-Tori-
"Gurahah," the larger man laughed loudly, "Thatch, why don't you take Tori to the kitchen?" he boomed waving the funny haired man over to us, "Give the girl something to eat."
"Sure thing Pops," I was scooped out of Ace's arms and found myself on my back being cuddled like a baby.
I squirmed out of his grip climbing up onto his shoulder, preparing to jump back to Ace or Marco. "Stay with Thatch- yoi," Marco ordered, "Ace and I will talk to Pops and then show you around – yoi."
He scratched my ears, an amused smile touching his lips as I leaned into his touch and slipped, almost falling off Thatch's shoulder. "Come on Missy, let's get you something to eat."
Thatch carried me, no longer like a baby, away from the group and inside a house like area.
-Ace-
Marco and I joined Pops in his room, "What's gotten into you boys? It's not like you to bring someone back with you," he chuckled looking between us.
"We want her to join the crew," I settled in a chair as Marco leaned against the wall beside me.
"We were on our way back from patrolling Fishman and stopped at the gloomy little Island of Azura- yoi," Marco started to explain.
"There we met Tori, the villagers don't appear to know what Devil Fruits are and thought she was a demon- or at least the child of one," I continued.
"They'd already killed her parents and seemed hell bent on eliminating her as well- yoi," Marco cut in calmly.
"We couldn't leave her there," I stood up.
"Ace, go check on those two, I'd like to speak to Marco alone," Pops ordered gently taking a large swig of his sake.
"Sure," I shoved my hands in my pocket shooting Marco a grin before leaving.
-Marco-
"Pops?" I turned back to the old man as soon as the door closed behind Ace.
"There's more isn't there?" he asked
"She has a similar mentality as Ace, she doesn't think she should live or has a right to be alive- yoi," I sighed.
"I'll put her in Ace's division, but I want both of you to keep an eye on her," he stood, "Lets go welcome my new daughter."
-Tori-
I was sitting on the table in the dining area licking this cherry sauce off the plate that had once held a slice of cherry pie while Thatch was doing dishes in the other room when a fat man with a giant black bushy beard lumbered into the room. I watched him with narrowed eyes as he glanced at me. "Who's the fluff ball?" he asked looking over my shoulder.
"Tori, she's the girl Ace and Marco brought back," Thatch answered, coming forward to take my cleaned plate, "Did you like it?"
I felt my fur start to rise as the other man came closer. "Yummy pie," I answered slowly.
"He wants everybody on deck," Ace called as he slid into the room, "And he wants you in human form," he chuckled poking my nose.
Shifting I dropped off the table as far from Teach, as Ace called him, as possible.
-On deck-
I stared up at the giant of a man and his crescent moon shaped mustache that quivered as he laughed. "Tori, how would you like to become my daughter?" he asked leaning forward, elbows on his knees.
"But I already have a dad, I can't have a second one," I blinked in confusion at his question.
"Well, would you like to join my crew?" he smiled widely.
"Like Marco and Ace?" a nod, "Yes."
"But you don't want to be my daughter," he stopped, thinking, "How about my granddaughter then?"
I grinned, "I've never had a Gramps before."
"Gurahaha," he laughed loudly.
"Celebration," several people shouted, jumping and cheering.
"Tori our newest member of…," they all stopped, "Pops, what division is she in?" someone asked.
"Hm," Whitebeard, I suppose I should call him Gramps now, didn't answer at first, "The Second Division."
"Tori our newest Second Division Member!" several people shouted as others rolled up barrels from an area below us and tables were carried out of the house like building.
I turned to Ace as he stood grinning to my left. "Divisions?"
"Since Pops has such a big crew he's divided us into 16 groups or divisions so if something's wrong they can go to their commander, if the commander can't handle it then we go to Pop's," Ace explained.
"What Division are you in?" I tilted my head to one side as his grin got wider.
"I'm the second division commander," he wrapped an arm around my shoulders, "And Marco's the First Division commander.
"Do I have to call you commander?"
"Nah just Ace, I should introduce you to the others," he tugged me across the space to a crowd of people.
-Hours Later-
After muffling my thirteenth yawn, I slid off the barrel I was sitting on and started weaving my way through the crowd looking for Ace. "Looking for something- yoi?" Marco asked appearing at my side as I continued scanning the deck and yawning every few seconds.
"Ace, I wanna go to bed."
"Come on," he helped me down from the crate I was standing on, "You can sleep in my room tonight- yoi."
He started to lead me across the deck into the house like area, down a maze of hallways finally stopping at a long hall lined with doors that looked like an inn. Opening the first door on my left. "You can sleep in this ," he pulled a shirt like the one he was wearing from his closet and handed it to me.
He turned as I slipped out of my dress and buttoned the much too large shirt. "Night Marco," I gave him a quick hug before snuggling under the blankets of his bed.
"Night Tori," he smiled flipping back into his desk chair, flipping through some papers, "Get some sleep.
(Author's comment: Been a few weeks, sorry about that. All I'll say is family drama and school. Longer than before, I'm going to try to force myself to write chapters no shorter than this from now on. Enjoy and let me know what you think. Beta read by Claridessa, you're awesome.)