The Whitebeard Pirates' Playground

Ch. 24 - You're not Whitebeard (Part 9)

No drawings this time sadly,  if I could I would have drawings for every chapter! I love drawings.

The long awaited Marines have appeared!!!!

"Ace, please, I'm just trying to-"

"IT'S MARCO THE PHOENIX! GET HIM!"

"Oh for fucks sake, just leave me alone!" Marco sighed hearing someone call for him like that obviously only meant one thing.

"Oi Pineapple, those marines are trying to get your attention."

"I know-yoi. I would like 5 crates of these, 6 of th-"

"Aren't you going to fight them?"

"No, I am in interested in that right now, I just want to finish this and go back to the ship, I have plenty of paperwork to finish. Anyway. 6 of those,..." Marco ignored the yells of justice and honour and how he should prepare himself for his capture bla bla bla, it's always the same thing anyway, and continued giving his order to the merchant. Who to his luck also ignored the marines and continues to take his order, probably didn't want to miss a sale this big, smart man.

He glanced to the side when he saw flickers of flames, because of course Ace ran towards them to start a fight. Fishing into his pocket he took his money pouch and counted out the amount needed to pay, giving that and a little extra to the man. "Please deliver them to the port, preferably by tonight."

The merchant nodded, quickly putting away the big stash of money, "Of course sir! I will start packing everything up and get my boys to deliver! One- two hours tops!"

With a nod in thanks Marco turned to the ongoing fight, holding the bridge of his nose. Why. Why is Ace fighting them. They're not even after him right now. And like he said, he had paperwork enough and he did NOT want to pay for scorch marks on the pavement.

"Ace-yoi. We're going back, let's go."

"They wanne fight Marco!"

Oh, he said his name. Probably too busy concentrating to remember to make a nickname. He was tempted to let Ace keep fighting and maybe have a real conversation if this mean no accusations against him, but the loud boom quickly ended that thought and he turned into his hybrid form, flying up and picking up Ace by his shoulder seconds later.

"O-o-oiiii!!!! What are you doing!?"

"Going back to the ship."

"I'm not done with them!!!!"

"No, but I am. Like I said, I am busy. I only took you with me because you wanted to check what I spend my money... excuse me... the old man's money on-"

"Of course! I need to know if you're spending it on yourself or stashing it in a secret bank account to steal!"

Marco hummed, "yea, and how much and on what did I spend the money on this last shop? My money pouch seems pretty empty."

Ace was silent trying to look up and search to see the money pouch... it indeed wasn't bulging anymore like before....

"You don't know, do you? Because you went to fight the Marines instead of staying with me-yoi."

"..."

"No need to pout, you'll just have to trust me I spend it for the ship."

Marco snorted at the expression turning even worse, maybe a little cute, "Alright, you saw the prices for each crate, right?"