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sonic: espio the chameleon

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Characters: Espio and Ace
Location: Out.
Rating: PG/Pg-13? Might be some cursing.
Open/Closed/Finished: Closed.
Summary: Ace is tired of feeling like crap, and more over he's tired of watching Espio wallow in his own crap. So after learning where his room was through Namur and Thatch, he decided to go kidnap the chameleon and take him out like a good older brother should do.

Ace strolled through the halls of Gardens dorms heading to specific room. He knocked twice and waited, rocking back and forth on his heels for Espio to answer. He was tired of being mopey and tired of watching Espio mope too. Even though he and Toby had supposedly talked it really didn't seem to do much in lifting the pink ones spirits. Well Ace was going to change all that. Toby was Nakama and Ace hated seeing anyone; especially Nakama unhappy. So what better way to cheer someone up then kidnap them and force them to have fun!?

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"What?"

Espio was seated at the table, writing. He didn't bother getting up to answer the door properly - anyone who came to his room was someone who knew him and would probably come in of their own accord anyway.

"It's Ace, May I come in?" Ace called through the door. He would be nice and wait for permission or denial before he made his move against the pink lizard.

"You can open the door," Espio answered, which was... almost an invitation in.

Ace walked inside like he owned it. "Hey, Espio! Ready to go do something fun?"

Espio looked up to Ace, frowned, back to his notebook pointedly, and back to Ace again. "I am doing something fun."

"No, you're doing something mopey. Let's go out and do something fun in town!" Ace grinned moving over to him, better to grab him if needed.

Espio sighed, and put down his pen. Ace was distracting, and he had a funny feeling that he was going to continue. "Your definition of fun is different to mine - I like having time to myself, okay?" It was just that he'd been having an awful lot of it lately.

Ace just rolled his eyes and moved, picking Espio up off the chair and carrying him towards the door. "We're going out. You're my little brother and it's my job to make sure you have fun!"

Thatch had let it slip too that milkshakes are like vodka to Espio and he planned on getting the kid drunk.

Wh-what? Hey! HEY! Espio immediately started flailing on being picked up. What was with these damn pirates and picking him up?! Just because he was little didn't mean people could just tote him about as they pleased!

"What, now?! Put me down!!"

"That depends, will you run away or come willingly if I set you down?" Ace asked as he headed out of the room and down the hall as if nothing at all was wrong with what he was doing.

"What do you think?!"

Basically, run away. Run far, far away!

"I think I'm carrying you till we get to the bar." He said with a laugh. Some people stared but most were probably used to Marco carrying him and paid no attention to it. "Why are you so against spending time with us huh?"

"Who said I was against it?! I was doing something!" Espio protested, despite the fact that he could sit and write alone in his room at any time.

"Besides," he muttered aside, "it's not like you actually want me around anyway."

"Wha...I've been trying to do something with you for a while now! I wanna get to know you better. You are important and it's time you started to realize that." Ace smiled as they headed into town. Thankfully no monsters appeared between Garden and town.

"Why?" Espio asked. As far as he could see, the only reason any one of those pirates had any reason to so much as talk to him was because of their now-Captain. They were talking to him because they had to - he was 'family.' That didn't mean they would choose to have his company under any other circumstance.

"Because you seem like an interesting person." Ace said honestly. "You seem smart and I want to get to know you better. Find out just how interesting you are. Get to know the real Espio." He continued as they found a bar. He walked inside and found a nice little table in the corner. He set Espio in a chair and then sat down across from him.

Espio sighed. At least he'd been seated now. He supposed he might as well just deal with it... "Well, whatever. You know you're buying, right? You got enough on your sponsorship allowance?"

"Yeah I know. Toby and I are in the same Sponsorship, did you know? It's kind of nice..being together with him and all like that. It's really nice having a family. I forget sometimes...that I don't have to prove myself to them. They love me because I'm me...and only for that reason. I think it might be the same for you ya know." Ace smiled, resting his head on his hand after ordering a bottle of rum and two glasses. He would do milkshakes later.

"Amethyst."

Espio had been sponsored by Amethyst himself, but saw no reason to say so.

"I don't know about that. It's pretty obvious that I'm just that one guy on the side who you lot only pay attention to because I'm Marco's family. Why else would you want to bother?"

'Guy on the si...ahaa haha hahaha hahaha!!!" Ace started laughing hysterically clutching his sides as he chuckled. It went on for a while before he managed to calm himself.

"Thanks Espio...man I haven't laughed in that in a long time. That was great. What makes you think you're the man on the side? What, just because you're Marco's family means I can't befriend you because I want too? Do you really think Marco could make ME do anything I didn't wanna do? Honestly?"

Espio frowned, and didn't even wait for the laughter to subside before he argued.

"Is that really true? Would you have even bothered looking at me twice if I weren't Marco's family? Dragged me out here like this?" Espio shook his head. "You know that's not the case. There could be a whole bunch of reasons why, but at the very root of any of them is your loyalty to your family. So yes. Marco. Just because you and Thatch say you don't do anything for his sake doesn't make it true."

Thatch especially. There was just something about him that continued to rub Espio the wrong way. Namur... well, Namur seemed to just get on with shit.

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"More then likely yes. I like meeting new people and you seem like an interesting person. I probably would have tried to befriend you on my own. But we'll never know will we, because Marco introduced us. The choice we have now is to become honest friends and Nakama...or only say that we are for Marco's sake.

That's not something I'm down with. I'm not family with anyone just because someone says I am. I'm family because I choose it. I choose Grell as my sister because she's fun to be around and she's great for Marco. I want to be able to say you're really my family which is why I'm spending time with you and explaining this, trying to get through your thick pink skull." Ace chuckled lightly.

"I will say this though, you're just as stubborn as 95% of the other Whitebeard Pirates I know. If you were from my world, there would be no doubt in my mind Pops would invite you to be one of his sons. But Espio...how can anyone prove to you they want to be your friend honestly...if you won't let them?"

"No, you probably wouldn't have," Espio said, but it was less adamant than before. "I'm cranky and unapproachable, and I have a very different mindset to most of the people in Garden - it seems to piss people off. Makes them think I'm naive and stupid, or on some moral high horse or whatever. I'm good at making bad impressions."

At the very least, though, Ace seemed to be more honest than someone he could mention.

"To answer... it's not really something that can be proven, I s'pose."

"That would only make me more determined to get to know you. I like challenges. Besides I'm used to cranky people. No way you could be worse then Marco on a bad day." Ace mused as he poured them both a glass of rum from the bottle placed on the table.

"Then that sounds like you would be alone for a very long time. And unhappy. You're not used to people giving a damn about you, are you?"

"I have friends. Just not in large quantities - never have done, even back home. Things are a bit harder on this planet."

He sat back a little, looking at the glass of rum, wondering whether or not to actually drink it. Maybe a sip.

"You sure about that? Even Marco takes issue with the fact I'm a hero by profession - I fight criminals, support the police and believe in justice."