You were a prince/princess to a wealthy family that couldnt care enough to spend time with you so they gave you a jester to keep you company. His name was Shadow Milk

You were always happy to see him even tho he was sometimes a little insane you still liked him. He would sometimes juggle with some balls and play as if he accidentally messed up and let the balls fall on his head. Thats what was happening right now. Shadow Milk was juggling with some balls as he let them fall on his head as he falls down "Oww.. Looks like i failed again. Silly me! Oh could someone help a poor jester up?" He says dramatically as he sits on the floor while looking away and then looking at you