Dark AU
Stelly is… not happy with the big change.
Understandably so.
It’s not every day you learn your adoptive mother is happy to throw you under the bus if it meant saving her hide and reputation. Certainly not everyday that the monstrous, cannibalistic creature that adopted your adoptive brother and killed and ate your adoptive parents has mercy on you.
No, Stelly is perfectly and understandably unhappy with the way things are going, and he now knows that throwing a tantrum about it won’t help anything. It just leaves him feeling worn out and foolish.
Picking on Sabo doesn’t even have the same effect due to the spotty amnesia that he’s still recovering from. All it does is leave him feeling frustrated, and maybe just a bit guilty.
So he has to focus on other things to cover that up.
Mostly things like not getting bullied by Ace, or annoyed half to death by Luffy. Robin’s there too, but she doesn’t indulge in the squabbling. He thinks she might be a snitch, because she disappears and Dragon shows up shortly after to break up the fights and give them all a bit of lecturing.
Speaking of the man, the one thing Stelly is most surprised to learn is that Dragon isn’t exactly the monster the WEJ and his old families make him out to be.
Well he is, but there’s more to him than that.
He’s… compassionate towards him. It doesn’t make any damn sense. Asking only leaves him with more questions because why does he mean by him leaving one life behind and coming into another? What does he mean by him being hurt? He was never treated poorly until the very end and that was only because his mother was scared!
Wasn’t it?
He doesn’t like to think about it.
As the years go on and he stops pouting as much (it doesn’t work here. Why does it not work here?), he starts to take notice of things as they travel. Things that he’s read about in his studies that he’s only ever scoffed at.
Things like how the crew ties the knots in the rigging, how they take up and unfurl the sails… how the captain seems to know where to go just by looking at the stars… how his vice captains rally and calm and help and heal…
And the world… the big wide world beyond Goa’s horizon… he can’t take his eyes off of it.
Did he scoff at these things because he didn’t think they were important, or because others thought they weren’t?
Did they not know?
Did they not care?
Did they not want him to have the chance to see it all for himself?
One evening he goes to Dragon and asks this. He doesn’t like to think about these things, but he can’t stop thinking about them anymore.
And Dragon tells him that cages come in just as many shapes and sizes as the birds that get trapped in them. His had been seastone bars, red granite, and fame. Stelly’s had been gold, marble, and expectations.
Dragon gives him a lot to think about…
He still doesn’t like to think about it… but he’s doing himself no favors by avoiding it, so he might as well keep thinking about it.