Hey there.

I got this idea and it did make it hard to concentrate on the stuff, I want to write. So here it is. A little Christmas present for you ;)

Also, I made an additional Story for this one on AO3. You can find easily if you search for 'A different journey' on AO3 and then click on series there. It is just as a helping guide for everything and it also contains a list with the second gender of character as far as it knows. So there may be spoilers later because I will update the list with the progression of the story.

But now on with the chapter.

~Filler 2 - Information~

Perospero sighed. He didn't want to be here. It wasn't a topic he was interested in. Well, only to a certain degree. But he hated how his mother ranted about it afterwards. She had even killed some of her Homies in her rants, so he didn't felt safe for one of his other siblings to take this part.

The part in listening about all the details some of their informants dug up about the other Yonko.

"If our information is correct, one member of the second division betrayed the Whitebeard Pirates."

He swallowed hard but also tried to keep it hidden. The second division. That was the one his little brother was the commander of. He felt worries raise inside of him. Despite this topic meant that his mother would be ranting badly.

"So how was the old man betrayed? Did someone died?"

Perospero clenched his fists in anger at his mother. Because he knew what she was hoping.

"The man tried to kill one of the division commanders but didn't succeed because of another division commander."

He felt released after these words. So this would mean his little brother was most likely okay. He looked up at his mother's face.

He saw anger. Now he was in for a long rant about how his no good of a brother should have died.

Finally, he could leave. This woman was a monster. She had killed ten of her Homies during her rant which had turned more and more into a rage. It had taken him nearly an hour smooth-talking her with food.

It annoyed him how much of a brat his mother was. Seriously, she was sixty-six and she still hadn't been able to take of her children. No, this was the duty of him and Compote to take care of nearly every child his mother had produced. There wasn't a better word to describe it, because his mother didn't get together with people because of love, but only for their special ability or their race. It made him grow to despise his mother secretly because to her they weren't her children. They were her tools.

It was sickening… Because no one was able to break away from her to be on his own. Because Charlotte Linlin wasn't one to take lightly after all she was a Yonko.

He sighed. There had been only two who would be able to get away from the control. One was Katakuri who was now Whitebeard's second division commander, one of the only places where someone would be safe.

The other one had been his younger adopted sister who had been kidnapped from Big Mom because of a special ability which had been quite popular in this village. But no one in the village, where his adopted sister had been born, had wanted to get intimate with his mother, so she had kidnapped one of the newborn girls.

A little free spirit which had then been giving to him and Compote to take care of. Well, without the detail that she had been kidnapped. But only being fifteen or maybe sixteen around that time, he hadn't thought about his mother's wrongdoing.

"Peros-nii, is it true?"

He stopped in his thoughts and turned his head to look at his two bigger but younger brothers, Daifuku and Oven.

He lifted his eyebrows in question and Daifuku lowered his voice so he only whispered. "That there is news about Katakuri?"

Perospero sighed. It was normal for them to asked… but at the moment, he wasn't really in the mood for talking.

"Later…"

Brûlée was a bit nervous. It wasn't the normal time that her older brothers would be here. But there had been rumours about Katakuri.

Some said that he died. That was something she didn't hope for.

"Is Peros-Nii already here?"

Oven's voice made her jump. She hadn't realised that her brothers were already here. She easily forgot that she had made special mirrors for her three oldest brothers so that they could get into the mirror world whenever they desired.

"No. And haven't you learned about knocking? I'm not getting any younger!", Brûlée replied a little angry with Oven and Daifuku who both smiled a little impish. "But you still look very beautiful, Brûlée", the voice of her eldest brother interrupted.

All focus was now on him.

"Is everything fine with Katakuri-Nii?" "Tell us."

She didn't know how to feel about Perospero's reaction. He went over to the table and sat down. Brûlée quickly followed his gesture and brought some tea while Oven and Daifuku sat down as well.

"There had been a betrayal on the Moby Dick. One member of the second division tried to kill one of the commanders. But this murder wasn't a success. Everyone is alive, but they are wary about the traitor. Mama thinks after having a rage that we should maybe use this traitor. But… to be true I don't feel quite positive about that. Even if this could probably end in a conflict between Big Mom and Whitebeard, which could kinda benefit us to becoming free and being able to live free. I don't want this kind of man close to the younger ones. He betrayed Whitebeard. You have to be very crazy to do this and quite powerful as", Perospero told them after a sip from his tea.

"So Katakuri is fine?"

"Yes, at least as far as our information goes. Also, Whitebeard isn't actively chasing the traitor. So I guess that everyone on the ship is fine."

Both Oven and Daifuku looked quite relieved.

"And about… you know Cioccolata's child?", Oven spoke up.

Brûlée felt a bit torn. After all, Cioccolata had been her adopted little sister which made this child her nephew to some extent.

"He had gotten a bounty. Luckily, no one had noticed the similarities, yet, before we could hide the wanted posters of him", Perospeo answered for her.

"And don't call her that. Because this was only the name our mother gave her. Her real name was Kontania. That was also the name she said that should be on her grave", Brûlée said with a slightly stern voice.

She had been a little closer to her adopted sister as they had been closer in their ages.

"Well, at least I hope he comes after his father characterwise because if he comes after her. There will be chaos", Daifuku said looking slightly nostalgic.

He probably remembered all the pranks he had set up with Kontania.

"I wouldn't be surprised if he comes after her. He already does look a lot like her. Wait, let me get the wanted poster, so that you can see."

So yeah.
A few things.
I know Perospero says or make this Perorin-sound. I'm not good at writing these ways of speaking (Marco's yoi is something else), so before I butcher it, I leave it out.

Then another thing the OOC. I guess I will show a bit more about the Charlotte Family later to show you how it comes to this behaviour. But later~

Regarding Ciocollata/Kontania. She will be explained later. Normally, I don't like using OC for this type of job. But well... you see the reason later. Also, I won't answer to any guesses who she might be until it will be said much later in the story. She is just there as a connection. But no more information for now.
Except for the names:
Ciocollata is the Italian word for chocolate (at least that's what leo . org told me). So I used it to follow a bit the food-themed names of the Charlotte Family.
Kontania is a name which I found one a website and which is linked with curiosity.
You will see later why it was kinda important to me.

But now I can only say.
Merry Christmas everyone and see you next year.