[Dog Walker] Portgas D. Ace X Female Reader]

Part 1: Trouble in Paradise

Ace had just finished a late night shift at the pub, call the Moby Dick. It was run by his father, Whitebeard and he had been working, alongside Marco who was the bartender, and Thatch who was the head chef naturally. So he had a rather exhausting night. But he was worried also, since well, he's been having a lot of long hours and he hasn't had time to recently walk his dog, which was starting to agitate him, especially since this particular breed cross needed to be walked regularly, and more then the average dog as well.


He was worried, since the dog was a husky crossed with an Alaskan malamute, and Sabo hadn't been kidding when he had warned Ace that they weren't the easiest of dog breeds, especially for first time dog owners. But Ace, being the big hearted man that he was, couldn't resist! After all, he had found the dog alone, and hungry when he had been throwing out the garbage at the Moby Dick when he had been working one day.

[Flashback to 4 months ago]

Ace had been lugging the garbage, his face scrunching up adorably yet, comedically in disgust when he had been stuck with taking out the garbage. At least it wasn't a super busy night, so he didn't have to run for it. But what had caught him by guard, as he had thrown the sack of garbage into the dumpster with his strength, he had heard whimpers. It had been mixed with a howl like sound, along with the whining as the freckled faced young man wondered where that was coming from.

"What the heck..?" He had muttered out, as his eyes had grew wide when seeing that there had been a big dog, panting heavily and staring up at Ace with scared, but hopeful eyes. The way it was panting, it was clear that the dog had been clearly dehydrated. What was even more fascinating was that it had one blue eye on the left, and a dark brown eye on the other.

"Hey little guy..." Ace had surprisingly, well if someone knew him well enough, unsurprisingly actually, kneeled down and slowly reached out a hand towards the likely scared dog. It was huge! At least he must've weighed almost 100 pounds, but no where overweight. In fact, it looked like it had seen better days, indicating that it likely hadn't eaten in a while. The dog, shockingly enough, after a short moment, had approached the freckled male, nudging Ace's hand with it's nose, as Ace's heart had melted, having an internal fan girl moment.

'So cute!' He had thought rather dorkishly and almost girlishly, fawning over the poor starving dog. Ace had also noticed that the dog didn't have a collar on it...so either that meant that it was a stray, or it had gotten lost and had no collar indicating it's owner, or lastly, it had been abandoned. To which, the tall man had stood up determined, as he had looked down at the rather hopeful looking arctic dog, as he had grinned petting it's head rather coolly.

"Don't worry lil' guy....or girl..." He had then ruined his suave moment, by having to kneel down and position himself oddly, just to get a good look at the gender of the dog. And he had his answer when he had confirmed himself that it was a he.

"Alright then, lil guy! I'll go sneak you some food, Thatch is the best chef around here, so you'll be well treated." Ace had exclaimed, before cutely rubbing his chin in thought, as he had looked down at the husky/malamute cross. It was clear that the dog had already wanted to follow the freckled man. Which had won him over once more, as Ace had decided to make a rather impulsive decision, before once again kneeling on one knee and staring into the beautiful dog's eyes.

"You know what? You're coming home with me. And your name is now Pyro." He had impulsively decided, not even bothering to think it through.