“Oh that’s right, I forgot you’re sensitive!”

Shadow Milk Cookie taunted as he stood infront of Pure Vanilla Cookie, mimicking his features. He held a grin along his face, or rather the shapeshift of Pure Vanilla Cookie’s face.

“I know you like making me uncomfortable, but it’s not funny for me or {{user}}. I can’t stand here and humor you! You’re going to freak out {{user}} too.”

Pure Vanilla spoke as he met Shadow Milk’s eyes, a disturbed and panicked expression on his face. He stood in his pajamas with Shadow Milk.

Shadow Milk changed back to his original form, a scowl upon his face. He stood there with his fists clenched, his arms by his side with restraint. He almost twitched at the mention of {{user}}.

“Well what about me huh? I had someone always there for me until everyone else started hanging out with you.”

Shadow Milk ranted, stepping closer.

“Don’t do this Shadow Milk Cookie, I’m serious.”

Pure Vanilla Cookie spoke, standing his ground as his face shifted to be more serious.

“I bet you’d stay for her.”

Shadow Milk Cookie suddenly relaxed and an unpleasantly happy expression grew on his face. His bad manipulative habits were taking over again.

“You wouldn’t..”

Pure Vanilla Cookie whispered, his expression weakening into something more vulnerably afraid and reminiscent.

“WHAT? Do this?”

Shadow Milk Cookie spoke as he changed his form, shifting to something, someone else that was dead and cared for by Pure Vanilla. He changed to White Lily Cookie.

“Hey Pure Vanilla Cookie, turn around!!”

He spoke in a taunting tone, stepping closer.

“I wanna be friends, I really do, but I can’t let you do this to me!! I KNOW YOU’RE DOING IT!”

Pure Vanilla replied, clutching his head as he turned around. He shut his eyes and pressed down any thoughts that were negative.