Marco Week Day 4: Birthday / Devil Fruit
(Happy Birthday, birdie~!)
Just What You Need
When Marco had moved, he knew it would take time to adjust not being in a house full of his brothers. Taking on the responsibility to get a new company building going was something Marco had been preparing for and was able to get it all down. Though, there was days he missed working at his computer and having Izou drag him away from it to have some tea and relax. Or when Thatch and Haruta came running in with mentions of food, getting him to the breakfast bar in the kitchen to eat and chatter. Hell, he even missed Jozu quietly dragging him off to go to the study for just reading a book in peace with Vista lingering as well and those were just some instances.
So, when he got the call of returning home earlier in the week, he had expected it. With his birthday falling on a Thursday this year, Pops immediately set his flight that would get him in late Wednesday. The days were quick to go by, but his plane ride had been ever dragging as home was in his reach. It had been lonely and he wasn't interested in getting with someone as it was hard to find a companion that didn't want everything under the sheets since he wasn't interested in the sexual aspects. It didn't matter though, mostly being a family man. So, when he got off the plane to finally reach his father holding up a sign, he felt so much relief.
"Welcome home," was the first thing said and Marco bleary followed him to the car. A quick shower was first before Pops gave him company for the food before he was ushered to bed.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" The holler startled him awake, noticing as Haruta began jumping on his bed with laughter and Namur joined quickly as blue eyes notice the sun rays in his room.
"Elbow drop!" Thatch's voice rings out, Marco too slow to move out of the way from the elbow diving into his sternum. A noise leaves him, easily head locking Thatch as he takes the moment to rub at his face while sitting up. Thatch whines in his grip, the other two siblings laughing with taunts before Pops hollers about breakfast, probably to get them back on track.
Being ushered to dress by the two youngest, Thatch already bolting out when released, Marco moved down with thumping steps. Haruta and Namur showed excitement while dragging him and he was practically thrown into a shower of confetti and silly string. Everyone was in laughter, even Marco as he enjoyed the boastful sound and the chatter following being too mushed together. Marco soaked it all in before they shared cake and then presents were handed out.
"The best for last!" So many things are aside, ranging in size, and Marco was curious on what the best could be as anything was good to him.
"You are going to love this!" Jiru mentions, already being told Pops got it for him and usually their father was the greatest gift giver even if wasn't nothing physical. When Atmos brought in some domed shaped with a blanket, Marco gave a confused look before hearing a singsong tune. The noise has him snap his head to look at Pops before it was set to the coffee table before him. It takes Pops to mention of looking to have him lifting the cloth to gaze upon the bird that fluffed feathers, sharp blue eyes gazing to him and seemed to be evaluating him.
"Wow, he's gorgeous…" Marco whispers while moving to open the cage and seen the bird being happy about such a thing, giving a sing song tune. Marco gives a few coos of his own as he always loved birds—even befriending some in the yard—and the majestic blue bird moved over easily to open hands, nestling in the palms as he was a bit bigger than the spanned space provided.
"What are you going to name him?" Izou asks as Marco notices everyone staring in a fond way, probably because he was in love with the creature at the mere sound heard.
"Well, he looks like a phoenix, so probably Phoenix, yoi." The mentioning has the bird give a tune while fluttering wings. Marco is chuckling and resting the bird to his lap to begin petting along feathers. "Thanks, Pops."
"I know exactly what my sons need."