Thanks for reading, sorry I didnt include this in the first chapter.

First 6 chapters are done and up on A03 but I'm gonna post them here too from now on.

I hope you all enjoyed chapter 1. Here is the 2nd.

Lemme know what you think and hope u enjoy.

I dont own one Piece.

But Katakuri and Dante will get their own story eventually.

It'd been two days since the decision had been made, there would be no war between Yonko but instead a wedding that would end the rising conflict between the two pirates, needless to say both marriage candidates were fearful of what awaited them. Cracker didn't so much as know the girls name and she hadn't heard much of any Sweet Commander besides the one coming to pick her up.

So far Big Mom had contacted Shanks twice more to discuss how things would proceed, Rosalinas dress would be chosen for her but she could provide the something old, borrowed and blue for herself and as an added reward for accepting the proposal herself she would be allowed to choose the flowers of her bouquet. It was a small gesture but it was one they were grateful for.

Dreading the thought of this entire situation Shanks had continued to be miserable and would sit in his study as Red Force drew ever closer, the crew had switched between sheer panic and hysteric wailing over what was to come.

Ever since her mothers passing Rosalina had always stayed with the crew, if ever she was to be left on an island while dangerous missions were carried out she would have at least two people to act as her guards, now she wasn't sure if she'd be allowed to see them once she was married. Having doubts that Big Mom would let her father visit whenever she pleased she had divided her time into three sections.

First she needed to pack and organise, no doubt Big Mom would want her living with whatever son she was to marry. Second was spending as much time with her father as possible, she knew it was breaking his heart to have this happen so soon after he'd celebrated the happy wedding of his best friend. Third was to spend time with the crew and make sure to leave happy memories behind, she couldn't sit and let them act like hysteric old ladies when they could be celebrating.

With the Captain mourning the impending wedding of his daughter and the daughter in question running from task to task it left only Beckman as competent leader. Though under the circumstances he was as devastated as Shanks was by the idea of such a wedding, having watched Rosalina grow up from the very day she was born it was as if he was losing a child of his own by this.

"Depending on which brat you end

up with this may not be entirely bad." The woman sighed as she lit a cigarette, having been asked by Rosalina to help with packing she was all too happy to oblige.

Oliva closed the trunk filled with clothes and locked it tight "I've dated all kinds of men so don't you worry your sweet head about a thing, once we know who your set to marry aunt Olivia can help you get whatever you want from it." She smirked as she lifted the heavy trunk from the bed and set it with the others by the door.

Rolling her eyes Rosalina chuckled, of course Oliva was known to have near endless relationships that always ended with her breaking it off, she could play a man like a fiddle with a few well-placed smiled and the bat of her eyelashes "Yeah I'll let you know if I need help with that." She hummed in response, more focused with collecting her books from their shelves before stacking them neatly in another trunk, she would only bring what she needed most before the wedding, the rest of her stuff would be sent on to her new home once they found out who she would marry.

"It isn't ideal but you know if this does work out and you play your cards right you could have a good marriage. I've never been married myself but I do know that communication is needed for any relationship." Oliva continued to give advice as she moved on to clearing away some things from on top of the dresser.

Rosalina hadn't been paying very much attention at all, as much as she tried to find silver lining to this there didn't seem to be many things in her favor, it seemed more like Big Mom was the one who would benefit the most from this, not her, not her father and probably not her future husband.

For the next hour or so they packed and tidied in silence, occasionally tossing things to one another or giving shrugs at forgotten items that had been found in random places of the room. There were still a few things to sort but she didn't have the time to deal with them before she was to leave.

They had already entered the No-Man's Land and were keeping a vigilant watch for any signs of approaching ships.

Shanks had finally managed to pull himself together and for the first time since hearing the offer from Big Mom he stepped onto the deck of Red Force, the crew were relieved to see their captain hadn't killed himself via alcohol poisoning or choked on excessive amounts of rum and sake during his days locked in his study.

It was no surprise to him that his crew were planning a big farewell dinner for Rosalina before she was to leave, to them it just seemed sad to let her leave without a good dinner and a party since the next time they saw her would be on her wedding day, it was their final chance to give her a proper goodbye. With the approval of Shanks they went into overdrive to get everything ready in record time.

Watching his crew scramble and race to prepare the celebratory meal Shanks found Beckman sitting on the rails drinking a bottle of sake, finally able to get some peace from the chatter and panic that was going on around them.

"There you are, I'm glad you're here because I need to talk to you." Shanks muttered as he leaned against the rails, giving a sympathetic smile to his first mate "I haven't handled the last few days well and I left you to deal with the mess I made, not very captain-like and I'm sorry." He huffed running his hand through his hair. It wasn't fair that Beckman had to do both the jobs of first mate and captain, especially when the captain should have pulled himself together to set a good example.

Taking a swig from the bottle Beckman chuckled and shook his head "No apology needed, you needed time to come to terms with this situation and you needed to spend quality time with your daughter, I can hardly blame you for being distraught after what little Rosie did." Offering the bottle to his captain it was quickly taken. Shanks would need all the booze he could get for tonight.

He was anxious as to when the Sweet Commander would arrive to take his daughter away, knowing full well he wouldn't see her again until she was in her wedding dress, the mere thought had tears welling in his eyes again. There was no two ways about this, his daughter would be married and it mattered very little what his opinion was on it.

Letting her go onto a different ship with complete stranger to be alone in a new land didn't sit right with him. She would be isolated and at the mercy of the Charlotte family, despite the agreement that no harm would be done as long as everyone remained peaceful Shanks felt uneasy, it would be easy to keep his daughter as a hostage and use her as a tool against him. This thought had crossed the minds of the crew too, it had been the topic of conversation over their breakfast with nothing but more panic and stress coming from it.

Once more Shanks needed to ask something of one he held dear, he couldn't let Rosalina go by herself, even if she could fight and defend well there were members of the Charlotte family far stronger than her, taking a few mouthfuls of sake Shanks had soon emptied the bottle, it wasn't good for him but it sure did help numb the pain.

"Beckman, I need yo-"

"I'm going with her." Beckham interrupted with a huff, he'd decided earlier that morning that eventually as his captains most trusted friend he would be asked to watch over Rosalina until they knew she was going to be safe. Having packed what he may need Beckham only had to wait until his captained dared bring it up.

Like Rosalina he knew it was easier to be the one saying the hard stuff than waiting around for Shanks to do it, it was better than having to hear him say the words and know how bad it hurt for him to say them.

"She'll need someone to have her back and I'm the best man for the job. It seems only right that I be there to help her through this. I'm packed and ready to go so just let me go with your blessing, captain." Beckman boasted as he got off the rails and crossed his arms, a smart grin plastered onto his face as he raised an eyebrow to his captain.

All Shanks could do in response was to laugh as he threw the empty bottle overboard and pressed his hand to his forehead, the fact that both his daughter and first mate were willing to drop everything else in their lives to help him was reason enough for him to try minimise the suffering of both.

"Why is it that you two always have to beat me to the punch? It's like neither of you wanna let me make any of the tough decisions lately but thank you, Beckham." Reaching up Shanks gave his old friend a pat on the shoulder "There's no one else I could trust to go watch over my daughter until her wedding day.. Just make sure the fucker who is marrying Rosalina is up to my standards, Big Mom can find another groom if this one isn't good enough for her." With a hearty laugh Shanks decided to retire to the mess hall to see how the preparations were coming on.

Beckman furrowed his brow "Dammit, Shanks, by your standards no man is good enough for her. I'm not gonna go repeating that to the fucking crazy hag!" He shouted after his captain but received only a thumbs up before he disappeared.

Two days ago on Whole Cake Island

"B-but I don't know how to be a husband! I don't know how to be a good husband! Katakuri, I can't get married!" Cracker wailed as he buried his head in his trembling hands.

Why did his mother want him to get married, getting to marry was either for the children who'd pleased her greatly or the tactful ones who could use it to their advantage and to Cracker he was neither of those things, he was undeserving of marriage.

Katakuri sighed and continued to eat, this was exactly how he knew it would go. Not five minutes into his Merienda and Cracker was already wailing, his brother didn't know why he bothered, no amount of tears or shouting could stop one of mamas marriages from going ahead. It was much easier to plan for future problems as opposed to the unchangeable ones at current times.

But least he had some insight for his brother on regards to being a husband, he'd managed to have a stable marriage for six years now without a single word of separation or a divorce.

"Being a good husband takes time and you don't learn it overnight, little brother, believe me I went down that road and it's easier to learn over time. You can and will be getting married so don't make it difficult, mama has been working hard to get this and if anything goes wrong it's you, me, the girl and Smoothie who are gonna be killed." Continuing to stuff his face full of doughnuts and tea Katakuri sat back in the armchair.

It was relaxing to have Merienda with his brother again, Katakuri knew he needn't fear removing his scarf when alone with his brother. Cracker had never uttered a single word of disgust or mockery towards his mouth and had at one point as a child gotten upset because he didn't have a 'cool' looking mouth like his brother, thus Cracker had been someone he could trust to see his mouth outside of a worst-case scenario event. It was good to have a sibling he could relax around.

Cracker sat in his bed, only having half-finished the food Streusen had prepared to help him regain his strength before Katakuri had begun filling him in on what their mother had planned. Now with tears running down his face he couldn't help but see the utter irony of this situation and began to laugh quietly.

"It has to be more punishment.. Who'd wanna marry me? I'm a disgraced Sweet Commander who couldn't beat a couple of kids or warn everyone. No one would want to marry such a failure, she'll just laugh at me and leave me." The Sweet Commander continued to laugh and giggle to himself as he shook his head.

This worried Katakuri quite a bit, enough for him to toss aside his doughnut and go to his brothers side, placing a hand on his brothers shoulder he sighed "Cracker, listen, if I married someone willing to kiss my deformed and fucking mouth every night then I think it's relatively safe to say the daughter of Red-Hair shanks will be content to marry you." As soon as the words left his mouth Katakuri regretted it, being subtle about the truth wasn't going to make it any easier for Cracker but being blunt wouldn't do much either.

Crackers head snapped up as wide eyes stared at his brother. So that was his bride then, the child of another Yonko, he didn't even know Shanks had a child but apparently he was going to be the one marrying her.

As the child of a Yonko and with dozens of siblings Cracker could only imagine what his bride would be like. Would she be deceptive and cruel, or would she be manipulative and malicious towards him?

His breathing soon became rapid and shaky, there was no way he could get to marry someone as important as that without some ulterior motive being at work.

"Okay, you need to calm down, Cracker, take deep breaths and try relax for me. This isn't as bad as you think it'll be, there's still more for you to know." It took a moment for Cracker to do as his brother asked, there wasn't much else to say that could worsen this for him.

Assuming that there couldn't be more ways for his situation to deteriorate Cracker took slow, deep breaths and took a minute to compose himself. After all he was still a Sweet Commander and however fragile his mind and body were right now he had to get both back into shape before he disappointed mama again.

"Alright, guess you have better news than the fact I'm marrying the daughter of a Yonko and someones whose bounty exceeds even yours, or the fact that I'm dead if I fail once more, or the news that my brother is missing his anniversary to babysit my lousy ass." Laughing sarcastically as he leaned back against the headboard he was almost convinced this was some waking nightmare, that he'd be pulled back to reality and find he was nothing more than a soul confined to a box.

Considering what he'd been through in the past few weeks Katakuri was surprised Cracker remembered his anniversary at all, even he'd forgotten until a few days prior when Smoothie had asked if they had special plans for the day. Forgetting such a day would surely have seen him sleeping on the floor for the next month.

"While you were in the bathroom I made some calls and got what information I could on your bride. Mama told me I'm to go collect her and I need to leave at dawn, but I have asked Dante to help you until I get back so you won't be alone. While I'm gone I'll see what I can do about explaining this to her, lord knows both of you will need the help." Katakuri huffed, before rubbing his temples. Being tasked with so much in a short amount of time was sure to wear him down but at least he knew Cracker would be in safe hands.

Cracker smiled, he'd always liked his brother-in-law, even more so because of the fact he wasn't intentionally cruel and had a genuine love for Katakuri, in truth Cracker was a little jealous of his brothers happy marriage.

It constantly amazed him the lengths the Mochi man went to in order to aid his siblings, even if they weren't among his most loved siblings he would do all he could to assist them in times of need. He could rest a little easier knowing more of his bride-to-be.

"Thank you, Katakuri. I really appreciate all you're doing to help me, I'll be sure to repay you in the future, that is if I still have one ahead of me." Sniffling quietly he rubbed his eyes, it was embarrassing to be sitting in bed weeping over his own wedding.

Nodding his head Katakuri grabbed a doughnut and began to eat once more, wanting to get some more food in his stomach before they ran into more problems. Cracker ate his food quickly and quietly, if he was to be married that meant all eyes would be on him soon, it wouldn't do to be looking in such a sorry state as he did now. He needed to look his best not only to meet his mothers expectations but also for his bride.

Once he had scarfed down all his food and drank all his tea Katakuri sat on the bed and licked his lips, he did love his Snack Times very much, more so when he could share them with others.

"Alright. Her name is Rosalina, she's about twenty-two or twenty- three years old at the moment. No previous engagements or marriages, can fight well considering her father forbids her to get involved in his fights.. She seems to be well loved among her fathers crew and allies. With a little work it might turn out okay, common interests provided and mutual respect granted." Katakuri had spent a good fifteen minutes calling all his informants to see who knew about Red-Hairs child, followed by another fifteen minutes of hearing what information there was on her, important facts were mixed in with mundane information Cracker would have to discover himself.

"I don't know what she looks like yet but I'll send a picture once we pick her up, I'll also bring one of you so it's a fair trade. While I'm gone try not to anger mama, Smoothie is still off training so you need to be careful." He warned, he knew Cracker wouldn't purposely enrage his mother or upset her willingly but with how he was it wouldn't be a surprise if his mouth ran away with him and he started pitching a fit over the wedding.

At least he could rely on Dante to try keep the peace while he was away, mama did have a fondness for the boy, him being the reason Katakuri had his bounty raised the last two times.

Pinching the bridge of his nose Cracker huffed, he'd have to get everything in order before Katakuri returned. He hoped his servants back on Biscuit Island were doing alright without him there, it wasn't going to be easy going back home with a wife when he'd originally left for his sister's wedding.

He could only imagine their shock over hearing he was punished and then to be married.

Aboard Red Force

Rosalina had been surprised to say the least, she hadn't expected to get such a fun filled send-off considering the circumstances surrounding it. Now instead of being caught in a panicked haze they were content to make her last night aboard Red Force one that would be remembered.

The tables of the mess hall were laid out with giant platters and bowls of food along with enough alcohol to keep them partying for days, it was clear they'd need it after she'd left.

While everyone chatted and hollered amongst themselves Shanks leaned back in his chair and gave a smile, it wasn't exactly the send-off he wanted to give his daughter before her wedding but then again he'd never thought of her marrying, not unless someone deserving of her were to come along and win her heart.

"Dad, you promised no tears, save it for the wedding." Rosalina whispered as she leaned over with a scowl, having made him agree to no tears at her farewell party she was happy to agree that he could cry and be as hysteric a father as he wished on the big day.

Wiping the tears away he chuckled, it wasn't as if anyone cared if cried, more than half the crew had been blubbering and wailing whilst preparing the party. Those of the crew who had been with Shanks since before her birth done nothing but spit swears and curses to Big Mom for doing this, those who'd joined when Rosalina was a child wept at the thought of such a sweet girl having to marry some brute, newer members complained at the unfair reality that she was now facing.

"Sorry, your dear old dad didn't think you'd have a pre-wedding party so young. I thought I had at least another five to ten years before this. You're too young to get married." Shanks huffed having convinced himself long ago that it'd be hard to find anyone suitable enough to marry her, he'd caused enough problems for anyone who'd tried dating her and chased them off before it got serious enough for marriage to be on the table.

"You got married when you were seventeen and had a clown conduct the ceremony, I've seen the photo albums so you can't make complaints." Rosalina snorted before shovelling more of the delicious fried rice into her mouth, she sure would miss Lucky Roos' cooking when she was gone, it was no wonder Big Mom had tried to offer him a position as a chef.

Shanks could not fault her reasoning, his own wedding had taken place less than a week after blurting out a half assed proposal, needless to say he had his work cut out for him when he'd asked his old friend to help out and host the reception, the red nosed jester nearly hit the roof at such a request.

He only hoped his daughter could find some happiness from all of this, he was already broken hearted that she'd marry a stranger and the thoughts of it being an unhappy marriage were near crippling for him.

"Dad, I swear I'm taking that fucking booze away if you keep this up." Rosalina snapped before snatching the bottle of sake from her father, it was hard enough having to leave but she didn't want to see her father crying for the rest of the night.

Grumbling and pouting Shanks stood up from his chair "I'll go get some fresh air and pull it together. Gimme five minutes." He grunted before taking the bottle back from her.

Walking towards the deck he stopped at the kitchen to see how Lucky Roo and the others were coping with the food "Dessert's gonna be a bit late since they're really chowing down on everything else. I have her favourites all ready to go for dessert, captain!" Lucky Roo hollered with a massive grin on his face, his small team of little helpers rushing about the kitchen with icing bags and mixing bowls in hand.

He could always trust Lucky Roo to make the best of food for every occasion.

Continuing up to the deck Shanks yawned, not having slept much the past few days he was kept upright by the copious amounts of caffeine and alcohol in his system.

"Shanks, I think you'd best go get Rosalina, those fuckers knew what answer they'd get and apparently we don't have until tomorrow." He heard Beckman yelling from the other end of the deck, eyes snapping open Shanks rushed towards the front of the ship, almost running smack into one of the palm trees on the deck.

To his horror a ship flying the flag of Big Mom was approaching, they'd all thought Rosalina would be picked up sometime tomorrow, giving them plenty of time to party and rest before her goodbye.

Smashing the bottle on the deck he shook his head, there was no way he'd let their farewell party be ruined by party crashers "Great, they can get an early night and set sail tomorrow, we're in the middle of something." He growled.

It wasn't long before the large ship came along side Red Force, the ships were similar in size except for the giant Homie sails the Charlotte ship boasted.

Laying eyes on the gigantic Sweet Commander that stood waiting Shanks scowled "You weren't supposed to be here until morning."

Katakuri simply gave a shrug, it wasn't his fault the winds had been good to them "We had good weather, it couldn't have been helped." A new voice chimed in.

Out from behind her brother came Charlotte Galette, a smirk plastered on her face as she approached the railing, taking a good look at Shanks and his first mate she tilted her head. The Minister of Butter grinned as she climbed the railed and moved her foot across to make the jump over the gap.

"It sounds like you're having quite the party, then again you are legendary for them, Red Hair." The young woman laughed before easily jumping the small gap between ships, standing on the rails of Red Force she sat down and crossed her legs.

Instinctively Beckman pulled his gun on her, as far as he was concerned she was an uninvited enemy crashing a party "I suggest you get back on your ship and wait until morning, this is a farewell party and I don't recall you pair getting an invitation." Shanks spat, thoroughly displeased with the sudden arrivals, all he needed was for them to show up and take Rosalina right in the middle of her own party, that really would be putting salt in his wounds.

Galette pouted and shook her head as Katakuri bridged the gap between the ships in one quick move, the Sweet Commander glared down at both of the men, rather offended to have had a gun pointed at his darling sister.

"Hardly, the weather was good and we are on time, now if you must point a gun at someone then point at me instead of my sister." Katakuri warned, he didn't want to make this anymore painful than it would be but if he felt they were threatened as a Sweet Commander he was required to act.

Shanks put his head in his hands and sighed deeply, if he caused a scene the party would be ruined, if he didn't do something they might just take Rosalina without so much as a goodbye.

"Dad~, Beckman~, Lucky Roo says you both need to get your asses back down to the party!" Rosalina sang as she ran up onto the deck, having noticed both her father and his first mate missing from the party she sought out Lucky Roo in the kitchens. Hearing that dessert was about to be served she dashed up to the deck to make sure they wouldn't miss it.

Her bright smile soon faded when she saw what was happening on deck, recoiling back for a second she averted her eyes. She wasn't ready to go yet, she hadn't said her goodbyes or had any of Lucky Roos delicious cake.

Taking a deep breath she approached Beckman, it was clear he was making some sort of threat to either the gigantic man or the woman seated on the rails, whichever one he was threatening would surely make trouble later if this wasn't sorted.

Placing her hand on Beckmans arm she forced him to lower the gun, shaking her head slowly, with little persuasion he holstered his gun and nodded.

Turning her attention to who she assumed would be her new siblings-in- law she was at a loss for words.

Both Charlotte children looked the girl up and down, there wasn't much in the way of family resemblance between her and Shanks.

With her brownish red hair and chocolate eyes the girl could easily claim to not be affiliated with the Red-Haired pirate, if it hadn't been for her outwardly calling Shanks 'dad' neither would have needed firm confirmation of who she was, lest they end up being tricked with a decoy. More resembling her mother than her father the only tell-tale sign that the two were related was the deathly scowls and glares the two gave off.

"Oh.. W-well. D-do I have to leave right now?" Rosalina asked nervously, moving closer to her dad and grabbing his arm, not only as a source of comfort but to keep him from pulling out gryphon.

Galette and Katakuri looked at one another, there was no real need to take the girl immediately, neither wanted to start a fight either since they could make good time on the return trip, hostilities before the wedding would not be something their mother wanted to hear either.

"We've actually arrived on time thanks to some strong winds. Since you seem to be having a farewell party it'd be cruel to just snatch you up and sail away." Galette explained getting off the rails she approached her soon to be sister-in-law, taking the girls hand she smiled "I guess I should start calling you little sister now, huh, Rosalina?" The woman laughed.

Katakuri knew what his sister was doing, playing nice to get on the girls good side straight off the bat, she certainly wasn't wasting any time in making her own allies. Rolling his eyes Katakuri decided to start where his sister had preferred to not.

"Introductions are not my sisters strong point, I apologise. I am Charlotte Katakuri, Sweet Commander and the Minister of Flour. This is my younger sister, Charlotte Galette the Minister of Butter." He gestured to himself and then to his younger sister, giving her a quick glare, he knew his sister was eager to meet Crackers bride but not that eager to get on her good side.

"Good, we all know each other. Now get off my ship until tomorrow, we're in the middle of something and you weren't invited." Shanks snapped at the party crashers, earning himself a scowl not only from the Charlotte siblings but his own daughter as well.

Rosalina had always heard her father say 'the more the merrier' in regards to parties or celebrations, he'd never turned friends or stranger away from one of his gatherings and prided himself on his warm welcomes.

Shaking her head Rosalina let go of her father "What happened to your 'the more the merrier' sentiment when it came to parties? It's exactly what you said when my sixteenth birthday ended up as a three day drinking match between you and Hawk-eyes." The girl nagged, as much as she appreciated the birthday parties she wasn't all that appreciative of having it turned into a three day bender between a Yonko and a Warlord.

Turning her attention back to the two Charlotte siblings she sighed "You're invited to stay if you'd like. We have all sorts of food and drink, Lucky Roo is about to serve up dessert so there's plenty to go around, the more the merrier." Rosalina offered, knowing her father would remain petty and snarky on the subject out of sheer displeasure for the situation.

Galette was delighted by the invitation, she'd been curious about the crew aboard Red Force and eager to see if they truly did live up to the stories surrounding them, before she could respond Katakuri spoke "Thank you, but once the food has been finished we must take our leave. Mama wants to meet you as soon as possible and the quicker you arrive the more time you'll have to get acquainted with your betrothed."

Hating that once again he had to play the bad guy, Katakuri saw how much this was hurting both Shanks and his daughter, ending their celebrations early meant they could be back on Whole Cake Island in less than two days if they had a strong wind.

Having already seen how this would go Katakuri knew it was going to be this way and was certain there would be plenty of tears in the process.

Gritting his teeth Shanks shook his head, it was bad enough being backed into such a corner he needed to depend on his daughter sacrifice to keep the peace but now they wouldn't get a proper goodbye either, Big Mom knew they had no options but to obey and she certainly wanted them to be reminded.

It was crucial that he keep his cool, one wrong placed word and it could cost his daughter her life, no doubt that was why the Sweet Commander with the highest bounty for this job, the behemoth of a man could pose even a challenge for even Shanks to defeat.

"Of course, but only after we have finished and not a moment sooner. My chef has worked very hard on making Rosalinas favourite foods for tonight and the crew will want to say their goodbyes." Turning his back to them Shanks sighed and shook his head before heading back down to the party, fearful he'd say something he'd regret if he continued talking.

Leaving Rosalina and Beckman with the two Charlotte siblings the two looked at another with a look of surprise, both had expected there to be some sort of shouting match when it came down to it.

Taking a cigar from his jacket pocket Beckman lit it, if his captain was playing nice he'd have to follow suit as a good example for the rest "Head on back, kiddo, you shouldn't be missing your own party. I'll be down in a sec." Tussling the girls hair Beckman smirked, turning her around he nudged her towards the stairs. It wouldn't do to have their guest of honour missing her celebration.

Rolling her eyes Rosalina took the hint, whatever Beckman was up to he certainly didn't want her know, captains child or not it wasn't her place to question or undermine what the first mate of the ship did.

"Alright, alright, I know when I'm not wanted." Rosalina huffed and held her hands up as she walked.

Galette jumped down off the railings and was quick to catch up, taking her soon-to-be sisters arm she smiled warmly "I've heard your fathers parties are just to die for, I hope you won't mind showing me if that's actually true." Galette smirked as she looked back to her elder brother, only to receive a scornful look.

If she was in Rosalinas good book logic dictated that Galette would also get into the good books of Shanks and his crew, Katakuri had to admit it was a clever move.

Even if Galette was willing to play nice and try to make friends Katakuri couldn't pull the same tricks. By way of his Haki he was aware Rosalina would have a chaperone to accompany her, if Shanks didn't get his own way on that there would be blood drawn.

It was already more than apparent that Shanks could only be pushed so far and the limit seemed to be cutting his daughter off from the safety of those she trusted, to Katakuri it wasn't worth starting a fight over, Ben Beckman wouldn't pose much of a threat.

He needed things to go as smooth as possible, any problems caused by him or Galette would most likely leave Rosalina bitter and resentful towards the Charlotte family.

"I'm aware she will have a chaperone accompanying her until the wedding. You are the right hand man to your captain so there would be no one he'd trust more for the task but if you cause any problems I won't hesitate to stop you." Katakuri huffed as he shook his head, playing the nice guy was not something he could pull off like Galette so easily did, he did have moments where he could make the lives of others easier but he made sure those times didn't happen often.

Beckman just gave a nod and continued to smoke his cigar, now wondering if the rumours of the monstrous Charlotte Children were true seeing as how one known for his sadistic brutality seemed to behave in such a civil manner.

When Rosalina returned back to the mess hall with Galette at her side she was met with angry eyes and grumbles, obviously Shanks made it known that they had new guests who just so happened to be there to take Rosalina away.

With a furrowed brow Galette leaned in close to Rosalina "Is this how they greet everyone or did we arrive unfashionably late?" the Minister of Butter asked in a hushed tone, knowing full well her presence was most likely going to cause tension among others.

Shaking her head Rosaline led her back towards where she had been sitting with her father, finding him in the middle of chugging down a mug of good beer, no doubt to calm himself and to drown his sorrows.

Galette really had to give the red haired pirate, for someone of his age to be able to drink such amounts of alcohol so regularly it was amazing his liver hadn't been destroyed by now.

Almost ignoring what Rosalina was saying to her Galette grabbed an empty plate and began piling it with food, she wasn't about to turn down a good meal by one of the best cooks in the New World, nodding her head frequently she feigned interest in hearing about the surly pirates glaring at her "Oh I understand, I'm the big bad meanie here to steal you away, we expected it." She hummed giving a sympathetic look.

Once the pirates had sulked enough the party returned to full swing, the presence of Galette and Katakuri at the captain's table was just barely tolerated due to Rosalinas welcoming nature towards the two, even if Katakuri had barely spoken to her.

The night went on as originally planned, there was booze, food, fun and then to top it all off there was the desserts. Lucky Roo had pulled out all the stops for making it perfect, the cake was excessively large and was adorned by smaller cupcakes, icing, strawberries and even sparklers. It was quite clear Lucky Roo had been planning the cake since the day Rosalina accepted the offer, then again someone had to try make it less of a miserable affair.

While the opportunity was there Galette pulled a small Cameko den-den, Katakuri had mentioned needed a picture to send along to Cracker and what better chance than when she was in utter delight at her special cake.

"Oh this'll look great." Galette exclaimed with glee as she snapped the photo, immediately trying to make her sudden desire for pictures less suspicious she turned and took another photo of the cake and then another of Katakuri.

By now he was far less than impressed with his sisters sneaky tactics, he was now unsure if this was still part of her act or if she was genuinely trying to welcome the girl to their family. Whichever was the case he was absolutely certain Shanks wouldn't let the party die down for hours, it was just one more passive aggressive tactic in his arsenal.

Taking a deep breath he let out a heavy sigh as he grabbed the Cameko from Galette "That's enough of that foolery, it's going to be a long night so try to remain somewhat sober. I'm not suffering this alone"