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“You what!?” Garp exclaimed.

“I had a baby.” Dragon said quietly.

“Like it came out of you or you found it?” Garp asked.

“Yes he came out of me!” Dragon yelled.

“Oh it’s a boy? Can I train him to be a marine?” Garp asked him, excited about maybe having another marine in the family. Gender didn’t matter to him.

“No, you can’t train him to be a marine! He’s not even two days old! And he gets to decide his future!” Dragon replied, exasperated at his father, “His name is Luffy by the way!”

“Luffy? That’s stupid! You should have named him Hurricane or Garp Jr.!” Garp grumbled.

“I’m not taking name suggestions from you! You named me Dragon! And you named yourself Garp!” Dragon couldn’t believe his father sometimes. Although, he’ll admit that Hurricane did sound like a cool name. Not that he’ll ever tell Garp that.

“Who’s the other dad? Do you know?” Garp asked.

“Of course I know who the dad is! I’m not you!” Dragon replied, a little angry that his father would just assume that he wouldn’t know.

“Hey! I have a general idea of who your father is, thank you!” Garp yelled, “Three names in fact!”

“Oh really? Who then?” Dragon won’t lie, he had been wondering about it as he got older.

“Roger, Rayleigh, or Whitebeard.” Garp said without hesitation, “Pretty sure it’s Roger, but we did have that threeway with Rayleigh right around the same time. And then I saw Whitebeard right after.”

Dragon had to take a moment after hearing that. His father, a man who did not like pirates, had relations with three of them at the same time. Meanwhile, it took Dragon until he was in his thirties to even have one steady relationship, if he could call it that.

Then Dragon realised how good of an opportunity this was to make fun of his father.

“You mean to tell me that you had a relationship with the three biggest pirates on the Grandline? You’re a terrible marine!” Dragon said laughing.

“Oi! Watch it boy! I’m still your father!” Garp yelled at him, “When am I gonna meet the little bugger? I want to see Ace too!”

“Can we meet at home in Windmill Village? It should be safe there and I am about three weeks away.” Dragon told him.

“So am I! I’ll meet you there!” Garp was about to hang up before he remembered, “Hey wait! You didn’t tell me who the dad was!”

“Oh, right. It’s Rosinante. Bring Sengoku and him with you. I want them to meet Luffy too.” Dragon replied before hanging up. He didn’t want to hear what his father had to say about it. He knew it would be something crude and marine related.

Garp sat there blinking and after a moment of silence, started laughing. His son had a baby! A biological one! Here he is thinking his son will die alone and his son is out there making a baby! With a marine! He couldn’t wait to tell Sengoku about this!

A sharp knock on his office door snapped him out of his happy stupor and he quickly composed himself, “Don’t just stand there! Get in here!”

The door opened to show Sengoku, with Rosinante holding a tea tray behind him. “I hope you didn’t forget about our meeting today, Garp.” Sengoku said while closing the door after Rosinante walked through.

“Of course not!” Garp replied slightly offended, then an idea popped into his head, “I would never forget about a meeting with my in-laws!”

“Good. Maybe your memory isn’t so shi- wait… in-law!? What the hell do you mean by that?!” Sengoku sputtered out, hoping this was just one of Garp’s antics.

“Your son knocked up mine, Dragon gave birth yesterday! Congrats Sengoku, you’re a Grandpa!” Garp told them with a shiteating grin.

Suddenly, a loud crash came from the seating area. Sengoku and Garp looked over to see a passed out Rosinante.