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Characters: Ace, Marco, Thatch, Grell, Espio, Toby, Namur, Open
Location: Quad, Marco/Grell's room, who knows where else.
Rating: PG +, never can tell with this family
Summary: Ace just arrived and needs to meet the rest of his wonderful family. That includes the rest of Garden too.

It had been a few crazy days to say the least. Ace had gone from a near death experience to being dragged through time and space to a completely new place unrelated to his own world. After take a few days to get rested up, learn the ropes of Garden, and enroll in classes he finally felt as though he could hold his own here.

So here he stood outside of his room waiting patiently for Marco to come along and get him. The blond had asked him to meet up with him so he could introduce him to the rest of the family. Ace had to admit it. He was curious about Marco's child. What would he be like and would he accept Ace as his uncle? He took a deep breath and leaned against the wall. Marco sure as hell better hurry up before he got bored of waiting and wandered off.

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"Aye," Marco frowned and puffed up on the cigar. "Do you think we don't hurt with you? That it doesn't hurt to see your nakama in pain? How would you feel if it was Luffy?" A sigh and Marco traced the clouds. "If you're happy, be happy, but don't you dare fake it for our sake. We're not stupid and it won't make us happy. You're trying to sacrifice yourself so much that you never stop to think if we want that. Would you appreciate it if Straw Hat did that for you? You yelled at him for coming to rescue you and called us your nakama. What do you think that means? What will it take for us to to convince you that you don't have to earn our love or respect? If you trust us, you don't have to earn your place with us. We're all in this together, stupid. If you hurt, we hurt. That doesn't mean you have to hide it. It means you have to get through it." Another sigh. Shit he hated this.

"No, it means, trust us to get through it with you and stop being a coward about it, eh?" Too blunt. He needed to pull back. Argh.

"You want to know your one mistake? It wasn't leaving, it wasn't losing to Teach, it was thinking you weren't worth all that. You don't get to decide that. Thatch doesn't get to decide that he's not worth getting revenge for. Neither of you get to decide that. Got it? Your mistake in apologizing," the reason Marco go so furious that he got violent, the reason he completely lost all his cool, "Is is in suggesting you had the right to decide our actions, our emotions, our decisions. Rather than respect what that meant, and where it came from. We respected you enough to make your own decisions, Ace. We always have, and we still do. Don't ever try to decide that I made the wrong choice. Ever. You think you're not worth it? Well, that's because you're a fucking idiot. I know better. So just trust me to know that, stupid."

Marco twirled the cigar in his hand and passed it back to Thatch. Too heavy for him, he preferred the lighter cigarettes. "If you can't trust yourself, trust me. That was Squardo's mistake too. Thinking what he did was so unforgivable -- tch."

Ace sighed and flopped back down beside Thatch. "I don't know what they hell to do." He said running his hands through his hair. He moved, crawling over Thatch and sliding in between them, wrapping an arm around both of theirs and holding on tightly. "Don't leave me alone. Please." He didn't want to be alone anymore. Impel Down and the war...and then finding out what had happened, he didn't know what to do but he was afraid of being alone.

"Never." He put the cigar in his mouth and in a few movements, hauled Ace and Marco both into his lap, wrapping his arms around them and resting his chin between them. If they were a little cramped, they could deal with it.

"We're a family full of fucked up bastards but we're still a family." And if Namur was here, he would cuddle him, too, damnit. Or Grell or Toby or hell, even Espio despite how much the chameleon would complian. Maybe he'd just let Marco hold on to him.

Marco shot the other blond an annoyed look and switched into phoenix so they could cuddle him and he wouldn't be obligated to say anything stupid. Ha had no idea if anything he said sunk in or not. Maybe this was Ace's way of dealing with it. Who knows.

Ace settled further into Thatch's lap, cuddling him. He pulled the bird into his own lap and stroked him lightly as he smiled down at him. It had been entirely too long since he had held Marco like this and he was enjoying it. He relaxed, resting his head on Thatch's shoulder, pressing his lips against his neck in a small kiss as he finally managed to start settling down.

Marco could just go ahead and be annoyed. Thatch didn't know what else to do. He was tired from all this bullshit and feeling worn out in general. All he wanted was his family together. For the people he loved most to stop hurting and blaming themselves for shit that, in this place, didn't matter a good goddamn.

He smiles a little at Ace's kiss and holds them both tighter, putting out his cigar so he can briefly kiss Ace's hair.

"I love you guys so much, you know that right?" he said, his voice gravelly from straining against the emotion that was trying to sweep over him. "Without my family, I would be nothing."

Them, Namur, Grell, even Espio and Toby. If it weren't for them. Living for them. Trying for them and trying (and mostly failing) to give them the best life he could.

"Aye, I know," Marco whistled back, calming down almost instantly and snuggling Thatch and Ace cheerfully. They were both idiots, but they were his idiots and he loved them too. "I love you both too. Tell Ace. Even though I got mad at him."

"Tell him yourself," Thatch said, giving Marco a bland look. If the phoenix was going to say it he was going to say it so everyone could understand, especially the people that needed to.

"Huh? Tell me what?" Ace mumured as he looked between Thatch and Marco. He wasn't sure what was going on. He had never really gotten the hang of understanding Marco's trills and calls. He'd wanted to learn but well, Thatch was way better at it then he was.

"No. If I switch back to human I'll want to peck him stupid," Marco growled irritably.

He grabbed Marco's beak and yanked him closer, looking into his eyes.

"Tell. Him."

Ace watched the scene quietly. It wasn't often that someone told Marco what to do. He looked between them wondering what in the world was going on and maybe that perhaps he should leave. He had really angered Marco and he hadn't done it on purpose. But it seemed the phoenix was still angry. He had to admit, he was curious, but he wouldn't speak just yet. He wanted to let them work out what was happening first.

Edited 2013-09-12 04:41 (UTC)

Marco stilled and froze instantly, looking back into Thatch's eyes for a long time. It was easy to tell Thatch anything. Even the painful truths, even when he was overcome with emotions and all he wanted to do was break everything. Still, Marco was stubborn as fuck, and it wasn't that easy!

He was still mad! He still wanted to kick Ace off the roof just because! Part of him even wanted to peck Thatch for trying to boss him around! Stupid Thatch, who did he think he was? Marco's first mate?

Oh right. That's exactly who he was.

Marco let out an irritated phoenix growl, gave quick jerk back, but switched back into human.

He didn't look at Ace, just moved to the side of him and wrapped his arm hard over Ace's eyes, hooking him in the elbow and locking him there. "I love you. It doesn't matter how mad I get, I'll always love you. Got it?" Another irritated growl. "Fucking idiot."

Marco wasn't used to getting so angry with anyone he didn't want to kill. And he wasn't good at handling it when it did happen. It was too much like dealing with Squardo, or Shanks, or any of them. He didn't always have much of a temper when it did get set off, it blazed as badly as Ace's, but lower and more long lasting.

He wasn't the only fucking idiot. They were all fucking idiots. Thatch lets him say his piece and then slips his hand over Marco's eyes, pulling him back a little and kissing the skin on the top of his head. If Marco couldn't see, he didn't have to think so much. He could just be and let Thatch steer this ship for now.

Oh, that's what this is about. Ace mused to himself as he was nestled into Marco's side rather harshly. Either way those words filled him and he gripped the blonds shirt in his hands, clinging tightly to it as he shook a little bit, emotions welling up in him again. He hated crying. He hated it so much. Yet that was all he seemed to be doing the last few hours.

"Love you too." He whispered to both of them as he tried to get himself under control.

Marco gently ruffles Ace's black hair some more and laughs softly before kissing the top of Ace's head too.

"Ace... it'll be okay, eh? Stop thinking about what you have to do or could have done, or any of it. Just exist, yoi. Things are what they are."

Good. Now that that was all settled maybe things would be just a hair easier from now on. He didn't know. He needed a drink or two. Or five. This shit was going to wear him out. He rested his face in Marco's hair, smelling the faint citrusy scent that was ever present no matter the shampoo he used.

"Aye... We're here for you, Sparks. Whatever you want. Rain or shine."

Ace nodded and just soaked up their love. Had it really been so long since hey had been like this? Just the three of them?

"Hey...let's go get a drink?" Ace said after a moment. He felt like he could really use one. "Then maybe some sleep."

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