Title: Respect The Ass-kicking Elderly

Word Count: 300

Character(s): Marco, Ace, Oc

Topic: Actions Over Words

Media: fic

Spoiler(s): Whitebeard pirates + Marineford

Rating: T


Ace shook his fist and burst into flames. "NO! I absolutely refuse to believe this!"

Marco arched his eyebrow and gave the younger man his best 'I-am-so-not-impressed-with-you-right-now' expression. "Why? Because he's old?"

"Oyaji could be considered 'old' and he kicks serious ass. But this guy! This guy." Ace pulled a face and looked at the shrivelled figure that had shuffled to a seat at the table.

"He's senile!"

"Nevertheless, this is the man who raised me and you will show some respect."

Ace looked at him askance "Just how old are you?"

Marco punched the rookie commander "Eh, he was old when he took me in. Gramps taught me how to use my devil fruit."

The wizened old man leaned heavily on his cane and trembled relentless whenever he made a movement.

"You're just messing with me and I'm not going to stand for it you dick!" Ace planted himself of the frail old man who had yet to pay them an ounce of attention. "Oi, Old man!"

The man peered blearily at the youth in front of him. "Have you come to take my order miss? I'll have some green tea."

Ace snorted "You expect me to believe that this is the bearer of the legendary dragon devil fruit and a former pirate of great repute? What a joke! I'm not that stupid."

The old man; hunched, shrivelled, half-blind and ill, raised his cane and sharply rapped Portgas D. Ace across the head with it.

Disbelieving expression plastered firmly on his face, Ace lapsed into blissful and painless unconsciousness.

"Marco-kun" he wheezed, disregarding the blood on his walking stick and the unconscious pirate at his feet "Your girlfriend has terrible manners. I could do with a cup of tea."

"Yes Shishou. Sorry Shishou. I'll brew you some tea now."