SMIH ONE PIECE WHITEBEARD

Damn, now that Kidd was gone, that only left Ace, Marco and and Sabo. You really wanted to get Ace. His hunky body and cute freckles on his cheeks and nose made him irresistible! However, you didn't get Ace, or Marco, or even Sabo. You had managed to pick a copy of Whitebeard's wanted poster. There left no doubt in your mind that Whitebeard was your partner, and you weren't happy about it at all. Although, you thought for a minute that your partner was not medically able to participate in the game, and even pointed it out as a 'concern' to Chopper.

However, he had assured you that the elderly pirate was up to playing the game as long as nothing overly exciting happened. Great, no that your concerned citizen card was now played, you had no real choice but to play the game with him. Whitebeard seemed rather amused at the trouble you were going through. He wasn't a moron.

However, due to his large size, you and your partner took the back of the ship instead of the closet, just like that girl with the fish man. Once out of sight, Whitebeard sat down as if the short trek of walking tired him out. You also sat next to him, but never said a word to strike up a conversation. This man was old enough to be your grandfather, but he seemed to also be enjoying the silence.

"Ah, sorry to have wasted your turn, girly. An old pirate like myself aren't up to the shenanigans of the youngsters here." He apologized, patting your shoulder and giving a friendly grin.

"That's alright. Just the luck of the draw, I guess." You replied with a polite smile on your face.

"Althoug, I must say. I saw you were checking out my son, Ace." He chuckled, catching you off guard with a slight blush. You tried to come up with a defense, but all that came out were stutters.

"Gurarararara! I'm only teasing you, kid." He assured. "I must warn you though, Ace is quite the heartbreaker."

"What? Are you serious?"

"Oh yea, when he first joined my crew, he would leave a string of ladies behind him at every island we made port at." He lied, it would be for his own enjoyment later on. Once you had finished your turn, Whitebeard was positive you would spread the word amongst the rest of the girls that waited their turn.

"What other kind of stories do you have about Ace or Marco?" You asked, quite intrigued with idea of a troublemaker like Ace and you had hoped that Marco was just as bad.

"Well...let's see," Whitebeard paused thinking. "There was that one incident with the pineapple...." For the remainder of your seven minutes, Whitebeard filled your heads with stories, both true and made up, about his sons' misadventures and hilarious predicaments. When Sanji came around the corner to check on you, he found you were rolling on the floor, laughing hysterically.

"What did you tell her old man?" Sanji inquired, taking a puff of his cigarette.

"Oh a couple of stories..." He responded.