#spring factions

Hallo! I am so sorry this took an actual eternity! Best Mochi Man incoming!!

Spring Factions: Yonko 

Katakuri: Morning Storms

Storms in Toto land were interesting. Since everything was sweet based. Even the weather reflected that. Katakuri was up first as always. He left you sleeping in bed, you looked so cozy nestled amongst the thick blankets and pillows. Katakuri secretly did wish to climb back into bed with you but he had work to do. Crossing the room to grab his heavy scarf pulling it over his head, covering the lower part of his face. Stifling a yawn, Katakuri headed over to the wardrobe to grab his usual attire. A low rumbling noise reached his ears, then silence followed by a flash of light and another loud rumble. The pitter patter of rain hitting the windows was finally enough to rouse you from your slumber.

“Katakuri?” you yawned, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. Throwing back the covers you swung your legs out of the warm bed and instantly regretted your choice. “It’s so cold.” you whined, shivering as your feet touched the freezing floor. Katakuri wasted no time, in coming back to your side, carefully lifting your legs back onto the bed.

“Stay in bed.” he said softly “it’s early.” the thunder rumbled in the background. 

“Is there a storm?” he nodded,

“Keep warm.” he ordered, his big hand trailing your cheek slowly. Katakuri jolted when you laid a hand on his, even in the dim light you could tell he was probably blushing. “I have work-”

“It’s cold and early. Come back to bed.” you pleaded, planting a kiss to the palm of his hand “you need a little more rest once in a while.” slowly you tried to tug Katakuri back onto the bed but he refused to budge at all. Pouting you shuffled back towards him and rose to your feet, thankfully Katakuri was still crouching allowing you to wiggle under his big scarf and slip your arms around his neck. “I guess you’ll have to go to work like this then.” you teased, trying to wrap your legs around his huge torso. 

Katakuri sighed with his whole body, “just until it stops raining.” he reasoned, you slipped out of his scarf and turned down the bed more waiting for Katakuri to return to bed. Removing his scarf, he climbed back into bed. You snuggled back up instantly, Katakuri closed his eyes happily as lightning crept through the gap in the curtains, the rain getting heavier pattering against the window. This isn’t so bad. He felt a weight on his chest, opening one eye he found you laying on his chest, getting comfortable on him like a big cushion. Burying your face into his neck, he shivered as he felt little kisses being planted rapidly over his skin. 

Hi! Sorry this took so long! It is finally done!! 

Spring Factions: Yonko

Marco: flower crown

You had docked at a small and seemingly Marine free island, the sun was shining, you and Marco took this opportunity and went off to find a quiet spot to enjoy some time together. Thankfully this little island had huge lush grass fields, full of flowers and trees. The wind washed over the field tugging at the petals and leaves whisking the loose ones away into the sky. “This looks like a nice spot.” you hummed.

Marco laid on your lap with his book held lazily with one hand aloft above his face, one leg crossed over the other. You hummed happily as you attempted to thread the long stems of the flowers that decorated this beautiful field. You had seen a group of children making flower crowns on your walk through the small village and it had reminded you of your own childhood and you instantly wanted to try your hand at one. 

Grumbling and growling at the flowers that did not want to stay together. “You okay?” Marco asked, moving his book enough to peer over the edge of it. 

“It’s fine.” you huffed, Marco chuckled and returned to his book. 

Once you finally grasped the technique of flower twisting, you were on a roll. Though. You were on such a roll, you forgot to make the flower braid into a shape and twisted flower after flower together. The strand growing closer and closer to Marco’s head, he quivered as the delicate  petals of the flowers trailed across his forehead. Then the full head of the flower touched his skin and stayed there a few moments before it slid down slowly as another flower furthered the chain. Marco gave up reading as his field of vision was clouded by flowers. 

Oblivious to the situation at hand. You happily continued your work adding flower after flower.

“I don’t mean to interrupt but-” you glanced beyond your hands down at Marco. You stopped the laugh in your throat. Marco’s face was just visible from the garland of flowers that had coiled around his face giving him an almost flowery beard and full head of hair. 

“You..look majestic.” you chuckled leaning down to plant a soft kiss on his lips. “I still need to figure out how to make this into a crown. You mumbled sitting up straight looking at the flower garland. 

“Perhaps before you smother me with flowers” he laughed, though having said that Marco pushed himself up mindful of your work and elegantly twisted the flowers together to finally form the crown you had been trying to construct. “You tie these pieces here.” he explained and placed the finished item on your head “It suits you far more than me.” he said with a soft smile reaching to cup your cheek guiding your face towards him for another gentle kiss. “Shall  I show you again?”

“Please.” Marco cupped your hands and showed your hands how to twist the flowers delicately together to form the crown. You however weren’t paying attention to the flowers, your eyes kept glancing up at Marco’s gentle gaze focused on the task at hand. He’s so pretty. You smiled shyly, Marco’s eyes glanced upwards meeting your own. 

It’s been so long! I’m so sorry! I hope this is okay! The best Sun coming up!

Spring Factions: Yonko

Ace- Sun showers

It was supposed to be a simple errand trip and yet the weather had other things planned. The heavens opened up and rain poured down like a waterfall above you. Screeching like a panicked bird you ran towards the town and thankfully managed to find a band stand in a nearby park. Seeking shelter under it even though you were already soaked to the bone. Sighing deeply you tried to ring out the bottom of your t-shirt. You hadn’t even expected the shower. The sun was shining brightly overhead, with some clouds scattered around.  Your ears perked up at the sound of footsteps in the growing puddles. In the distance you noticed a figure running towards you, one that became more familiar as it grew closer. 

A broad figure stumbled up the few steps onto the band stand almost colliding with you. Without seeing the face you knew who it was by the orange hat alone. 

“Ace?” you asked, dipping to peer under the hat. He looked up at you with a bright grin. 

“Fancy seeing you here.” he said, tipping his hat only to flick water at your face. “Sorry I forgot. Wait!” Ace lunged forward hugging you tightly, the feel of your wet shirt sticking to you even more made you squirm. 

“Ace! Stop! I’m soaked-” your words fell short when a gentle warmth washed over you and in seconds you were bone dry and pleasantly warm. “Oh, you know. I forget you can do that.” you chuckled, slipping your arms around him absorbing more of his warmth “so warm.” you sighed happily. Eventually you pulled away and peered out from under the bandstand “Looks like we might be here a while” you hummed. 

Ace sat down in the centre of the stand and gestures for you to come join him. The minute you sat beside him, Ace snuggled up to you, yawned and rested his head on your shoulder, watching the rain still falling. “Still weird to see it sunny and raining at the same time.” he mumbled, you jumped as you felt his hand trying to wiggle into yours. Smiling, you laced your fingers with his and brought his hand to your lips to kiss. Ace turned to bury his face into your shoulder to hide his blush. 

“I thought you were busy with Thatch today?” you asked, tilting your head to rest against his soft ebony black hair 

“I wanted to spend time with you,” he admitted, squeezing your hand tightly “guess we didn’t really get to do anything fun.” he sighed, his body slumped with it. 

“But we did. I got to spend time with you and that’s always precious to me.” you explained, planting a kiss into his hair. “Look! A rainbow!” you announced excitedly, pointing up with your free hand. Ace glanced up from your shoulder. The rain still poured and with the sun’s aid, a bright rainbow stretched across the blue sky. “It’s beautiful.” 

Hallo! I do enjoy writing this goofball. I hope this is okay :) have a great day!!

Spring Factions

Shanks: Flower Crowns

Having time off the ship was pleasant, you got to properly experience the seasons and when Shanks found an island he liked, he would stay a while. You couldn’t remember the last time you got to enjoy Spring. The flowers blooming, the crisp mornings and lighting nights. You had walked out of the little town and up towards the cliff you had seen from the ship. Heading through an arch of trees, you admired the blossoming flowers and the remnants of the winter flowers stubbornly trying to keep going. Someone calling your name brought you out of your thoughts. Raising to your full height, you turned around to see your foolish and lovable captain striding towards you. Greeting you with one of his bright grins. 

“This is where you got off too.” he hummed, “where are you going?” he questioned.

“Just up to the cliff, it looked nice from the ship.” you replied, Shanks tilted his head expectantly looking at you with big puppy eyes “would you like to come with me?” you asked in turned, earning another smile and Shank threw his arm over your shoulder. The smell of his cheap cologne filling your nose.

“I’d love to.” He hummed as the pair of you headed up the forest path until you reached the cliff. It overlooked the ocean, a little wooden fence stopped you getting too close and covering the cliff was a huge blanket of flowers. 

“How wonderful.” you gasped, leaving Shank’s side to walk through the flower field finding a good spot to kneel that wasn’t right on a bunch of flowers. Shanks followed and plopped down beside you, leaning and resting his head on your shoulders. 

“I remember being a right squirt and making them flower crown things..” he rambled reaching to pluck a nearby daisy. “Couldn’t make one anymore even if I remembered how.” he added twiddling the flower between his fingers.

“Well I could help.” you suggested, gather a few flowers you sat behind Shanks reaching around, resting your hand over his good one and the other grabbing a flower. “Helping hands.” you stated with a silly smile on your face. Shank’s laughed loudly, turning his head back slightly 

“Well then..guide me.” your plan seemed better in your head. It was surprisingly difficult to coordinate your hands from behind Shanks and to guide his properly too. “I don’t think this is working.” he said after another failed attempt of threading a flower through another. Shanks could not contain his laughter and his body shook with his boyish laughter as you cursed again from behind him. In the end you shuffled back in front of him and deftly made a flower crown.

“This is better.” you sighed in defeat, rising onto your knees you placed the crown carefully onto his crimson locks. “Beautiful” Shanks blinked and grinned goofily before flopping onto your lap looking up at you sleepily. 

“Ah. This is a nice change.” he said with a yawn “We have time before Benn comes looking for us.” 

“Then why don’t you rest a while?” you suggested, brushing a strand of hair from his. He shuffled to get comfortable and reached up to touch your cheek. 

“A kiss first?” he asked with a playful smile. How could you refuse, leaning down you kissed his lips softly. Shanks grinned before another yawn escaped his lips and he dozed off quickly. Most feared man on the Grandline was peacefully asleep on your lap with a garland of flowers around his head. 

“God I love him.” you said to yourself. 

“I love you too.” Shanks replied, you noticed him looking up at you with one eye open. 

“You were still awake?! You scoundrel!” you scolded tugging on his cheek. “What am I going to do with you?” you said, shaking your head. 

“Give me more kisses?” he asked, looking up at you with big puppy eyes “maybe play with my hair?” 

“We’ll see.” you said, cocking your eyebrow skeptically. Shanks chuckled and closed his eyes. You watched his chest rise and fall slowly in sleep. You ended up fulfilling one of his wishes, you braided flowers into his hair as he slept peacefully. By the time Benn came to find you, Shanks’ hair was almost a bouquet in itself. Benn opened his mouth and then shrugged ‘I’m not going to ask’ and nudged Shanks in the ribs until he woke up. 

“Okay, buttercup get up.” 

“5 more minutes.” Shanks yawned rolling over, putting his back to Benn. That was not an option to Benn who grabbed Shanks by the collar and his belt picking him up like a sack of potatoes.

“We have stuff to do.” 

SIL! Welcome! One ray of sunshine coming up!(✿◠‿◠) I hope it’s okay!

Spring Factions: Yonko

Ace: Forgetting jackets because is sunny

The mornings were getting lighter as were the nights, the cold grey weather was slowly being pushed out by the presence of the sun and clear skies. You took in a deep breath of the crisp morning air. Looks like it’s going to be a nice day. The Mobydick had docked at a nice little island, which meant you were going to go explore and not without Ace by your side. Having retreated back to your shared cabin to get ready for the mini adventure. Ace was just finishing packing his bag as you arrived. 

“You’re not taking a coat?” he asked curiously, watching you pull your rucksack onto your back. 

“No, it’s pretty sunny today so I’m sure it’ll warm up.” Ace nodded slowly in response and grabbed a black long sleeve shirt with a flame design pulling it on quickly. He left it hung open in his typical fashion; on the rare occasion he actually wore a shirt. “Won’t you be too warm?” you questioned in retaliation.

“I felt like a change.” he shrugged, heading towards the door. “You coming?”

“Sure am!” you followed him excitedly. 

And of course Ace ended up being right.  It was colder than you thought. The sun was high in the sky but its warm rays weren’t reaching you at all. You had fallen for Spring’s cunning tricks once again. 

“You’re cold.” Ace sighed watching you shiver, though you were trying your best to hide it. 

“It was sunny!” you whined in protest. Trying to rub your arms to make them feel warmer. Ace laughed and shrugged his shirt off handing you it. 

“Put it on quickly,” he suggested. Dropping your bag to the floor, you accepted the shirt and put your arms through the sleeves. Your eyes widened in shock. He had used his devil fruit power to act as a heater, keeping the shirt nice and warm just waiting for you to get cold. You looked at him, your eyes glossy from his forward thinking. Ace smiled at you brightly, “warm?” he asked. You nodded and pulling the shirt closer around you, you sank into the fast fading warmth. Ace took this moment to stand behind you and wrapped his arms around you letting his flames carefully ghost your body. Rather than the fire that burnt if you got too close, the warmth Ace emitted was so gentle and kicked the cold away instantly, it was like being hugged by a big soft blanket. Ace’s feelings flowed through his flames, radiating his kindness. 

“Accee..” you sang, snuggling into his bare chest “you’re so wonderful and warm.” looking up at Ace you lifted your arms resting your hands on his face and pulling him down to kiss him “always looking out for me..”

“I can’t have you getting ill.” he said softly, resting his head on your shoulder “warm enough? Or we can go back to the ship and...cuddle?” he mumbled quietly. You could feel his flames getting a little warmer. 

“You know what...going back to the ship sounds good. Thatch is off the ship right now..so we can raid the snack cupboard and-” your words twisted into a panicked gurgle as Ace swept you off your feet, holding you in his arms.

Hallo! I haven’t written much for Thatch so I hope this is okay! thanks for your request!! 

Spring Factions: Yonko

Thatch: Hayfever

Spring is the worst. You thought bitterly, staring up at the ceiling. Your eyes stung terribly and your nose was running like a running tap. Guess what you’re allergic to? Surprise the outside. You groaned, wiping your nose for the unteemth time. At this point you were seriously considering stuffing tissue up your nose hoping to create a sort of dam. The door to your room opened and from your cocoon of blankets you saw Thatch’s quiff bounce joyfully over to you. 

“Morning my cupcake-” he stopped mid sentence and looked down at you. Red eyed, equally red nose. “Are you okay?” he questioned, the concern rising in his voice. “Are you sick? I’ll go get Marco-” you managed to grab his hand in haste. 

“It’s just hayfever..” you explained, your voice very nasal. “I don’t think Marco can cure that.” you laughed, sneezing quietly. You frowned as you heard Thatch’s laugh fill the room. 

“You sneeze like a kitten. That was adorable.” he teased. Pushing your hair from your face, he dipped to kiss your forehead “I’m just glad you’re not ill. I’ll get Marco anyway and I’ll make something that can at least help..I hope anyway.” he tucked you in and offered a warm smile, that made you feel a little happier. His smile is so cute. Closing your eyes in an attempt to quell the stinging sensation, you found yourself drifting off until Marco disturbed you sometime later.

Once the doctor had left, you were slipping off into sleep when you jolted awake as your door opened. Cruel world..please let me sleep.. Until spring is over..or until pollen stops happening.

“I brought you some tea.” Thatch announced, pushing the door shut behind him. “What did Marco say?” he asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed. 

“He gave me something that should help but I feel sleepy now.” you yawned, pushing yourself up rubbing your eyes trying to push the dizziness away. Thatch chuckled and held the cup out for you. You accepted it slowly and let the warmth fow into your hands. Sipping the liquid, the minute it touched your tongue you squirmed. Which just made Thatch laugh again. 

“It’s ginger, lemon and honey.” he stated, “Ginger should help with your symptoms, so should honey and that should in theory help with the taste too.” Gingerly you sipped again, still not enjoying this spicy drink. 

“Can’t say I’m a fan.” but grateful of Thatch’s gesture, you finished the tea; as quickly as you could. A yawn escaped your lips, the medicine Marco had given you was finally winning you felt so tired. Glancing up at Thatch coyly and then back down to your covers, you sighed. You knew Thatch had plenty to do. The weight eased from your bed, looking up you saw Thatch removing his shirt and shoes. “Thatch..” 

“I have some free time.. And I thought you might want some company?” you could have cried from his words, My sweet muffin... shuffling across the bed, you made space for the chef as he clambered into your bed as he pulled you into his arms rubbing your back gently. “Get some rest my sweet souffle.” he whispered into your hair. You wrapped your arms around him in response. 

“I’m sorry.. I’m so gross and snotty-” 

“This is nothing.” he said his voice held a slight chuckle “you’ve not seen these idiots after one too many drinks..or too much food..that's gross.” your laugh was muffled by his chest. Thatch snuggled down with you so he was eye level with you and rested his forehead against yours “Now. Rest.” he reiterated sternly. 

“Yes Chef.” you replied seriously, you both broke down chuckling before you ruined the moment with another pathetic sounding sneeze. “Why am I allergic to the outside?!” you whined dramatically. 

Sweet Hazel!! More Izo for you!! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ I like the idea of  Hatsuyume. So I hope I got it okay. Ft one tall sister. 

Spring Factions: Yonko

Izo: First Dream of the year. 

New Year was such a big celebration for the Whitebeard Pirates but then all holidays were a big deal for the pirates. It was an excuse to celebrate with all of his ‘sons and daughters’. His crew was Whitebeard's family, something that took you a while to get used to. The day was long and spent preparing for the evening party and countdown. Izo found you and laced his fingers with yours as the fireworks illuminated the night sky with pinks, blues and  yellows. Izo turned to you and captured your lips slowly. “First kiss of the year.” he smiled, you blushed terribly and buried your head into his shoulder. “Come I’ll carry you to bed.”

“Mm..I’m pretty sleepy.” you mumbled into his shoulder. 

-

 You yawned, stretching your arms above your head. Izo was still asleep beside you. He’s so cute.. Stumbling across the room trying not to wake Izo up, you wanted him to enjoy a lay-in for once. Changing clothes quickly, you exited your room. Blinking at the sudden light and the fact you were not on the Mobydick. Frowning you looked out into the Wano-styled rock garden. Turning you were met with an obi, stepping back in shock you looked up. The tall figure of Izo’s sister looking down at you “Kiku..” 

“What are you doing here? Come come, we have much to do on your big day.” Kiku said, not waiting for you to move she scooped you up in her arms and ran off with you, giggling. “I’m so excited.

“My big day-” 

“You must still be sleepy! Your wedding to Izo of course!” Kiku smiled brightly “everything is prepared, we were just waiting on you!” 

Izo..and I are getting married? The more those words ran through your mind on repeat, the hotter your face got. Marriage...to Izo...oh goodness.. 

Everything before the wedding was a blur. You remember having a bath, covered in perfumes, layer after layer of kimono, your hair and make-up done. “I’m so tired and hungry.” you whined, looking at yourself in the mirror

“No food yet! Come come Izo awaits.” 

I hope  I don’t trip! This is so long. 

You were soon sitting next to Izo, he looked so handsome and radiant. He glanced at you out of the corner of his eye and smiled making you blush once more. The ceremony rolled by so quickly, you blinked and felt like you missed it.  You only remember drinking from the sake cup, Izo’s long fingers bumping against yours as you accepted the cup from him. 

The next thing you knew, you saw Kiku sat playing the shamisen beautifully and Thatch very drunk trying to sing Enka. You couldn’t help but chuckle. Izo tugged your sleeve and gestured for you to follow him. Anything to get away from this noise. Stumbling on the kimono hem as you stood up, Izo steadied you against him taking your hand and guiding you away. He led you to a peaceful and dimly lit garden, there was a huge pond in the centre with a bridge over it. He stopped in the middle of the bridge and finally turned to you properly taking both your hands in his bringing them to his lips. 

“What a perfect day,” he smiled, “and for you to agree in the first place..” you chuckled, freeing your hands to cup his face, admiring his flawless features before leaning closer to him. Fireworks exploded over ahead as your lips only a millimeter apart. The sound of fireworks echoed in your ears loudly.

-

“My dear. It’s morning.” 

Groaning you pulled the cover over your head “5 more minutes. I’m still tired.” Izo’s laugh reached your ears. 

“You can’t possibly still be tired. You went straight to bed-”

“A wedding takes a lot out of you.” you yawned “I don’t even remember coming to bed.” 

“A wedding?” he asked, “whose?” How could he forget already?

Finally peering out of the covers wearily, you looked at him trying to rub the sleep from your eyes “ours.. I wish to never hear Thatch sing enka again..you looked so handsome and perfect” Izo’s lips curled into a teasing smile “what?”

“I am afraid to inform you, that was just a dream.” you bolted upright in the bed and looked around and surely he was right, you were on the Mobydick in your cabin. Izo walked around to your side of the bed kissing your forehead softly “But at least I know you would accept my proposal” he whispered, “I wish I could have shared that dream.”

“well..I’m sure you will..one day..” you replied with a blush. Izo’s shocked expression softened as he dipped to claim your lips once more.

Hallo! Doctor Pineapple, is quite popular again! Hope this is okay!

Spring Factions: Yonko

Marco: flower viewing

The cool breeze tugged at his little mop of blonde hair. The sun hung high in the clear blue sky, the weather wasn’t too cold, it was a good day. No. He glanced to his left where you were, your hand nestled in his much bigger one. It’s a perfect day. Marco smiled brightly, squeezing your hand gently, spurring you to smile in response.

“It’s so nice to get out for the day,” you hummed leaning against Marco. 

“Hm..It’s nice to be out without the others following.” Marco added with a deep sigh. It was suspicious enough for Thatch to offer to provide a picnic for you both and ushered you off the ship. He was a little curious what drove them to such acts of: kindness...but with such troublesome brothers chaos was soon to follow. I should try to enjoy this moment whilst it lasts. You eventually came to a park full of cherry blossoms, a sea of soft pink petals decorated the trees. You gasped excitedly, 

“It’s beautiful!” you tugged at his hand leading him further into the park “We should find a good spot for the picnic.” you decided on a spot on a small hill, in the shade but it had a good view of the park. 

Once laying out the blanket, you knelt on the blanket as Marco set the basket down. “I wonder what Thatch packed for us?” Upon opening the lid, you couldn’t contain your excitement, Thatch had out done himself, “This looks so delicious!” 

Marco sat down next to you, grabbing the flask and pouring you a drink of hot tea. “Here you are.” you accepted the little cup gratefully and took a welcoming sip of the tea, sighing loudly. 

“This is so nice.” you said, leaning against him “not just the tea I mean,” you added quickly “To have a quiet day, to enjoy such scenery..the enjoy this moment.” setting the cup down, you grabbed a pair of chopsticks and grabbed a piece of eggroll, turning to Marco with an innocent smile. “Say ‘ah’” you said, holding up the eggroll to Marco. His face was positively crimson, looking away shyly for a moment, he looked back at you, his brow knitted in concentration and opened his mouth letting you feed him. “Is it good?” you asked, he nodded slowly. You turned again to pick something else from the basket. This time Marco was prepared, mentaly steeling himself for the intimate act of: being fed in public. They look happy..and it’s kinda nice… he thought as he accepted another morsel of food.

Your face just as flushed. Marco smirked and leant to rest his forehead against yours. “You look flushed, are you okay?” he asked, knowing full well the cause of the blush. You stammered out a response “Hm, is that so? Well maybe some food will make you feel better?” he hummed, his tone threateningly playful, reaching for his own pair of chopsticks he returned the favour offering you a piece of food “Say Ah.” he cooed. Gingerly you opened your mouth and let him feed you. If you hadn’t been blushing before you certainly were now. “Ah, you missed a bit,” Marco stated, but before you could react he had moved to lick the morsal from your lip stealing a kiss in the process. 

He’s a doctor..he’s going to kill me. You thought in panic, as your heart raced a million miles and hour in your chest. The sudden sound of whistling snapped you out of your daze and Thatch appeared from behind a tree promptly followed by the crew. 

“Looks like we should call Marco: Doctor Love, from now on.” Thatch teased, elbowing Marco in ribs as he laid out another blanket. 

“I am impressed, you have learnt well.” Izo nodded, sitting down beside Marco “Did those romance novels help you?” 

“I borrowed no such thing!” Marco snapped, his shoulders slumped. It was good whilst it lasted. You chuckled and shuffled closer to Marco resting against him once more, before pecking his cheek quickly. 

“Romance novels?” you whispered in his ear, “Doctor Love..” Marco groaned, 

“Not you too..”

“Why  not? You’re a doctor..and I love you.” you grinned back, turning your attention back to the food which would be quickly snapped up if you didn’t defend it against the crew. Marco shook his head and ran his hand through his little mop of hair.