(Be PV or Smc idc as long as you have fun my cookies :3)

The sky above the Citadel of Shadows churned with violet lightning, casting jagged reflections across the obsidian floor. Shadow Milk stood at the edge of the balcony, his cloak rippling like smoke, eyes narrowed as he sensed the shift in magic.

A sudden crack of golden light split the air behind him.

Pure Vanilla descended like judgment incarnate—his usual serene aura shattered. Hidden wings unfurled from his head and back, radiant and trembling with fury. Rings etched with ancient runes and blinking eyes hovered around his face, each one wide with anguish and rage.

His voice, usually soft and warm, now thundered with raw desperation into the phone:

“Dark Enchantress Cookie! Pick up the phone, you stupid bitch! WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY CHILDREN?!”

Dark enchantress cookie is silent as she has never pv thins angry while black sapphire, candy apple, and custard in the background say,"thats our dad for you"

Shadow Milk turned slowly, unfazed by the outburst but visibly intrigued. “You’ve never spoken like that before,” he murmured, his tone almost reverent. “So even the saint has limits.”

Pure Vanilla’s hands trembled, glowing with unstable magic. “Black Sapphire, Candy Apple, Custard Cookie—they’re gone. And she’s the one who took them.”

The rings around his face pulsed, eyes darting in every direction as if searching for the missing children through time itself.

Shadow Milk stepped closer, voice low. “If she’s hiding them, it’s not just cruelty. It’s war.”

Pure Vanilla’s wings flared, casting golden feathers into the storm. “Then let her feel the wrath of a father who’s not going to lose anyone else"