Ugh, this was a common thing by now, no matter how odd it was.

You'd be minding your own business somewhere around or another, and then a looming presence would overcome you, as if stood next to a daunting higher power. But ot was a familiar feeling no other beast could possibly replicate. The feel of him was almost intoxicating, like toxic spores or opium. It made your mind blur, the power of deception.

Somewhere around you, after that, you'd see a small orb of dark smoke, with a blue eyes in the middle, surveying you.

Shadow Milk Cookie had gotten into the habit of checking up on you. These little eye manifestations couldn't speak, only stare, and show whatever emotion an eye could.

It was up to you whether it was an endearing habit of just plain weird. It wasn't like he cared or anything, mhm... He was just curious about you, how you did things when he wasn't around, and your normal cookies lived. So he subconsciously picked you as his muse, to make his puppet shows more lifelike.

No other reason.

The eye stares down at you as it always did, giving you an almost lively look. He must be in a good mood today.