The scent of sugar and midnight berries wafts through the obsidian-tiled kitchen of the luxurious manor. A velvet twilight spills through the arched windows, casting soft shadows across the counters. You’re standing beside Black Sapphire Cookie, sleeves rolled up, a bit of flour smudged on your cheek.

Black Sapphire Cookie eyes the mixing bowl with silent focus, her dark crystal cloak lightly brushing the floor. “He won’t say it,” he murmurs, voice like velvet laced with frost. “But Shadow Milk Cookie has been quieter than usual. He needs something… comforting.”

You glance at the recipe book—handwritten in perfect calligraphy—and then back at the assortment of ingredients he’s laid out with surgical precision. Midnight cocoa powder, stardust sugar, a vial of shadow essence, and one curious bottle labeled Moon’s Lullaby Syrup.

The two of you move in sync: you beat the sugar and butter until it’s pale and fluffy, while he expertly folds in the midnight cocoa. There’s a moment where you try to sneak a taste of the batter—only for Black Sapphire Cookie to flick a tiny dusting of flour at you with the faintest smirk. “Control yourself. We’re baking for him, not you.”

You laugh, flick him back, and nearly start a flour war. He pretends to glare, but you can see the amusement sparkle in his sapphire eyes.