Dine 'n' Dash
Cara stretched out, the sun warming her skin. Since she and Ace made their deal things seemed to have become smoother between them. And he was holding to his end of the deal. As soon as they got their ship back on the sea Ace put away the eternal pose and started using his regular one.
"We should be arriving on the island within the hour," Ace said from the helm.
Cara walked over to him. "How are we going to get food? You didn't have much money on you." She crossed her arms with a pointed look. "You're not going to steal everything, are you? I'm not a pirate. I don't want a bounty on my head."
Ace laughed. "Don't worry. Pops sent some treasure with me in case."
"Treasure." Cara's arms fell to her sides.
"That's right. If you bothered thinking outside of the box when you were trying to escape you would have found it."
Cara growled at Ace's grin. "Don't make me regret saving you."
Ace shrugged.
"So is there anything else we're doing while on this island?"
"I'll let you decide when we get there."
"Me?" Cara cocked an eyebrow.
"Well, this is your trip. If there's something you want to do while on this island we can. But there's no guarantee it'll have anything fun to do." Ace's stomach growled. "Though we are going to get a meal before we leave it."
"In that case we should restock first. That way we can see what's on the island before making a decision on whether to stick a round for a while or not."
...
"Well, looks like not much is here," Cara said as she and Ace walked through the small town. A town full of cookie cutter houses and some shops but nothing of interest. Even the people wore similar clothes, dull in colors.
"Yeah. Small island. Small town. Let's get our supplies and get to a restaurant." Ace patted his growling stomach.
"You give the impression of a person who thinks with your stomach." Cara shook her head. "Come to think of it... I remember hearing a rumor that people with the name D have bottomless pits for stomachs. Is that true?"
"How should I know? I've only met one other with that name. That's Luffy. Wait a minute. I forgot Teach has that initial too."
"Who?"
"He's on Pops' crew," Ace said. "He's fat. Long curly black hair. Multiple missing teeth."
"Sounds charming."
"You haven't met him?" Ace glanced at her. "I figured you would have."
Cara shrugged. "I don't pay much attention to the men on Whitebeard's crew."
"You know Marco well enough."
"Yeah, well..." Cara scratched her arm. "He's known me since I was born. Literally. He actually delivered me."
"Really?" Ace's eyes widened.
Cara nodded.
"Guess I shouldn't be surprised since Marco is a doctor," Ace said. "So where's your dad?"
"Dead. He died when I was four years old."
"Sorry."
"Don't be." Cara waved away his concerns. "I don't remember him. So I'm not missing anything."
The two stopped talking about family as they found the store they were looking for. They purchased their supplies then took them back to the ship before heading to find something to eat.
"Thanks for letting me get a few more pairs of clothes," Cara said as they waited for their meal to arrive.
"No problem." Ace slung his arm over the back of his chair. "Since we're going to be sailing longer than expected it would be better if you had more than two sets."
Their meal came and they ate in relative silence. At least until the bill came. Cara glanced at it before handing it to Ace. "Here. I don't have any more money on me. You'll have to pay for it."
"Oh, that." Ace gulped down his drink. "We're not going to pay it."
"We're wh-"
"Time to go!" Ace grabbed Cara and threw her over his shoulder.
"Hey!" Cara lifted herself up the best she could and tried to peer over her shoulder. "Put me down! What's wrong with you?! You can't skip out on paying!"
"What? Of course I can!" A grin spread over Ace's face. "My brothers and I use to do this all the time! And I'm a pirate! I can do whatever I want!"
"You are a complete idiot! If I get a bounty because of you I'm going to kill you!"
Ace continued to laugh as he ran towards their ship. "You're not going to get a bounty over not paying for a single meal."
"You are an idiot!"
