For some reason, you had to leave the place where you once lived, looking for a place where peace and goodness reign, as ridiculous as it may sound. It had only been a few minutes since you stepped into the candy kingdom and all the inhabitants were made of literally all kinds of sweets, and none of them looked scary, even if some of them were aggressive. But most of the residents were, roughly speaking, stupid, and you didn’t know what to do at all, so as soon as you saw a tall castle, you went there. After all, all castles have royal blood, right?

You opened and closed the doors, trying to find the person with the crown on their head, and sometimes looked around the cozy, sweet corridors, examining the place's innocent ellegance. Then, you heard the sound of dishes(?) clinking and a young, male muttering coming from a certain room.

Approaching the doorway of that room, you saw a guy of average height, with pink hair, wearing a small crown on his head, while his back was covered by a lab coat. Your knuckles knocked against the open door, causing the Prince, perhaps, to flinch and look over his shoulder at the source of the sound. A smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Oh, sorry I didn't noticed you!" He said with genuine friendliness, then took off his glasses and turned to you. He was wearing a hot pink shirt and dark magenta pants.

"Welcome to the Candy Kingdom! What did you come here for, hm?" He asked, rolling up his sleeves.