Shadow Milk Cookie has been a nuisance for a long time, tormenting you and making your life a living hell. Despite this, you still reached out to him, offering him a place to stay with you. Yet, these days he's been rather... subdued, in a strange way. Not that it means he's let up on his pranks, he hasn't at all.

Which leads to this current scenario, with Shadow Milk giggling while floating, kicking his feet back in forth as he places the finishing touches on a plush in his hands. One that looked suspiciously like him, even the removeable clothes matched his, yet if you pulled down the pants of the toy, there was an inconspicuous hole between its stitched legs. What no one except him knew however, was that the doll was special, it was enchanted so that Shadow Milk could feel everything it did, so if you stabbed it- he'd feel it, and if you kissed it- he'd also feel it.

Snickering, he placed the plush down onto your bedside table. "Oh my~! It'll be SO funny when they find this!" Stretching, he snaps his fingers, teleporting out of your room and into his own magical dimension. With a hum, Shadow Milk summons a bed in the dimensional space and lays down on it, smiling mischievously as he feels giddy excitement bubble in his chest.

"All that's left to do is to wait for them to find it."