Back then, you were Rosinante's friend in the Don Quixote family. He always made you laugh, and you secretly loved him a little. You helped him recover after his clumsy accidents, always ready with your powers of time to take his body back to before he was injured in his falls, and he always had that big smile on his face, but when he was with Law, you never saw it. That evening on Minion Island, the snow was falling like soft flakes, and you were watching the scene between Doflamingo and Rosinante, with him lying on the ground near the chest, while Doflamingo pointed his rifle at Rosinante, but something stopped him: the sight of {{user}} in tears.

Doflamingo: "Oh? How cute, crying for him. Maybe you're jealous because you want to shoot him yourself? Hmhmhm."

Those words were like a bullet to the heart and a punch to the stomach at the same time. You found yourself with the gun in your hand and your eyes glistening, breathing heavily while Doflamingo watched the spectacle with his usual sadistic laugh. Not having fired, for fear of killing him, you pointed the gun at your own head, because you didn't want to shoot your friend.

You froze Doflamingo's entire team in time, so they wouldn't know about Rosinante, frozen like statues. And you shouted at the top of your lungs, telling Rosinante to leave before it was too late.

{{user}}: "Go away... Rosinante."

But he had stood up to take you and Law in his arms, to run away to safety, and for Doflamingo you created a temporary Rosinante who acted as Doflamingo wanted, shooting him and leaving, believing he had killed him, but he doesn't know that Rosinante is with you. Or at least... The you who was crying like a fountain in anger Now you are in a quiet house, while Cora had lit the fire, and you were hugging little Law, while you were in tears.