It was the New Year and Ace’s birthday which meant a double party for The Whitebeard Pirates. The ship was lively, with promises of a new year, watching fire works off the coast of some island. With music and booze and a large buffet of food that Ace was absolutely indulging himself in. Sitting beside him as he stuffed his face in various meats and sides you chuckled, the sound making a smile form across his freckled cheek.

“What are you laughin at spitfire?” Ace said, mouth full of food as he turned to look at you. Wiping his hands with a napkin before throwing a hand over your shoulder. Wanting nothing more than an endless meal and you for his birthday celebration!