Figuring it Out [Whitebeard Pirates x Child? Reader]

17. YOU HAVE PARENTS?!

-April 2cnd/3rd

M/n looked around the room in awe. It looked great... a lot better than he had expected it to. Thatch was chugging a water bottle. The room was finally cleaned and ready for M/n to sleep in. The room held all sorts of things, such as some old boxing gloves and a small weapons collection. and That was it besides the family photo of M/n, His father, his Late younger sister, and Toby. 

Thatch was practically dying, he had never sweated so much. Thatch saw how accomplished m/n looked. Feeling as if M/n was finally seeing how his life could be turned around. Thatch chuckled, now seeing that M/n had practically unspokenly moved into the Newgate home. Thatch looked at M/n once more, finally seeing how long his hair was.

"...Had your hair always been this long?" Thatch asked motioning towards M/ns ponytail.

"O-Oh... I haven't gotten it cut in a few years... So... Yeahhh" M/n scratched at the back of his neck, "Usually I keep it up in my hat and hood so no one really sees it..."

"Ah, I see" Thatch hummed, "You've got a lot of dead ends... Want me to trim it?" Thatch hummed.

"Y-Yeah, Sure..."

Thatch led M/n to the bathroom, pulling a stool out from the kitchen. Rushing up to his room and grabbed a medium-sized black bag from his dresser drawers. Once he came back downstairs, he plopped the bag down on the sink, opening it up and pulling out a bunch of hair stuff. M/n looked flabbergasted at how many hair items Thatch seemed to have in his possession. 

M/n didn't say anything, letting the man do whatever he planned to do. M/n watched as Thatch worked on his hair, feeling the weight be dropped from his head. After a while M/n had begun to get antsy, needing a break from sitting on the stool.

"Almost done pal..." Thatch murmured, Continuing to work, M/n could start to tell that the haircut was almost done by the way Thatch started to slow down. Thatch smiled, proud of his work. "All done! Whaddya think?" Thatch hummed

M/n looked in the mirror, "Looks cool..." He hummed, M/n grabbed his hairtye, putting his hair back up into a messy ponytail.

Thatch sighed, chuckling. Both of them heard the front door unlock with a click. M/n rushed into the room they had just cleaned, Tossing his hoodie back on, taking the hair tie out, and shoving all of his hair back into his hood and hat. Walking out of the room like nothing happened.

Ace scrambled around the home, A duffle bag hanging off of his shoulder.

"Whats the rush?" M/n asked

"Staying with my parents for the rest of the week" Ace hummed

M/n stopped, "You have parents?"

Ace stopped, "Yeah... But my Dad can suck a Dick" He grumbled

"A-h... Then why are you living here?"

"Dad lost custody of me after I was born due to him being in jail and my mom was in a coma after my birth so my Custody went to Gramps, Then Gramps handed me off to Dadan, Then Pops took me in" Ace explained in chronological order.

"...Oh...Whos Gramps and why was your dad in jail?"

"Dad was in jail due to Gang affiliations, and Gramps is known as Vice-Admiral Garp." Ace said, shoving some of his things in the bag

"Oooh-Wait! GARP?! IS YOUR GRANDPA?!!?"

"Y-Yeah..."

"...I've got beef with that Old ass Bastard"

"HA! He's got beef with everyone..." Ace saw the refurbished door, tracing the engravings... "Who fixed the door..."

"I did. Thought My dad's old room needed a revamp..." M/n murmured, "A-And... Maybe It needed a-A... Hosttt to live in it..." M/n stumbled on his words

Ace chuckled, "Ma's gonna be ecstatic" Ace chuckled

"Yeah, we spent the majority of the day cleaning away!" Thatch said

Someone peeked through the front door, "Almost Done Ace?" A Female voice said loud enough for him to hear

"Yup! I'm almost done, mom!" Ace said back, Tossing the bag over his shoulder, messing up M/ns hat before leaving with his mom. M/n caught a glance at the woman, eyes widening.

M/n stayed silent, waving them goodbye. Afraid about what the woman would do if she had seen him. Thatch put a hand on M/ns shoulder, noticing his now distressed state.

"she knows my mom..." M/n whispered

Thatch grimaced, remembering how much of a Bitch that woman was. M/n looked at Thatch, Smirking.

"Oh, What now?" Thatch sighed

"Guess we should find a way to break the news huh?"

Thatch shook his head, laughing. "Guess you're right!" 

M/n couldn't help but let a genuine smile play on his features. Things were finally turning up for him...Just maybe... Just maybe history doesn't repeat itself... Though that was only a lingering thought... How much damage could the world do to M/ns happy ending?... Turns out... A Lot...

To Be Continued...

(Hi! So I'll be taking a small break from FIO For the time being! and Updates and post stuff will get really slow! So I do apologize for those Who Really want updates! I'm trying to transfer a ton of my WIPS and Books onto google docs n such so I can work on them during school lol, Only when I have nothing to do though! Have a Good Day or night! ~Author Guy)