𝘖𝘯𝘦-𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ♡

Ⅵ.『 The best birthday 』

"It's too fucking cold!" Whined the pompadoured commander, trying not to freeze in the cold winter island weather. The Moby Dick, Whitebeard pirates' ship was getting closer to one of their protected winter islands to celebrate christmas and new year. They did this almost every year, and all pirates on the Yonko ship enjoyed the holiday. They needed the extra days-off, as this year was more tiring with all the new.. interesting people joining their crew.

"Stop whining already-yoi." The first mate glared at him, and sighed loudly. This is a headache, he thought. Turning his interest to his other ship brothers, Marco smiled and shook his head. The most powerful and feared crew they were, but look at all those idiots playing snowball fight clumsily here with one another. He can't think of the fact that they're feared. Back to the freezing idiot, Thatch was now begging Ace to burn him. Wait- burn?!

"Pllleasseee~ I'm too cold here, burn me so I can warm up, Accceee!" The fourth commander whined, fire user besides him scowling at his whining. Ace huffed, letting his arm turn into blazing fire to warm the idiot that won't stop bothering him. Thatch beamed instantly and thanked him, latching onto his arm. Really, how did he not get burned while hugging fire like this? Maybe it was the cold? Or just Thatch's dumbness in general. Well, lucky for Ace he can't feel the cold, being made from fire and all. He was the only one walking around with no winter clothes on, and without a shirt as well. Even Marco himself wore something, though his phoenix's fire is very different than Ace's. Whitebeard is an exception, though. And the first mate seemed to have realize that their captain and father is going around with his chest fully open and was going towards him. Ace watched with fondness as the blonde partially stomped there. Though.. Was the captain showing off or was it his own imagination..? And why does he even wear his cape if he won't wear it normally? It's winter! He's going to get sick! With that in mind, and wanting to watch the bird-brain scold their father, Ace walked to the two with Thatch just.. hugging his arm. Ace was casually dragging the man with him.

"Pops, maybe you should listen to that bird-brain? I don't want the mother hen to be moody all day, and I don't want you to get sick as well. It's bad for your already bad health." He reasoned, Marco glaring at him all the time. But he did agree with Ace. Excluding the mother hen part. He's not a mother hen, God damn it.
...
Okay, okay, maybe he is a mother hen, but not too much. He won't say it out loud though.

"Gurararara. Thank you, my sons, but I'm okay like this. A simple cold won't hold me back, you know that." Whitebeard said, trying to reassure the commanders that everything would be alright. Was it even working? Because now half of the commanders were around him, trying to get him to wear something. No one glanced at Ace, and why would they? He doesn't feel the cold, he's a fire logia. Marco doesn't get that, though.

"And you know what happened last time we were here-yoi! You got sick and couldn't fight for days, Pops. I'm not even talking about you, fire brat! Go and wear something-yoi!" Marco shouted at Whitebeard, then he turned to shout at Ace. Honestly? Marco is probably the only person that could shout to everyone in the crew, including the captain, and get away with it.

"Wha-? Why me too?! I'm made of fire, I don't even catch cold! You stupid pineapple." Ace shot back, with a really, really, really mad Marco glaring at him. Ace visibly sweated, took a step back and nodded nervously. No need to make Marco angry enough to knock out the leftovers of his brain, no. He would go and get something for now, something little. Not much. Hopefully it would be enough for the first commander.

After Ace left, Marco's glare turned to Whitebeard and he averted gaze. Marco let out a heavy sigh and turned to walk to the captain's room. He was the only one allowed inside without needing any confirmation, being the first commander and first mate/son. Going inside, Marco took out some warm clothes for his captain to wear. He will wear these, whether he likes it or not. There's no running away just because he's the captain.