One Piece One Shots (Requests: Closed)

Birthday Wish (Bartolomeo, AU)

Today (October 6th) is Bartolomeo's birthday! So join me in a song!

*Takes a deep breath.* This month is such a special one it's birthday time for you. We'd really like to celebrate this happy day with you, so zippity-hay and hidey-ho there's something we can do. We'll sing a song that we all know...
Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy... birthday... dear... Bartolomeo... happy birthday... to...
-you have a birthday shout hurray! (Hurray!) We want to sing to you today! (Today!) One year older, and wiser too! Happy birthday... *clap* to you!

...I... don't have a song!

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  She tucks the little baby in bed before sighing sadly. There was just something disappointing about the fact her husband isn't home yet. She kneels down by the crib and slips her finger into the crack the little girl grabs the finger.
  (Y/n) feels her eyes start to tear up and she bites her lip. Tears start to spill out o her eyes. Here she thought that after they had a baby that maybe he'd be home more often, but nope. He's still out partying the night away, with a eighteen month-old baby and a wife at home.
  The worst part of it all was that he wasn't actually partying. He just wasn't home. She has no idea where he goes, he just doesn't come home until two in the morning, sometimes later.
  She pulls her finger away before the girl starts to cry. (Y/n) picks her up and starts to rock her back and forth. She walks over to the rocking chair and sits down in it. She rocks back and forth.
  Soon they both fall asleep, they're both deep in slumber when the front door opens and in walks the man she was waiting for all night. He walks past the open door with his boots on before he suddenly stop and peeks in the door.
  He slips off his shoes before walking over next to them, he grabs some old wilting flowers out of the vase next to the sleeping pair and places a new dozen of roses inside the glass.
  He starts walks to the trash can and throws out the flowers when (C/n) starts to cry. He rushes over and picks her up, "Sh... sh... don't wake mommy up now-dabe."
  "She's had to go through a lot... especially because I'm no good... I always stay out late-dabe," he sighs while holding the smaller form. "Your mommy does a lot-dabe. She's seriously the best, right-dabe? So be the best possible child for her-dabe. And when she wakes up... please tell her that starting from now I'll be home early-dabe. You got that-dabe? Of course you don't, you can't even speak yet-dabe."
  "Hey... let's surprise your mom-dabe! Okay-dabe? You don't tell her anything, and I'll come home early tomorrow to surprise her, doesn't that sound appeasing-dabe?" he gently places her inside her crib and covers her up in her blanket, "I love you, (C/n)-dabe."
  He walks over to (Y/n) and picks her up. He carried her into their bedroom and lays her down in the bed. He kisses her forehead before he grabs the blanket and pulls it over her.
  He walks back out and grabs his shoes, he takes them to the front door. He drops them there before he walks back to bed and climbs in it. He pulls his (h/l) (h/c)-haired love into an embrace. He snuggles his face into her neck.
  The next morning his internal alarm goes off and he pulls away from the embrace. He kisses her forehead and tries to get out of bed without waking her, but her eyes groggily open.
  "Bartolomeo? Where are you-" her eyes focus on the clock behind him and she sighs. "Oh. Work? Why didn't you wake me when you came home yesterday?"
  "You were sleeping so peacefully, I just didn't want to wake you-dabe. Go back to sleep-dabe. I'll be back tonight-dabe," he squeezes her hand before yawning and getting dressed for work.
  He then puts on his boots and he's out the door. She gets up and rubs her eyes, "I should check on (C/n)."
  She walks down the hallway and into the baby's room. She yawns before smiling at the peaceful creature. She walks away, into the kitchen and past the calendar. She suddenly stops dead in her tracks and backtracks to the calendar.
  Her (e/c) eyes widen, "It's Bartolomeo's birthday! How can I be so forgetful! I've got to get cake... and a present... and... food for his favorite dish!"
  She runs back into her room before throwing on her clothes and rushing into the baby's room. She picks her up and changes her outfit and diaper and all that good stuff. She gets out the carrier and straps the eighteen month-old baby inside.
  "I'm sorry I have to do this to you so early in the morning..." she then rushes to the store and buys everything she needs.
  She gets back and starts to prepare everything like crazy. She occasionally checks in on (C/n), but the cute adorable girl was being a complete angel. She'd only cry if she was hungry, needed her diaper change, etc.
  At around six, she heard the door open and she turns around surprised, but then looks back at the stove, "Bartolomeo? What-what are you doing home so early? Dinner's not ready yet..."
  "I just wanted to see you-dabe," he walks up and wraps his arms around her waist. "But what's this-dabe? Did (C/n) actually learn how to talk and I didn't know-dabe?"
  "No. She's only eighteen months, Bartolomeo," she sighs, "Did you forget it was your birthday today?"
  "Oh... that makes more sense-dabe," he says straightforwardly which causes (Y/n) to laugh. "I seriously thought that she tattled on me, because last night I told her I'd be home early-dabe."
  "Yeah. That didn't happen," she chuckles before she turns off the stove and turns around to look at him. He wraps his arms around her and picks her up.
  "How about we call a babysitter and have a nice adult night out-dabe?" he nuzzles his face into her neck. "I've missed you-dabe."
  "I can't say no, birthday boy, if that's your birthday wish."
  "Well, it is."

~Birthday Wish End~