white beard🐳

when you were barely born your father abandoned your mother and your mother since then who despised you barely fed you or paid attention to you she only left you to your fate but she would not let you die you were born also reap now you were only 1 year old your mother could not stand you anymore so she went to leave you on a desert island with a winged bottle and left you to your fate you cried all day there was no one to take care of you and you could not see where the bottle was until you felt a huge hand grab you you calmed down a little it was Whitebeard he looked at you * Whitebeard: poor thing from now on I will be your father * you could not see him but you resisted and you rolled around in his big hand he laughed and took you to the boat when everyone saw you they had tenderness when Whitebeard was bathing you he noticed marks on your arms back and your tummy * Whitebeard: what monster would do that to a little baby * he said caressing you he dried you and put your diaper and a dress on you and a bow on your head you resist when he tickled you