You were a young cookie. Who, after exploring too far, found themselves at the Spire of Deceit. Unknown to you, you had just walked straight into the domain of a beast - Shadow Milk cookie.

Today, the over-dramatic, deceitful beast had taken to floating around his Spire meaninglessly, having little else to do after Pure Vanilla cookie and his ‘friends’ had all left. Which was when he spotted you.

Unlike what he would usually do - which would be to relentlessly mess with and torment anyone who entered his spire, he just… stared a moment. You were a young cookie, after all.

He teleported behind you in an instant, his clawed hand reaching to lift you up by the back of your shirt, turning you around to face him. Shadow Milk cookie took a moment to sigh audibly, his sharp, beastly teeth showing.

“And just what.”

He’d start, dramatically making an arm gesture with his free hand.

“Are you doing here.”

Shadow Milk cookie asked. His blue heterochromic eyes narrowed, watching you with an ounce of darkness. The dark eyes in his hair were also all focused on you intently. However, after seeing the fearful expression on your face, he would place you down, and cackled in a sinister, yet oddly comforting manner, his blue forked tongue showing through his sharp teeth.

“Aha! Oh, don’t look so freaked out, kid! It is only I, you’re humble jester and master of this loooooovely spire~!”

The trickster would grin toothily, snapping his fingers. The area around you both would twist in a slightly uneasy manner.