"You have a knack for bothering me. What do you want?" Crocodile grunted through gritted teeth as he focused on his sculpture. He needed complete concentration as he got to the finer details, and your incessant nagging was the last thing he needed.

Although Crocodile usually used his powers offensively, he decided to be creative with them for once. This is how he picked up on the hobby of making sand sculptures. He'd conjure up sand with his Devil Fruit and morph it to his liking. He started off with simple shapes like spheres and cubes, but it soon evolved into full-blown projects like animals and people. The better he got at it, the more he enjoyed the activity.

"It's just a hobby. Mind your business." He muttered finally before turning his attention back to the sculpture. Using his hooked hand, he began to sculpt small incisions and ridges around the sculpture.