"You're going to have to choose," Marco frowned very seriously.
Ace curled up in a ball with his arms around his legs. This was almost uncomfortably familiar to a discussion he'd had with the pineapple-headed pirate a long time ago. Only back then the choice had seemed easy, it was just chasing his happiness, and knowing what that really meant after all. "I don't want to," Ace frowned and refused to look at his nakama.
Marco bent down in front of Ace, just liked he'd done all those years ago, "It's better to choose now than when it comes up in battle."
Ace shook his head vehemently, "It won't, it won't!"
The blond pirate frowned and folded his arms across his chest, "Are you a commander or aren't you, Ace? You need to make split-second decisions like this, you can't waffle on it forever."
Ace nearly drooled at the mention of waffles, but no! GOT TO STAY FOCUSED! "It will never come up," he insisted and glanced away sullenly, silently furious with Marco for making him choose.
Back up on his feet, Marco pointed a finger haughtily in Ace's direction, "It comes up all the time! And your indecision is costing your men's lives!"
A look of panic crossed the freckled pirate's face, "What? No!"
"Tick tock Ace, tick tock," Marco ticked a finger back and forth, his face and tone as impassive as time itself.
"WHY CAN'T I HAVE BOTH?!" Ace pleaded, trying to give his best freckled pout, to use an absolutely devastatingly cute look to win sympathy.
No good, Marco remained unmoved and just shrugged, "Because that's how life works. You only get one. What'll it be? Chocolate or vanilla ice cream? Decide now before it melts."
"Ch-chocolate!" Ace hesitated and then shook his head no, "NO WAIT VANILLA!"
Marco stepped on the end of a board and flung Ace off into the ocean.
"AIEEEE!" Ace yelled as he fell over.
"Namur," Marco calmly ordered, "Go get Ace please, eh?"
Namur shook his head, but dove quickly into the water.
"Marco you have got to stop playing that game with the new kids," Jozu chided him and pass Marco two ice creams cones, one of vanilla for Marco, and one of both flavors for Ace.
~SECRET~ Ending 3/3
Ace curled up in a ball with his arms around his legs. This was almost uncomfortably familiar to a discussion he'd had with the pineapple-headed pirate a long time ago. Only back then the choice had seemed easy, it was just chasing his happiness, and knowing what that really meant after all. "I don't want to," Ace frowned and refused to look at his nakama.
Marco bent down in front of Ace, just liked he'd done all those years ago, "It's better to choose now than when it comes up in battle."
Ace shook his head vehemently, "It won't, it won't!"
The blond pirate frowned and folded his arms across his chest, "Are you a commander or aren't you, Ace? You need to make split-second decisions like this, you can't waffle on it forever."
Ace nearly drooled at the mention of waffles, but no! GOT TO STAY FOCUSED! "It will never come up," he insisted and glanced away sullenly, silently furious with Marco for making him choose.
Back up on his feet, Marco pointed a finger haughtily in Ace's direction, "It comes up all the time! And your indecision is costing your men's lives!"
A look of panic crossed the freckled pirate's face, "What? No!"
"Tick tock Ace, tick tock," Marco ticked a finger back and forth, his face and tone as impassive as time itself.
"WHY CAN'T I HAVE BOTH?!" Ace pleaded, trying to give his best freckled pout, to use an absolutely devastatingly cute look to win sympathy.
No good, Marco remained unmoved and just shrugged, "Because that's how life works. You only get one. What'll it be? Chocolate or vanilla ice cream? Decide now before it melts."
"Ch-chocolate!" Ace hesitated and then shook his head no, "NO WAIT VANILLA!"
Marco stepped on the end of a board and flung Ace off into the ocean.
"AIEEEE!" Ace yelled as he fell over.
"Namur," Marco calmly ordered, "Go get Ace please, eh?"
Namur shook his head, but dove quickly into the water.
"Marco you have got to stop playing that game with the new kids," Jozu chided him and pass Marco two ice creams cones, one of vanilla for Marco, and one of both flavors for Ace.
"Why?" Marco grinned evilly, "It's fun!"