbled. Pssh. That was a lie. The idiot wanted context. Marco didn't blame him, it did sound weird when said out loud.

"That's a lie -yoi. You want to know context, you always do. Hang on, this means you lied, so your truth serum has worn off. Only took yours... how long were we out, Ace -yoi?" Ace answered and Marco continued his analysis, fully aware he was doing it out loud, "Only a day and a half tops -yoi. Therefore, if I was injected with triple the amount, I should be back to not spilling everything in 3 days." He finished, content with his mental analytics. If that was the case, he could always just hole himself up somewhere. There were plenty of hiding places on a ship as big as the Moby Dick.

"Guararara! Why are you talking to yourself, son?" Whitebeard appeared from around a corner. Seriously, how could someone so loud be so quiet?

"I got injected with a truth serum, as did the idiot -yoi," he pointed at Thatch, "his has worn off. I was injected with triple the amount, so it's still wearing off."

"And we have found out many interesting things during the time, as birdy can't keep his thoughts to himself! Hey, Oyaji, you know of a Sophia?" Thatch asked.

"I do, but ask Marco about her when he's not drugged up. Right now, try and avoid asking him things, as he will be forced to give you an answer." Marco nodded at Oyaji in appreciation. Thatch looked put out. Serves him right.

"Oi! Marco!" Oyaji had the decency to laugh at his son.

Ace was dragged with them, out into the cool spring of the summer island they were at. He put up an obligatory grumble, but Marco suspected that was because he wanted to stay but was being stubborn. He didn't mind. After all, he had is own plans for the next 3 or so days...

"Oh no you don't! You are not flying off to who knows where for the next week without permission from Oyaji! Just be grateful we actually raided that place, or regeneration be damned, I'd kick your flaming blue ass!" Thatch ranted. Marco rolled his eyes at his younger brother's antics. Oyaji laughed, and even Ace let out a chuckle. That was good. Nobody that young should be so serious.

"Oi!" Everyone there laughed again, at both fire-users' expenses.

When they caught sight of the Moby, Marco took off for the crow's nest, but was stopped by a flaming hand grabbing his leg.

"Ace -yoi!" He yelled, feeling betrayed. Sure, he hadn't done anything to warrant the feeling of trust, and as such betrayal, but who cared? He was pulled back to the ground, to find an amused Thatch. He really hoped that hadn't just happened, as Izo would be on his tail if it did. He probably already had photos. Uurgh. Damn Izo and his photo taking. Damn Thatch and Ace and their betrayal. Damn Haruta for... being Haruta!

Thatch laughed. At what, he didn't know. It could've been anything.

He boarded the Moby Dick along with his brother, Ace and Oyaji. Although, did he... nope. Think about that out of earshot of everyone else. When he got to the top, he was bombarded with a face full of kimono. Izo was here, probably to flaunt the picture he had most likely taken.

"Hey, my favourite brother is back! Guess what, Marco?" Izo ignored Thatch's cry of, "I thought I was your favourite brother!" and shot Marco the most evil grin ever seen this side of the New World. Marco gulped, albeit subtly.

"What -yoi?" Save mind comments for later.

"Well, it's more like two things, really. One, I have photos." Another gulp, and Izo coming closer to his left ear, "and I am willing to destroy all -yes all, don't act so surprised- of them for one simple thing."

"Which is -yoi?"

"You do all of my paperwork for the next month. I will keep the photos around until then, so don't you dare think about skiving!" Izo said in a sing-song voice. He repeated his earlier statement.

"I'll do it -yoi. Shake?" They shook hands, in an all-too-business-like manner. Izo then walked off to see 'his favourite brother'. Everyone knew it was Thatch, really. Izo just said it to others to rile the chef up.

Marco flew up to the highest crow's nest. He was not coming down until forced. Or for food. But that was forcing as well, wasn't it? He then proceeded to go over the last 5 minutes, adding in his head comments, to make them seem more normal. This was going to be a long 3 days...

Hey folks! Sorry this took ages, I have a sporadic muse at the best of times!

It snowed last night! So me, my sister, cousins and grandparents went sledging down a really large hill (People's Park, for anyone who knows me) and I flew! For like a second, on a sledge, with my 9-year-old cousin, but still!

I am thinking about writing a short fic about today, with the Strawhats or someone, and I don't care if you don't want it, coz you're getting it!

As always, reviews, follows and faves always appreciated! Thanks to Smiley-Nami and Myherogal22 for reviewing!