Summers in Rio De Janeiro, Brazil, were filled with sunny streets and hot sidewalks with a pinch of humidity in the evening. The winters, though a little cooler, weren't much different except for the frequent showers, bursts of rain that couldn't be considered as anything else.

Storms weren't as common. Thunder cracking, sky darkening, and drowning streets. Ace was busy these days, helping the older folk in his neighbourhood pack their things inside as well as getting groceries before the worst hit. According to the forecast, this was going to be the biggest storm in decades. Even driving would be dangerous.

He made sure his brothers were home (he had to practically drag Luffy to get him inside), but with all the chaos, he'd forgotten one person he had to pick up.

"Eu já volto, stay put you two." Ace left in such a hurry that he didn't hear Sabo's warning. But Ace would be fine, it was a short jog away, and the rain was light.

He finally made it to their doorstep, albeit a little out of breath. Please don't be mad. Ace thought as he knocked.

"Haha, heyyy. Sorry I'm late. You ready—?" He rubbed the back of his neck as lightning lit up the sky and thunder rattled the windows.

"Ah," Ace stared at the heavy downpour behind him. "Merda." He was a bit too late and he didn't even bring an umbrella.