By the time the two tore themselves from their moment the battle had ceased leaving nothing but silence and wide eyes staring at the tall commander and the tiny marine.

One of them Domino's honey eyes as the group parted ways so they could see the destruction around the now halted battle.

Adaline quickly went collected herself and pulled away from Thatch moving to fix her shirt and look at the smirking marine who was dirt covered and panting. She then looked at Marco who was now in a tattered vest and frowning at how much damage the ground had sustained. Yet he was now walking closer to the bouncing in place woman.

"Damn, that was really cute." Domino called then looked over at Marco who had moved to wrap his arm over her shoulders a light smile on his face.

"You should do that birdy." She called as Marco rolled his eyes before pushing her with his arms lightly.

"What's the fun in that-yoi?" He scoffed as Domino rolled her eyes. "It's cute, you should do it." Her cold voice stating with arms crossed and leaning forward her eyes locking on the irritating blonde.

Marco leaned in smiling imitating her motions. "No."

Domino closed her eyes and let out a 'Hmph' she wanted cute things. He should be the provider of cute things. Didn't he know that's how this back and forth went? Oh...Oh god why was she acting like this?'

Adaline looked on at the scene. How Marco leaned in with a smile and arms crossed and Domino with puffed out cheeks. She then thought of something very very concerning and giggled to herself before laughing uncontrollably. "Pfthahaha, Dom," She continued.

Domino looked away form the tall maddening blonde and then down at how Adaline was now doubled over in laughter. Her shoulders moving in her motions as her high pitched and happy laughter lifted everyone around her.

Thatch held out his arms in worry, looking over her concerned as she continued. Was this normal? Was she okay? Is she broke? Did his affection break the tiny woman?!

Domino shook her head again and giggled to herself as the red head continued. There was nothing funny going on per-say. It just Adaline couldn't laugh without causing her bestfriend to laugh as well.

"Stop laughing you goon!" Domino giggled again trying to cover her smile as Adaline shook her head. Thatch now trying to stop his own laughter.

"I'm sorry just." Adaline dropped her head again after picking it up to apologize. "You..You're allergic to pineapples. Yet..you're all over one.!" She giggled again as Domino rolled her eyes and ran her hand through her hair.

Looking up at Marco for a second before looking away again. Her eyes closed and cheeks burning red.

"God damn it." She murmured before pushing Marco lightly, hiding her smile behind her hand. She was in fact allergic to pineapples. And here she was wishing so desperately to kiss one.

Marco tilted his head, then took a step back, looking between the two marines and his family. Then took a deep sharp breath at why they were laughing. Just because...

"I am not a pineapple-yoi!" He called lightly letting his childish behavior show. The fight was clearly over (And in his favor). But the heat he felt towards her was never extinguished.

Still he was being called a pineapple. He needed to defend himself for the thousandth time. Also Domino was allergic to pineapple? That was never mentioned before. Why was it never mentioned before.

It didn't matter how hard Marco tried to defend himself, the crew had now begun to roar in laughter.

"Opposites really do attract!

"Forbidden love."

"More like forbidden Fruit"

"You know whats worse?" Izo asked the red head as she pulled up and shook her head taking in a deep breath.

Domino, whos face was now beat red from her heavy laughter, tried to hide behind Marco while he held out his arms turning trying to reveal her new shyness. Determined to make her pay for her crimes.

"No what?" Adaline asked trying to hide her smile. Thatch only chuckled "Marco's favorite fruit is, pineapple!" He called as Izo slapped the back of his head.

"That was my line!" He yelled. Adaline went wide eyed before going very serious dropping some of her barriers.

"But that's like cannibalism." She stated matter of fact. "How could someone do something so evil?" She asked lightly. Her voice changing to a curious tone.

The crew only grew louder with laughter as they collectively Imagined Marco sitting in a room dinning on a pineapple with a bib. Fully prepared for cannibalism. His teeth sharp and the lighting dim. Casting an evil glow as he sharpened his overly large knives. Yes this was truly an evil man.

However the talking Pineapple himself only frowned before Domino waved her hands. "Okay, okay come on Ada, He doesn't look like a pineapple~." She reassured the crowd as they vigorously denied her words. "In my opinion he's super sexy, and not a...pineapple." She smiled to Marco's proud stance.

"Bull!" Whitebeard called bringing the crew to a stand still. Then a sudden out burst of laughter at how quickly their father turned on his first mate.

Marco sat down defeated crossing his legs and pulling Domino on top of him with an 'hmph.'.

It only took a second for Domino to settle in on his lap as she tried to muffle her laughter. "I should've known, my own father would turn on me-yoi." He grumbled before shaking his head.

Domino rolled her eyes giggling again. "Where's that loyalty you yelled about a min ago huh?" She asked Marco with a smile growing wide. He rolled his eyes then sighed.

"Say what you want about my looks but, pineapples are delicious-yoi." He mumbled resting his head on Dominos shoulder.

She patted him lightly. "You're delicious." She whispered only to him. The remark received a mixed response as Marco tapped her shoulder.

"You would know-yoi." He whispered against her neck sending excited chills up and down her spine in double time.

Domino took in a deep breath pulling herself back to the current conversation of people yelling about Pineapples.

"Look we'll just compare and contrast." She smiled leaning her head against his as he pulled his head from her tattooed shoulder.

His face now in a pout. His features not meant to be in such a state thus causing his lips pursed and frown lines appearing. Now this look only drove Domino in to a mini mental frenzy at how adorable that looked.

"Please don't-yoi." He mumbled putting his head back down. Squeezing her midsection for good measure. Domino let out a light gasp of pain. (Did he not realize that she was actually in pain?). Then shook her head. It didn't matter, she couldn't feel it with how close he was.

"How? where we gonna get a pineapple, this place isn't that type of island?" Thatch asked obviously distraught. Adaline just shook her head finding comfort beside the gentlemen. "You, ask that like it's a problem?" She sighed staring up at the man with happy eyes.

"I mean I can just grow y'all, one full size, no difference." (She shook her head for good measure) "Then we look to see if it looks like you, If it does, then whelp. You're a pineapple." She frowned then picked her head up with a finger swish. "But! If it don't then tada!" She clapped. "No family resemblance." She stated in her cold voice.

Marco picked up his head but this time his motions were softer. He had realized he hurt her and was secretly upset at himself for not picking up on it sooner. Yet, Something else he picked up demanding his full attention. "Family resemblance-yoi?" He asked her with a light curiosity.

Thatch laughed and waved his hands in the air for cups. "Yeah yeah, make some pineapples. And i'll use them for some fresh drinks!" He called. "Get this party going!" He cheered to a choruses of approvals.

Adaline went eyed and bounced lightly, her chest going with it. She would argue so many terrible things with this but you know what? What the hell. Might as well go with this. It's not like she could pull her Rear Admiral away from the man who literally had ahold on her. Anyway.

Thatch quickly tried to look away from the joyous motions of the petite redhead. But he was pulled towards their gravity. Even fully clothed they were magnificent and mesmerizing. This...This was how a man could get sea sick. They were drawing him in every..every..every..Whats going on again?

"Oh yes please~, It's been a long time since i've had something but straight acid." She cheered with a wide smile. Understanding full well Thatch was nearly dizzy from her movements. She was done with her pity party. Now it was just time for a party, party.

Domino closed her eyes content in this moment laying her head against the shoulders on the man she sat on. "You never complained before." She hummed now somehow running her hand over Marco's hair as he still pouted on her shoulder. But leaning into the small movements.

Adaline rolled her eyes. "Whatever girl, You started this now, quiet stalling, make make.!" She cheered as the crew now began to chant.

"Pine~apples! Marco! Pine~apples! Marco! Pine~apples!"

Domino looked on in horror as the group now clapped and stomped to the chant. Locking each others arms and kicking out only stopping to take a breath before they scream Marco at the top of their lungs.

"PINE~~APPLES~MARCO~"

"Oh..Oh no..." She murmured as Marco shook his head defeated.

"Look what you did-yoi. It'll take them all night to calm down." He murmured his lips just above her ear.

An ecstatic shiver ran up her spine as she leaned back against the mans chest. "Well, we'll be up anyway." She whispered moving to pull his chin towards her. Her cold voice full of want.

He tilted his head "Need to settle the score that badly-yoi?" He asked their lips not touching as they waited for the other to lose. Domino glanced down to the tiny cuts that had now been healed when she wasn't paying attention, and looked back up at with a 'give me' smile.

The electrifying moment rising between the two . Marcos hands moving to wrap around Dominos waist and tighten around her the motion lightly pulling free her tank top as his fingers ran along the now exposed skin. "I mean, I am a sore loser." She hummed and moved to close the gap turning her body so her back faced the crowd and her arms wrapped around his neck as she moved to straddle him.

However, a loud clap brought the two apart. Domino actually startled and throwing herself against Marco's chest in an failed attempt to hide. The force of her surprise forcing both of them to fall backwards. Marco' taking the brunt of the force with a heavy, "oomph'

"Fuck!" She yelped.

"That's how you make babies not Pineapples!" A loud and very red Adaline yelped. She was dragged down here by force she better damn well get a hand made Thatch crafted drink. They were so rare and delicious. She needed one! And Now.

Izo put a hand to his chin and hummed looking at how the pair were smiling at each others motions with muffled laughter. "Hmm, well maybe in Marco's case it's both?" He asked with a shrug.

Thatch laughed "Baby Pineapples!" He cheered imagining the crew chasing little Marco look a likes around the ship. And of course a pineapple themed everything. Parties, clothes, even weapons.

Marco sighed away the obvious thought bubble. "You started this-yoi." He placed his hand over his face in a failed attempt to try and hide it. It was actually growing red.

Domino rolled her eyes still ontop of him. "I can finish it, hold up." She smiled and with a twist of the wrist Marco look a likes sprung from the ground. Popping up with little sound effects, and captivating the entire crew as they moved to inspect them cautiously.

They never knew, with Domino, if it may be a trap or not. And seeing these perfectly ripe fruits appear so suddenly scared them.

Domino moved herself away from the mesmerizing blonde as Thatch plucked one from the bush nearest to the pair and held it up to Marco's face who was now once again draped over Domino's shoulder. His arms holding her waist. She was not escaping him that easily. In his mindset. She caused this, therefor she must pay.

Domino however was desperately trying to keep her head away from the pointed fruit.

She froze as the group leaned in with narrow eyes. Each with a hand on their chin. And mock intrigued looks.

Thatch nodded. "Hmmm.." He continued. As the group mimicked him as well.

"The color is different for sure." He hummed moving to twist it in the air. "But..." He held it up to the light as the group looked up in awe at the pineapple. They all pushing on each other to look at how he held it up like it was some ancient artifact that would bless them all in the world to come.

He tapped it with his knuckle. Then put his ear to it as Adaline murmured. "You guys are actually idiots." He only gave a sly glance in response before pushing it away.

"This sounds hollow. So it can't be Marco unfortunately." He sighed as the group dropped their shoulders too.

Izo then looked up with a snap of his fingers. "Are you sure you didn't tap on your own head?" Thatch only glared in response while Adaline giggled. Izo in turn narrowed his eyes and looked over at the snickering Red Head.

Thatch shrugged off the snickers. "Oh well, so it's not Marco, but still good for drinks. Can you make a few I don't know? Hundred more?" He asked Domino who had pulled herself from Marco's lips and looked on wide-eyed.

Izo leaned over the little woman who bounced in place. "After drinks, we need to play poker it's been a long time since i've collected money!" She smiled ignoring the staring Izo.

"The hell, you cleaned out the men just two days ago?" Domino's voice appeared from behind Marco. Who in turn moved to push her back front in center. Adaline just shrugged eyeing the pink kimono that now moved closer to her.

"You're using him for something." Izo murmured to himself only loud enough for her to hear. Adaline only shrugged with a wide smile and a nod. "Nope."

"Hmm. Wait! What? Go back," Domino asked going wide eyed and leaning away from Marco who only smiled with a triumphed glow. Her arms still wrapped around his neck as she casually hung from his neck. "How, how many?" She stuttered.

Marco shrugged off her arms as they fell and she moved to turn towards the crowd. . "A hundred at least-yoi." He stated in a nonchalant manor. Domino ran her hand through her hair and looked down at newly replenished grass and tilted her head.

"Your weeds can finally be useful for once-yoi?" He joked as she went straight faced at the new comment.

"Sure, but why? I mean, can't even drink that shit." Her cold voice serious as she looked over at the men who had already picked the current bushes clean.

Marco scoffed. "Are you being selfish? marine?" He asked putting a hand over his heart to mimic hurt.

Domino rolled her eyes and moved to lift up her knee to rest on it. "Yeah so what if I am?" She remarked as he crossed his arms and tilted his head. Both of them once again locked in a mental battle.

"That sounds like pirate talk to me-yoi." He stated to the crowds nod. Thatch pointed towards her as Adaline walked over to sit next to Domino a smile on her face.

"You can't be a marine and selfish." He agreed to both Adaline's and Domino's wide laughter. "Of course we can!" The pair called while Domino covered her mouth as she smiled.

Adaline shook her head sadly. "They will never learn girl."

Whitebeard pointed towards the two marines and nodded. "Marine or no Marine, Payment is payment you brat!." His boisterous laughter lifting the crew with it.

Domino rolled her eyes not willing to fight the great moment she was having. "Fine," Her cold voice back and her face smiling as she pulled her arms back to stretch then shook her head looking away from the men. A vicious smirk creeped across her face as she began to dig her fingers against the soft dirt. The grass around her decaying as she began to use her devil fruit.

She had used her powers to remake the grass she had destroyed but now her plans called for her complete power and there was only so many plants she could make at a time while maintaining her sobriety.

Adaline saw this motion before and quickly got up rushing to Thatch's side and desperately shook her head grabbing his arm with the same motion. "Dom...Don't. Please!" She mumbled hiding behind the tall man and pushing him forward lightly. He could be a good sacrifice to what was about to happen.

Thatch waved his arms frantically as she pushed him forward looking down in a curious manor before Marco now got up and moved back towards the auburn haired woman.

"Y'all want pineapples so bad?" She asked with a mischievous smile.

"Domino-yoi!" Marco shouted before suddenly the ground pulsed beneath the men. Causing all of them to be tripped up and fall down as large overgrown bushes now began to wiggle their way in the air before sprouting unnaturally large proportions of massive pineapples easily as tall as Whitebeard.

Domino laughed to herself as the group of men stared in awe at the looming shadows of monstrous pineapples. Then their eyes shifted from wonder to Anger as their teeth grew sharp and eyes white with anger. "They're to big!" They shouted.

Slapping the air as Adaline giggled.

"I bet, You've never heard that before!" She chirped as Domino and her hollered in laughter. This moment was a pure one for sure.

The crew and the women alike found themselves wrapped in a lull of happiness and timelessness. At some point the drinks had been poured and laughter was all that rang from the groups. Domino wrapped in Marco's arm while Adaline sat adjacent to Thatch but enjoying her own pineapple flavored drink as they each tried to keep poker faces with the newly dealt hand.

Domino of course chose a straight bottle. But that didn't matter. She could drink now that Adaline was back to her old self. Stealing the men's money and bouncing her chest with every moment of it.

Marco was enjoying himself once more. Somehow, even though all the parties involved knew this moment was fleeting they all found comfort in it.

Marco pulled Domino closer as she watched the poker game continue. It had been decided that she had a terrible poker face and therefor was not allowed to play. But she stayed by his side, 'Not' (yes) giving away his cards to the others.

Domino let out a small smile to herself as she leaned on his shoulder and nodded towards his cards.

"Yeah got a good hand huh?" She asked him her voice leading him away from the cards as her hand traveled around his belt loop and played with his sash. She was tired of waiting and wanted to end her losing streak.

"Bet Marco?" Vista asked not noticing how the marine pulled at the commanders shorts.

Marco shook his head then moved to place the cards down (fully prepared to give in to the woman) before stopping himself and looking over at her pleading eyes. "Actually, I think i'll raise-yoi." He continued swatting at Domino's wondering hand to grab a few more paper bills and tossing them on the ground.

All while eyeing the pouting marine with an innocent look.

"I'm sorry did you need something-yoi?" He asked with a smirk. Domino pulled back and put her hands behind her head now moving to stretch. "Nah, I can take care of it myself. Just thought you'd like to help." She sighed pulling her arms out of the stretch before shrugging and standing up.

"That's all." She hummed her voice a sultry one. It had not gone unnoticed by the poker group. Including Adaline who only shook her head placing down her bet. "He'll never win." She whispered to Thatch who looked down at her trying not to peak at either her chest or her cards.

Both were to tempting and within reach. But alas. He must resist.

"You think?" He whispered his response not looking down. (He was. He was clearly looking down at her chest.)

She nodded oblivious to the mans shameless stare. "I know."

Marco looked over the eyes all making new silent bets on who was to win. Then to Domino, who stood relaxed and unbothered by the loud bet just placed on them. They were once again locked in a silent battle before Domino pulled her eyes away from him and moved to walk away.

"It's been fun y'all." She gave a half hearted wave "Ada, you know it already but, everything was a shameless ploy, the ships ready when you are." Her cold voice back and her eyes away from Marco.

Ada gave a light nod in response but was wide eyed as Marco, turned away from her tapping his knee and running his tongue over his teeth. His hand found his stubbled covered chin as he thought about it.

Adaline scoffed and shook her head rolling her eyes placing two cards down and tapping for two more. "You know, when we said you make her act a different way.?" She asked. Marco looked over at her curious.

"Yeah?"

Adaline nodded "Well we mean that. That right there." She stopped then contuied leaning back and taking a breath. "Don't get me wrong, she's playful and she smiles but with us, she's cold. Personally, I think it's from before she was a marine. But, when you are around." She giggled. "It's something else. Like this confident warmth or something." She crossed her legs and tilted her head.

"She'll kill me for this but..."

Marco shook his head. "Whatever you're about to say. It's okay-yoi." She smiled at her wondering look. "I know-yoi..." He started when Adaline snickered to herself.

"When Shanks beat her she called for you, again."

The surprised glare of Marco had silenced the crowd as they looked between Adaline's knowing smile and Marco who had clearly not wanted to hear this again.

As if knowing made any difference.

"I think you two being stubborn is cute and all. But, at some point one of you has to give." Adaline stated crossing her arms.

Marco nodded away Adaline's kind speech and her surprise. It was welcomed but un needed. He knew where Domino stood. "I'll keep that in mind thank you-yoi." He smiled.

Before Adaline could respond at how offish he sounded, she heard a heavy thump and a girlish whimper.

The group looked over at Domino crossing her arms and legs slumped over herself and pouting. "I flipping fucking lost." She whimpered looking down at the grass her cheeks red. She didn't want to leave Marco's side just yet.

Marco smiled and looked up at Adaline who only blinked in surprise. "I knew she wouldn't go to far-yoi." He cheered as Domino only pouted more before looking at Adaline. "Thanks Ada but I rather not give in to a flaming chicken." She smiled while Marco murmured something only she could hear.

The red head only rolled her eyes, "Well, I'm sure you knew what I really meant. But." She smiled laying her hand down and moving to collect the money.

"I win!" She beamed happily.

Hello, I really do try and avoid AN's because really this site isn't interactive friendly as the other places I use so it is kinda hard to get some input, but anywho...Three things, I recently started re-reading One Piece because I wanted to make some things make sense. And I realized that there is litterly a chapter called the Femme Fetal or whatever and well, I've been going back and forth with her nickname and really just at this point it;s whatever.

What i'm getting at is, it is going to be time skippy from here and that is because well, it's coming to an end. And there's a lot of stuff that seemed out of place, but No, just hold on. Trust me, it seems weird but more or less I will get this one done. Thank you to my three reviewers! It actually makes me happy that people like this one since it's been the one were i just said screw it, i'ma write it. Also, I got a message about how I have a lot of extra chapters that could be pushed to be one. However, I don;t like that because on this site it's just a long list of words and after a while I feel it's to much for the eyes so I like to add multiple chapters to parts but eh. ANyway. I'm excited and thank you for all the good words!