Pink Carnations (Whitebeard Pirates x F!Child!Reader)

Rain

"Splash, splash, splash, splash!" (Name) sang. She jumped into every puddle in her path, dressed in her yellow raincoat and navy blue rain boots, with her green frog umbrella raised over her head. Oden followed right behind her with his light umbrella open and resting easily on his shoulder.

"Oi, don't go too far ahead!" he called.

"O~kay!" She laughed at every puddle she stepped in, keeping a few steps ahead of Oden. He couldn't help but smile at how she was just playing on the road. The two were on their way to the nearest village to take medicine. It turns out that Vista's disease has spread to the other members.

Marco, who was the first to prevent himself from getting sick, was stuck at home trying to cook with a sniffing, almost delusional Thatch telling him what to do. Oden and (Name) managed to avoid catching the disease, and Oden was proud for a few minutes after stepping out in the rain that he had never been sick in the last fifteen years. (Name) was completely surprised.

"Nee, Oden-san, are we almost there?" she asked, 1 minutes later.

"Ten more minutes. Why? Eager to get home?"

"I'm just a little worried. I mean, is it okay for Marco-san to be in the kitchen with a sick Thatch telling him what to do?" (Name) thought about it.

"I'm sure he'll be fine. The worst thing he could do is blow up the kitchen. And I don't think he's that stupid." he said. (Name) laughed and continued to step in almost every puddle she saw until they reached the city.The sky was pouring at this time and most people were off the streets to take refuge in their homes. The two entered the nearest store they saw and quickly savored the warm air provided by the temporary shelter.

"Just medicine?"

"And orange juice and honey!" (Name) happily provided. Oden placed the two umbrellas aside before heading deeper into the store. (Name) followed him closely and pressed the sleeve of his cloak so as not to get lost. Once in the medicinal hall, Oden crouched down to examine the items. (Name) took the opportunity to play with her long black hair. He didn't care.

"Oden-san, why is your hair so long and weird?" she asked curiously, "It goes to the middle of your back!" He picked up a bottle of pills and turned it over to read the back.

"I've always had this for so long. I like it this way, and it's not weird." he replied.

"Have you ever thought about cutting it?"

''Hm...nah. It seems like a lot of work." he admitted, He stood with a couple of pill bottles in his hand and walked over to the refrigerated section.

"So I could cut your hair?" She looked at him with the most pleading face she could muster. 

He returned it with a teasing smile "Oh? Could you handle such a big responsibility?" he asked. 

(Name) nodded furiously.

"I can!" Oden smiled.

"I see. But maybe I'll let you when I know you can handle scissors properly." he said. (Name) pouted, but gave in easily.

"Okay. But you have one small promise!" she exclaimed as she held her pinky out to him. He did the same, placing his finger on hers.

"I promise." 

After picking up all the shopping, they headed back out into the pouring rain.

"We're back~!" the little girl called. She and Oden took off their shoes and left their umbrellas by the door before walking towards the kitchen. When they got there, the swordsman dropped the shopping bag and (Name)'s jaw twisted.The kitchen was absolutely destroyed. The stove appeared to have been blown up and the cabinets around it had been charred. A strange-looking liquid was dripping from the ceiling and the granite countertop was cracked in half.

Marco was nowhere to be found and Thatch was lying motionless, a few steps away from the entire scene. He was snoring.

"See Oden-san! I told you! Marco-sa- THE THING ON THE CEILING IS MOVING!"

From that day on, Marco was not allowed to cook, ever, again.