What if Garp decided to take the boys on a field trip to Marineford? Part 4

Marco stared down at the little boy who had literally fallen from the sky. Everything about this kid was strange from his too big straw hat, to his easy-going attitude about being on a ship full of dangerous pirates. And not just ay pirates either, the Whitebeard pirates lead by the infamous Whitebeard himself, one of the Four Emperor's of the New World. Normal kids would have wet their pants and started crying, this kid looked like he had won the jackpot.

He glanced up to see that his other brother's wore the same facial expression that was probably on his face. What were they even supposed to do with him and where the hell had he come from? He was kind of small so it was reasonable to assume he had been swept up by the strong winds, but had he been on an island or a ship? Hell, he could have even been on one of the sky islands for all they knew.

"I guess we should take him to see Pops." Thatch said as the boy continued to babble about how a Sabo and an Ace were going to be so jealous of him.

"Yeah," Marco said nodding. "He'll know what to do." He squatted down in front of the kid whose smile was nearly too big for his face. "Come on kid."

The boy jumped up enthusiastically, his eyes shinning bright with excitement. "Are we going to see the Captain now?" He was practically vibrating with energy. You'd think getting tossed around in a storm like this would tire the kid out some.

"Yea, Captain Whitebeard." He stood back up and started walking, thankful that the kid didn't need his hand-held.

"Captian Whitebeard." He repeated looking serious, which was amusing given the situation.

Marco lead the kid down the hall until he reached Pop's quarters. The door was open so he walked in with the kid right behind him. Even Fleet Admiral Sengoku would have hesitated, this kid had no fear which meant he was probably stupid.

Pops took one look at the kid before tipping his head back and laughing. "I didn't know you had a brat, Marco." The three nurses in the room all giggled as his face heated up.

"It's not my kid!" He defended just a little too loudly which caused Pops to start laughing again.

He turned to look at the kid to see how he was faring on being in the presence of such a legendary man. He expected the kid to be cowering, instead he was glaring. "He's not Whitebeard!" He shouted and turned his angry glare to Marco. "He doesn't even have a beard!"

This caused another round of laughter and this time Marco joined in. It was a running joke amongst the crew that despite the name, the only facial hair Edward Newgate had was on his upper lip, though they all agreed it was an impressive moustache.

"Even Grandad has a beard and he's not even a pirate." The boy muttered petulantly and crossed his arms.

As the laughter died down Marco turned his attention to the reason they were there. "He fell out of the sky, we think he got swept up by the storm."

Pops turned his impressive gaze down to the little boy with the too big hat. A lesser man would have crumpled under his gaze. The kid just grinned, apparently over the fact that Pops didn't have a beard. "You got a name, kid?" He asked and took a large gulp of what was probably sake.

"My name is Luffy and I'm gonna be King of the Pirates!" He said with a smile that took over his entire face.

"That so?" Pops said with a smirk.

"That means we'll be rivals!" The boy, Luffy, declared. He then donned a sheepish look. "But not until I'm seventeen."

Pop's burst into another round of laughter this time accompanied by Luffy. "I suppose I'll have to wait until then." He said and Luffy just giggled. "Where are you from, brat?"

"East Blue!" He declared.

East Blue? "How did you get all the way out here?" Marco asked, surely he hadn't been blown the whole way.

"On a ship!" He said brightly.

Marco stared at the boy a moment longer, was this kid seriously this stupid? "What kind of ship?"

The boy looked up at him in thought. "A worship."

"A warship?" He corrected and the boy nodded. "A Marine Warship?" He clarified and the boy nodded again.

"And what was a brat like you doing on a warship?" Pops asked, throughly amused at the situation.

"Grandad said I have to become a strong Marine but I already told him that I'm gonna be a pirate so he took me, Ace and Sabo to that place with all the Marines." He explained.

"Marineford?"

Luffy brightened. "Yeah! And then the man with the goat said we weren't allowed to come back and that Gradad had to stay and work. So that other man was taking us back to Dawn Island. I can't remember his name but Ace said he was a dog even if he didn't look like one."

Oh great, some high-ranking Marine's grandchild was on board their ship. Depending on the rank would depend on what the Marines course of action would be once they found out just where the brat had landed. A glance to his Captian told him that Pops wasn't as concerned about this as he should be.

"Tell me, what is the name of the Marine unfortunate enough to have the next Pirate King for a grandson?" Pops asked looking far too pleased with the situation.

Luffy smiled that huge smile of his. "Grandad!" And then his stomach growled. Marco almost mistook it for a clap of thunder if the little boy hadn't clutched his stomach and groaned.

"Why don't you take our guest to the galley and get him some food." Pops said. "Maybe after that you can help him remember who is grandfather is."

Watch his 'Grandad' be an admiral. Worst case scenario was that Luffy was the grandson of Kong. A shudder passed through him at the unholy fire storm that would descend upon them if this brat was related to that monster.

"Come on, kid." He said and ushered the brat out.

"See ya later, Old Man!" Luffy called over his shoulder.

XxX

Thatch was dumbfounded, a state he hadn't been in for quite a few years which was quite a feat when one sailed the Grand Line as he and the rest of the crew did. In all his years he had never seen anyone, let alone a kid, eat like that. Hell, a betting pool had even started at one point.

Marco had pawned the kid, he now knew to be Luffy, off on him as soon as they walked out of Pops room. He had been muttering something about the Marines but Thatch hadn't managed to catch exactly what he was talking about. He did manage to hear that he was supposed to take the kid to the galley for some grub and thus they made their way there.

When he had taken custody of the kid, he had never imagined that he was about to witness this tiny kid consume plate after plate of food. But was that all? No! No it was not all! This kid had somehow got a hold of a devil fruit, a Gum Gum Fruit if Thatch had interpreted correctly.

He had first seen this weird ability in action after Luffy had finished his first plate of food. The kid hadn't even looked up as he reached down the table, a good five feet, and snatched Jozu's plate away before the man knew what happened. Thatch had been so surprised that he hadn't even called him on it until after he stole his third plate.

Thatch watched in morbid fascination as the kid shoveled down his thirty-second plate of food. Luffy's stomach continued to expand until he was triple the size he had been when they entered the galley. Should he stop him? Surely kids weren't supposed to eat this much, hell, he couldn't eat this much if he had been starved for a month.

"If he eats anymore, it'll start cutting into our stores and there's no telling how long he'd going to be with us." Izo muttered into his ear.

He nodded absently as the kid shoved a huge drumstick in his mouth and swallowed, bone and all. "That's enough kid." He said as the kid reached for another plate that had been placed at the end of the table.

Luffy looked up, his cheeks stuffed full, making him look like a chipmunk. "Huh?"

Thatch smiled at the kid. "You're about to eat us out of house and home." He said and Luffy's eyes widened in surprise. "How do your parents keep you fed?"

The boy swallowed the mouthful, his through expanding to accommodate it. "I don't have parents." He said though it didn't seem to cause him any pain. Perhaps they had died too far back for him to remember.

"Who takes care of you then?"

"I do!" He said brightly and eyed the plate of food at the end. "Me, Ace and Sabo go hunting! I like crocodile the best!"

What the hell?

Thatch nodded. This kid was from the Grand Line, he was sure of it. "So, which island are you from? Maybe, if we are close enough, we can give you a lift back."

"Dawn Island!" He was still eyeing that plate of food. Thatch looked around until he made eye contact with one of the men in his division and discreetly ordered him to get rid of the plate of temptation.

"Hey, that's in East Blue!" Someone behind him shouted. Apparently the crowd from earlier had disappeared yet. It wasn't everyday that they had a kid on board the Mob Dick after all.

"You blew all the way to the Grand Line from the East Blue?" He asked slightly alarmed. Surely that couldn't have happened.

"His grandfather's a Marine." The voice of Marco said. Thatch turned around to see the First Division Commander slash First Mate. "Any luck remembering what his name is?"

Thatch turned to look back to Luffy. "Well Dadan call's him Garp."

It was unfortunate that Thatch had chosen that moment to take a sip of his ale. The second he heard the boy utter the name of that terror he had choked and ended up spraying the table with his drink. He continued to choke until Marco gave him a solid thump on the back.

"Monkey D. Garp?!" He had to confirm it. "Garp the Fist?!"

"Yeah!" He said and then rubbed his head. "His Fist of Love really hurts even though I'm rubber."

What the hell was a Fist of Love?

"Rubber?" He had forgotten to tell Marco about the kid being a Devil Fruit User.

"I ate the Gum Gum Fruit!" He declared proudly, his little eyes zeroing in on a man from the Third Division as he walked by with a heaping plate of food. "It tasted awful."

"And where did a kid like you get a hold of a Devil Fruit in the East Blue?" Thatch asked. Most people, when they ate a Devil Fruit, found the accursed fruit in the Grand Line.

The boy looked sheepish for a moment and even blushed. "It was an accident, I thought it was desert." And then he giggled, adjusting the straw hat that was too big for him. "You should have seen Shanks face after I ate it."

Thatch turned back to face Marco. "We gotta get rid of this kid." He glanced back to the straw hat, he knew that damn thing looked familiar.

A/N

There should be only one more part after this one followed by more random one-shots! Enjoy and please review.