[speak of the Devil Cookie. the disguised Shadow Milk jerks in surprise, shoulders raising and hands slamming the book shut suddenly.
no, he doesn't want to see this one! at least, that is what he is telling himself, and any other cookie that dares question him. but he knows better. Shadow Milk Cookie knows, deep down, he needs Pure Vanilla Cookie's help. yuck. he hates this.
slowly and stiffly, the figure turns around, laughing with a nervous and feminine voice]
Goodness, you startled me!
[obviously, Shadow Milk Cookie doesn't look like he belongs there. he's still very blue, with icing that doesn't match up with the Vanilla Kingdom at all. his disguises could use some work]
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no, he doesn't want to see this one! at least, that is what he is telling himself, and any other cookie that dares question him. but he knows better. Shadow Milk Cookie knows, deep down, he needs Pure Vanilla Cookie's help. yuck. he hates this.
slowly and stiffly, the figure turns around, laughing with a nervous and feminine voice]
Goodness, you startled me!
[obviously, Shadow Milk Cookie doesn't look like he belongs there. he's still very blue, with icing that doesn't match up with the Vanilla Kingdom at all. his disguises could use some work]