#fierylegacy

♠❙— Ack! He was caught! He hid behind the closest tree, peeking out carefully as he saw her looking right at him. "T-that was a test! Got it!? Y-you passed.. a-anyway, just make sure to pay for those apples if you pick 'em! Alright?!" So much for trying to look tough..

“A test hm? Well good to know I passed! You almost had me for a while there, just watch for sticks and dry leaves, that’s what gave you away.” She turned to fully face the boy, nodding down toward his feet. 

“Alright tough guy, pay for it if you pick it, got it.” The witch gave a little lazy salute with one hand. “I take it you’re the spitfire who lives up here?” She asked, tilting her head to one side. 

@fierylegacy​ sent: "Daaaaad. Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad.. DAD." Jumps on top of his dad as he's sleeping. "DAAAAD, DAAAAAAD. Come on dad, wake up! You promised! DAAAAAAAAAAAAD. DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD." (Ah, Lion King quotes..)

He had fallen into a rare but needed deep slumber, the type that came rarely to him as of late. It was peaceful. The warm sun on his skin and the breeze lulling his mind, and yet he felt himself being dragged from the depths of his sleep by a persistent voice and finally, a weight knocking the wind out of his gut.

♠❙— "DOGGY!!" The boy hurried over, hugging the canine tight. "You're really big..! Almost like Stephan!"

The fierce image of Wano’s own guardian deity, aptly summarized by that title of ‘doggy’. Yamato cared little for the legends surrounding his mystical power, but he sure had his fun with it. It was a shame, really, he never got to show Ace his true power...

@fierylegacy​ asked: "Why do you have a mask like that? Are you a bandit?" [ unprompted ]

A moment of confusion upon the question. Silent contemplation of the question then follows immediately. And then, of course, the most obvious matter at hand - where did this child suddenly come from? It wasn’t often that anyone (especially someone so young) managed to catch the man off-guard. And yet, here he was, staring down to the boy, as though he had never seen another human being before.

Children were... ah, well, he wasn’t... exactly the best at conversing with them...

But ignoring the little one would not be the right thing to do, either, now would it?

“I’m not.” came the answer, brief and seemingly indifferent, a frown upon Drake’s features. Hostile, one could say, but this wasn’t quite the case. At this point, this... this was just what his face looked like, really.

“ Stupid sleepiness. ” He grumbles. “ Stupid hunger. Stupid everything. ”

He’s not grumpy, you are.

    It was time for a confrontation. He had every suspicion, and after a long time–he was sure of it. The surest he had ever been. The similarities were uncanny, from the face to the personality. It was already clear that this child didn’t like him. He had pulled a weapon out in front of him, forcing him to leave. He could have easily just snapped the boys neck, && set him aflame. But he did not. And he could not understand why.    

   Perhaps, it was because of that reason. Yet, it must be. He must solidify it first.

@fierylegacy​ sent: "JIIJII!" The boy shouted, running right for his grandfather. "DAD'S BEING MEAN." (I had to. Spade running to Grandpa Shirohige is the funniest shit--)

“Can I have a piggy back ride? I can’t see the boats from here.”

Ace’s eyebrows came close together as he looked at Spade with approving curiosity and already the hint of playful, fatherly mockery coming his way. 

“Piggy wants a piggy back ride, uh?” With a single arm he lifted Spade up and on his upper back the boy went, securing himself on his dad by the neck. “Are you sure you don’t prefer going on the shoulders, though? Best seat in the house”

Naturally, Spade would be interested in seeing the boats and find all about their pretty things: the colours they donned, the colours they flew, the rigging, the flags that saluted or threatened those who saw them. There was some sea salt in his blood.

“See that one there” Ace pointed at a small dory. “Can you tell me how it’s called?”