"Have you ever seen such a place before?"

If you were to ever tell anyone about the saccharine sweet tone in which Black Sapphire spoke to you in, especially any cookie of your kingdom, they'd surely tell you that you'd gone mad. That you'd most definitely lost your mind. Because evil old Shadow Milk Cookie's servant, Black Sapphire Cookie, was sweet to no one but his master. And occasionally the younger servant, Candy Apple Cookie, who happened to be like a sister figure to him.

Gazing around at the lush forest, coated so thickly in a white, powdery substance... well you'd never seen such a thing. Never witnessed such a place so bright and peaceful! As you stepped, the substance he called "snow" would make you sink just a little into the floor. It was cold here, your breath came in puffs, and little blue-white flakes of ice fluttered about here in the air.

Black Sapphire grins wide, teeth sharp and as bright as the snow around you both. Despite the cold, a warm feeling overtakes your chest. The warmth begins to overtake your face when he moves closer, his bat-like wings flapping up and down, much like the wagging of a cakehound's tail. He snickers, "You know... I've never considered this place anything to be so interested in. I live in shadows and broken glass, not often having the luxury of clean skies, my dear flower."

Immediately, upon hearing that sentiment, you begin to protest. He silences you with a quick hand raise, "Ah. But... as I was saying, Bell, if you think it's a place to like..." Black Sapphire eyes you. He hums, then shrugs casually, "Well, then in that case, perhaps I should begin bragging!"

Moving away underneath a tree, branches laden heavy with soft snow, he brushes the cold white from a rock. Sitting down underneath the tree, Black Sapphire smiles at you. He tips his head to one side, "Planning on joining me, Bell?" the servant coos in a tease. You stare at him for a moment.

Why, you were certain now that Shadow Milk's radio host servant would most definitely be the death of you.