Happy Coradrag AU - Family of Weirdos
Happy Coradrag AU Masterlist
Summary: Sabo thinks this family that took him is full of weirdos. In other words, Sabo learns what unconditional love is.
(He's not wrong about calling them "weirdos" though.)
Context:
Couldn't find a name for it, so we are calling Sengoku's goat Merriweather (like the Merry).
Dragon - 37 (Birthdate: October 5) Rosinante - 21 (Birthdate: July 15) Ace - 3 (Birthdate: January 1) Sabo - 3 (Birthdate: March 20) Luffy - 6 months (Birthdate: May 5) Dadan - 37 (Birthdate: August 30) Kuzan - 32 (Birthdate: September 21) Robin - 11 (Birthdate: February 6) X Drake - 14 (Birthdate: October 24) Buggy - 20 (Birthdate: August 8)
[Memory]
Imagine the One Piece Narrator when you see this: {Words}
Italics = Thoughts
The Newspaper/Notes
-
Early November - Monkey D Residence - Dawn Island
They spent a couple days getting Sabo settled in. Getting his meager belongings from Dadan, patching up his clothes as well as getting him new ones, and bringing down the parts from the attic to make Ace’s bed into a bunkbed.
Sabo himself seemed to be doing well. He hasn’t stabbed anyone (yet), he’d been eating regularly (mostly ramen, he really liked it), and he was getting along with Ace. They had also brought him to Doctor Ito to get Sabo his vaccinations and a rabies shot.
They were a little afraid Sabo would try to fight them or run off, but he took the doctor visit really well. Said that the needles didn’t even hurt. Which was concerning considering a toddler shouldn’t have such a high pain tolerance, but since no one was bit, they’d call it a win.
And with Sabo doing well, that meant it was finally time to call their fathers.
It wasn’t going well. Sengoku had heard the words “new kid” and immediately assumed that Dragon was pregnant again.
“You knocked Dragon back up already?!” Sengoku yelled, “Good god, Rosinante! Luffy just hit six months! Give the poor man a break, he needs at least two years to heal before you put another one in him!”
They could hear Garp yelling in the background too, but Sengoku was keeping the den den mushi away from him.
“No dad, just listen.” Rosinante huffed, “A somewhat feral child was found living in Dadan’s attic and she dropped him off with us.”
“Are you being sarcastic with me?” Sengoku questioned him.
“No, he’s telling the truth.” Dragon told him, “Dadan found a kid in her attic and dropped him off with us. He’s the same age as Ace. Say hello, Sabo.”
“Good day to you sir, mighty fine day we’re having isn’t it?” Sabo asked.
The den den mushi looked surprised and then it transformed into Garp’s angry face.
“Why does he sound like one of those posh cousin fuckers from Goa?” Garp barked.
“Um… He is from Goa.” Dragon told him, then after a bit of hesitation said, “He was being abused and ran away. He was living in the junkyard and then Dadan’s attic.”
Sabo gave him a curious look after he said that, but didn’t say anything.
“Oh… So he is one of those cousin fuckers.” Garp said.
“Dad! I’m sure not every noble person is related to each other!” Dragon exclaimed in an exasperated tone, “That could be a stereotype!”
“My parents were third cousins.” Sabo stated.
The room was silent at that.
“Ros- Rosinante?” Dragon weakly asked, hoping that his father was wrong.
“Sorry my dear.” Rosinante replied, shaking his head and patting his partner’s shoulder, “My parents were second cousins and my great grandparents were siblings, but my grandma was new blood at least. Well, she was actually from a distant family branch, but she was so far removed she was basically new blood.”
“Oh god.” Dragon groaned with his head in his hands.
“See! Calling nobles cousin fuckers isn’t a stereotyping!” Garp laughed and then in a more serious tone said, “But seriously, your family tree is fucked kid. Although… At least we know why Luffy is kind of ugly now.”
“Dad! That was just when he was a newborn! And it was cute” Dragon scolded as his dad laughed, “Also, you do know he looks like you, right?!”
“What?! No he doesn’t!” Garp argued, “I don’t look like a mole rat! And-”
There was a clanging sound over the den den mushi and what sounded like Sengoku berating Garp. As Dragon tried to break up the fight, Rosinante sighed and picked Sabo up, stepping out of the kitchen.
“Okay, they’re going to be fighting for a while.” Rosinante told him, setting him down on the stairs, “So how about you go play with Ace.”
“Are they always like that?” Sabo asked.
“Eh… Yeah.” Rosinante replied, not even bothering trying to lie, “But they've been friends for so long it’s like a game to them. You’ll get used to them.”
“I do like that they’re insane.” Sabo nodded, “Okay, I’ll give them a chance.”
Then he ran up the stairs, leaving a baffled Rosinante behind.
-
Back in the manor, Sabo’s room was huge, empty, and cold just like the rest of the soulless building. All he had was a bed, a chair, a desk, and a wardrobe. His parents didn’t allow him to have toys because he didn’t deserve them and Stelly would always hit him if he got too close.
Here in the Monkey D. house however, things were warm, bright, and filled with things. There were family photos, comfy furniture, and toys everywhere. The clothes weren’t itchy and the food was always good.
And, most importantly, they were kind.
Sabo wasn’t hit and told to be grateful if he didn’t like or didn’t want what was offered. Instead they asked him what he wanted and what his opinion on something was. Ace didn’t yell at him to go away, he wanted to be with him.
In fact, Ace insisted that they share a room, which was very strange, but the bunkbed was interesting. Sabo had the top part and it was like sleeping in the attic again. The small space made him feel safe and the soft leaf patterned quilt he picked out of the closet was warm. He also had a leopard plushie that Ace gave him which was nice to cuddle.
The bedroom itself was the complete opposite of Sabo’s old one. It had only one window and was much smaller. There was a closet near the end of the bed, a bookcase with a rocking chair, a dresser, a toy chest, and an old dollhouse.
Which was what they were playing with now. Apparently Ace’s great grandpa had made it for his gramps. It kind of reminded Sabo of the pretty manors he had to go to for parties with its three floors filled with ornate furniture and details.
Sabo was afraid to touch it at first, not wanting to accidentally break something and get in trouble. But Ace had reassured him that if something broke, they’d just glue it back together. He also had to teach Sabo how to play, but it wasn’t all that hard after he got the hang of it.
Playing with the dolls and the dollhouse was basically just acting out the stories he made in his head. Right now they were telling a story of wild animals breaking into the house and eating the people.
“Oh no! The tiger is mauling Princess Rosella!” Ace exclaimed, mashing the tiger and the princess doll together in the dining room, “Someone help!”
“Worry not, princess!” Sabo proclaimed, holding another doll that had a sword, “For I have come to slay the beast!”
“Bah!” Luffy yelled as he swung a doll around by her leg.
Luffy was sitting just out of reach of the dollhouse so he wouldn’t eat the small parts and had pillows surrounding him. The pillows were there in case he lost control of his head and fell as he only just got strong enough to sit on his own. But Buggy was just down the hall if they needed actual help and came to check on them from time to time.
“Yeah! What Luffy said! Kill the tiger, Sabo!” Ace encouraged him.
Sabo made his doll stab the tiger toy repeatedly until they decided it was dead.
“Horray! You saved me!” Ace cheered, “Thank you, Princess Luciana! Let’s get married!”
“But what about Prince Antonio?” Sabo asked, “Weren’t you supposed to marry him?”
“He’s died like a coward in the living room.” Ace told him, “He threw me right in front of the tiger and ran! But the tiger followed him and ate him.”
“Oh… Well let’s get married then!” Sabo laughed.
They made the dolls kiss and then put them in the same bed.
“And they lived happily ever after!” Ace exclaimed, clapping his hands before turning to Luffy, “Did you like our story?”
The baby squealed and flailed his arms some more; the poor doll he was holding hit her head on the floor multiple times as he did so.
“I think he liked it.” Buggy said from the doorway, “So how did the story end?”
“Prince Antonio died and Princess Luciana slayed the tiger.” Sabo explained, “Then Princess Rosella and her got married.”
“Good, I never liked Prince Antonio.” Buggy said in a relieved tone, “He was incredibly bland looking. He would look much better with red hair.”
“Well he doesn’t have actual hair like the other dolls, so we could just paint it.” Ace suggested, not knowing his uncle was projecting his love life issues onto a doll.
“Nah, it’s okay.” Buggy said before asking, “Do you want me to take Luffy?”
“No, we’re good.” Ace replied.
“Okay.” Buggy shrugged, walking out the room and shutting the door.
They started cleaning up the doll house and getting it ready for the next story. Which would be about ghosts and murder when Sabo broke the silence.
“Ace… Why is your uncle a clown?” Sabo asked.
“He’s not actually a clown, he was just born that way.” Ace shrugged, “Although he does like doing really bad magic tricks sometimes, but I always tell him they’re great so he doesn’t get sad.”
“He really just looks like that? Wow.” Sabo commented, “He was pretty cool when he taught us how to throw knives the other day.”
“Yeah.” Ace giggled, “It was also really funny to see Daddy and Papa freak out.”
Sabo watched as Ace laughed himself silly over the memory of his parents freaking out, but he was confused about something.
“I don’t get it.” Sabo whispered, “Why do your parents care about you so much?”
Ace stopped laughing and looked at him with concern.
“What do you mean?” Ace asked, “They’re supposed to.”
“I just… My parents never cared about me, they only ever cared about their image and what I could do for them.” Sabo explained as he averted his eyes, “Isn’t that how it’s supposed to be?”
He really hoped it was and that the Monkey D. family were just weird outsiders, but…
“NO!” Ace shouted, “Why would you think that?! Parents are supposed to care about you and hug you! And play with you! And read to you! And keep the monsters away! They’re not supposed to be mean!”
Sabo still wouldn’t look at him.
“It- It’s just that… If my parents aren’t normal, then that means that there was a chance of them loving me and I screwed it up somehow!” Sabo cried.
“That isn’t your fault!” Ace stated, “Daddy said some parents are just mean for no reason and don’t deserve their kids! Like my Uncle Drake!”
“Who’s Drake?” Sabo asked.
He hadn’t met anyone named Drake. Maybe they lived in another house down in the village?
“He’s my papa’s… Brother? I’m not really sure, but he lives with Grandpa in Marineford, so I think he is papa’s brother. They talk a lot on the den den mushi.” Ace explained, “Anyways, Uncle Drake’s daddy was really mean and… What’s the word? Oh! He abused him and Uncle Drake didn’t do anything to cause it. His daddy just did it because he felt like it and I think your parents are the same way because you’re really nice like Uncle Drake.”
That was the word Dragon had used earlier. So Sabo wasn’t a bad person? He was kind?
“How do you know that?” Sabo questioned, “That I’m kind and didn’t deserve it?”
“You have really kind eyes.” Ace stated.
“What?” Sabo asked, “That’s not true! Stelly said I have creepy bug eyes!”
“Well they do look like bug eyes, but they’re not creepy.” Ace told him, “They’re kind like papa and Luffy’s eyes.”
“You think I look like them? That’s ridiculous!” Sabo yelled, “I don’t look like them at all!”
“Yes you do!” Ace laughed, “All three of you are blonde, have the same eyeshape, and you’re all weird.”
“Weird? How?” Sabo questioned.
“Well everyone in the family is weird, but papa is clumsy and accidentally sets himself on fire sometimes.” Ace told him, “Luffy is-”
“Pmfp! Ah, blah blah!” Luffy babbled, blowing a raspberry at them before starting to chew on his doll’s leg.
“Yeah, Luffy is Luffy.” Ace continued, “And you make up really good stories.”
“How is that weird?” Sabo asked, bewildered.
“Most kids our age are pretty stupid.” Ace bluntly stated.
That… That wasn’t what Sabo was expecting.
“They- They are, aren’t they?” Sabo wetly laughed, still crying a little, “Stelly can’t even count to ten.”
“Really?!” Ace gasped, “I knew how to do that when I was one!”
The both of them started laughing for a couple minutes with Luffy joining in before settling down.
“So are you going to stay with us?” Ace asked, “It would be nice to have another brother. At least I can play with you without worrying about you choking.”
“Pah!” Luffy yelled, smacking the pillows around him.
“It’s not my fault you eat everything in sight!” Ace scolded him, “Your own hands aren’t even safe from your mouth!”
Sabo watched as Luffy let out some angry babbles and Ace scolded him some more.
Is this how brothers are supposed to be? Sabo thought, Loving and playful. He scolds him, but it’s out of love rather than hate and he’s always gentle.
I want that.
The thought had surprised him, but he really did want siblings like this. Maybe… Maybe he could stay here.
“I want to stay here.” Sabo said earnestly before he could stop himself, “I want to stay here and be brothers.”
Ace paused in his scolding and looked at him surprised.
“Really?! You want to stay?!” Ace exclaimed before leaping on him, “I’m so glad to have a brother I can play with! No offense, Luffy.”
Luffy did in fact take offense. Letting out some angry grunts and then a foul odor was in the air.
-
Down the hall, Buggy was enjoying some peace and quiet. Which was a rare thing in this house, so he made sure to enjoy every second of it as he read some magazines.
Emphasis on seconds.
“Uncle Buggy!” Ace screamed, “Luffy smells bad!”
“I really need to find my own place.” Buggy sighed as he got up.
Or at least get some noseplugs because for someone so small Luffy smelt fucking awful.
-
Ace and Sabo quickly ran down the stairs. Giggling as if they hadn’t just left Buggy to die in Luffy’s fumes. But toddlers weren’t known for being merciful or loyal, so that was really on the clown for having such high expectations.
Anyways, the two ran through the living room and slipped into the kitchen unnoticed as Rosinante and Dragon were still on the phone.
“Dad, we can't just kill all the nobles in Goa!” Dragon argued.
“I thought you were a revolutionary!” Garp retorted, “Don’t you want all corrupt officials dead?!”
“Well I would like to try reformation first and then prison before death, but I’m not going to do that to Goa right away unless things get worse.” Dragon explained, “I have three young children whose lives I don’t want to abruptly uproot.”
“Fine, I’ll just hunt down those parents and cause a ruckus myself!” Garp huffed.
“Oh no you won’t!” Dragon firmly told him, “Or I’ll handcuff you to the stairs! It’ll be just like when Dadan got her first girlfriend and you wanted to crash the date in order to interrogate the poor girl.”
“Fine.” Garp pouted, “But if you end up going after them-”
“We’ll make sure that you’re invited.” Rosinante told him before another round of arguing could happen.
“Great, we’ll both come.” Sengoku agreed.
Rosinante and Dragon shared a tired look with each other. Neither of them knew whether to be happy or exasperated with their fathers. On one hand, it was sweet that they got attached to Sabo without even meeting him in person and on the other, negotiating with them was exhausting.
No wonder Tsuru did all the work in regards to hostages and spy work. These two were impossible to work with.
“Can I talk with Grandpa and Gramps?” Ace suddenly asked from behind.
Dragon and Rosinante both jumped in their seats before turning around to see Ace and Sabo behind them.
“Hello boys, when did you get here?” Rosinante chuckled.
“Right when Dragon said we can’t kill the nobles in Goa right now.” Sabo stated, “Which is fine by me because I need to get stronger before we do it.”
“You… You want to help?” Dragon asked.
“YES!” Sabo yelled with a vicious grin, throwing his arms in the air, “Viva la Revolución!”
Hearing that sent Garp into hysterical laughter.
“If- If I didn’t know any better, I’d say this kid was Ace’s long lost twin or something!” Garp choked out between laughs.
While everyone was focused on making sure Garp didn’t choke and die. Ace crawled up into Rosinante’s lap as Sabo did the same with Dragon. Then Ace grabbed the den den mushi receiver.
“You’re dumb Gramps.” Ace stated, “Twins have to be born on the same day, the same year, and have the same parents. But Sabo is my brother though.”
That shocked the adults. They were kind of expecting Sabo to put up more of a fight.
“So you’re staying then, Sabo?” Rosinante asked with a soft smile.
“Mhm.” Sabo nodded, “It’s safe here and you’ve all been really nice.”
“Good, we’re glad.” Dragon told him.
“But I can leave at any time I want, right?” Sabo asked.
“Of course.” Rosinante and Dragon replied at the same time.
Not that they would ever want him to leave and if he did end up leaving someday, they would be keeping track of him.
But if it gave Sabo reassurance that he was in control of his life (which he was, to an extent), then they would agree.
“Whoo-hoo! We have four grandkids now, Senny!” Garp cheered.
“Four? Robin is just yours.” Sengoku said, confused.
“We can share.” Garp offered, “We see her more often than not.”
“Whoo-hoo! We have four grandkids!” Sengoku cheered.
Well, looks like there was another monkey added to the barrel.
-
The Dollhouse:
-
Garp in this chapter was based off my Grandpa talking about Queen Elizabeth and her cousin/husband.
Ace and Sabo continuing the tradition of not giving a fuck about Ken and always him being the first to go in a crisis.😂 I only started caring about him when I got a second ken doll and made them be together.
Also, I hope any Canadians here had a good Family Day and if you're not Canadian, I hope you had a good day as well.
And Happy Chinese New Year!🐎
Thank you for reading!❤❤❤❤❤
First - Previous - Next