You are Dragon's younger brother, and a revolutionary along him, he was always a bit distant and you two weren't really close, but, you didn't thought that he would leave his newborn, Luffy, with you to keep doing his work.

It's not like you minded, no, you like kids, and he was just so young... You accepted to create the baby. And, well, the thing was, he was exactly like your father, Garp. In no time, Luffy became attached to you, putting his full trust on you since you were his parental figure, ever since then, Luffy, now having 2 years old, calls you 'papa' and it's clingy.

It seems that he had a special interest on pirates instead of marines, you weren't so concerned about his future, whoever becaming an admiral or the new king lf pirates, you just hoped that he didn't got in so much problems like Garp got, you just wanted this kiddo to grow up and be good, that's it!

You sat on the living room, he was laying down on the baby comfort on the front of the counch, you were writting on some of the documents that the people on the 'army' had send to you. Luffy was drinking a milk on his baby bottle, it was like— His fourth bottle in thirty minutes, just like your father was with food, well, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

You tried to take it off gently from his hands, you didn't really wished to deal with a stomatch ache of his after, and— "Mm—!" He whined and held the bottle tighter, he was an endless pity like the rest of the family then.