Of Phoenix and Pineapple
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I present this chapter for Ewim da skunk aka Nire-chan. WB/M everywhere. I HAVE NO REGRET.
I own nothing, just my headcanons. One Piece and Whitebeard Pirates are Oda's
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Bless
The day he swore loyalty to a man whose both his captain and father was the day he wouldn't forget. The day when his life filled with the most wonderful things. The most beautiful family he'd ever wished. The brightest smiles that was his brethren. The warmest embrace that was his father. The life when he felt so blessed.
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Babysitting
Marco was left, exhausted. Taking care of a big family in place of his sickening father was lot and lot works. Yet, he did with no regret. No protest. At least, he got his reward, once everyone returned to their own room.
So he sat there, in Whitebeard's lap, half asleep while enjoying the massage his captain giving to him. And only for him this special treatment was given.
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Befuddled
Apparently, he had no clue how did Pops, aged 72 years old, could be very childish sometimes. Moreover, if there was booze involved.
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Bewitched
"I'm the cap'n!"
"Aye."
"I'm the strongest man in the world!"
"Aye, aye."
"My words are the rule!"
"Yes, they are, yoi."
"And where the hell d'you think you take my sake?" the huge man roared. He was furious.
"You had enough of 'em today, so why don't you be good and drink your pills instead, daddy?"
Whitebeard lost words. This wasn't the first time.
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A/N: I wrote and uploaded this by using my phone, sitting in the front porch, reading newspaper, and waiting for my Figuarts Marco to come. By the love of God, this is the 3rd day I did this. Still no sign of my lovely. Nay. Negative.
The next will be 'C'.
Any comment, critic, feedback, or suggestion will be good :3