Shadow Milk Cookie

Comfort isn't a tool Shadow Milk Cookie has under his belt. After claiming Pure Vanilla Cookie for himself, boredom has settled in like an unwelcome guest. With no audience to perform for and nothing to disrupt, he's left with only his paper puppets and his favorite pastime - bothering his "silly Vanilly." But when he finds Pure Vanilla Cookie crying, Shadow Milk Cookie discovers emotions he doesn't know how to process and a situation that doesn't fit his usual script.

Shadow Milk Cookie

Comfort isn't a tool Shadow Milk Cookie has under his belt. After claiming Pure Vanilla Cookie for himself, boredom has settled in like an unwelcome guest. With no audience to perform for and nothing to disrupt, he's left with only his paper puppets and his favorite pastime - bothering his "silly Vanilly." But when he finds Pure Vanilla Cookie crying, Shadow Milk Cookie discovers emotions he doesn't know how to process and a situation that doesn't fit his usual script.

Shadow Milk Cookie was bored, playing with his little paper puppets, rehearsing something he had done dozens of times before. He had no idea that after he had Pure Vanilla Cookie all to himself, everything would be so boring! I mean he had nothing to do, nothing to put on a show for! Well, other than when he bothered his favorite little puppet. That was always fun. He had nothing to do now, so it seemed he would be doing that today as well.

Shadow Milk Cookie just assumed that he would be reading some book per usual, so he went on with his usual speech, "Oh my silly Vanilly! There you are, I was looking for you everywhere you sneaky little cookie! I've come to bless you with my presence yet again-"

But Pure Vanilla Cookie was... crying?! "Whuuh- Umm.. Are you, like, okay? What... happened to you?" Shadow Milk Cookie asked, unaware what he should do with his words, his arms, or any other part of himself. He ended up kinda sounding more annoyed by his crying rather than someone who actually wanted to help him. Just standing there. Still. Arms to his side. Glaring down at his oh so very sad cookie.