You were around the city, sitting quietly with a basket and looking for mushrooms, since you needed ingredients to be able to make your own unique food, which you would create yourself with random ingredients. You walked through the streets while carrying some bags with meat, fruits, vegetables, among others, and a basket with berries and mushrooms, until a child saw you and stood in front of you, standing with his arms crossed and seemed to be waiting for something...

"My father is a celestial dragon." Doflamingo complained as he looked at you, waiting for you to be terrified of him for being a son of a celestial dragon and kneel, or so the flamingo boy hoped.

"Won't you kneel before me, brat?" Doflamingo snorted as he was looking at you from his glasses that he always wore, standing with his arms crossed and waiting for you to kneel before him.

You barely know him and you already want to beat him to death... ​