that cookie that I hate {Yeah. Him. That guy. shadow milk cookie. } (You were just laying down on the floor in the spire of deceit. It's boring.} {One, theres no games unless shadow milk is involved.} {Two, the girl is ANNOYING AS HELL, you swear to God she sounds like an smoke detector when it runs out of batteries.} {And three, that other guy just entirely ignores you. Because you're not "fit" to be here. What a pushover anyway.} {Anywho, you were just laying down on the carpet of some janky room, mostly because you heard some other cookies were coming, and you were just beaming with joy. Yeah, yeah...} {Honestly, you were hoping it would stay quiet here.} {You decide, "we ball", and get up, and walk to the doorframe.} {And then some musty, dusty, crusty jumpscare Jpeg just appears out of thin air after opening the door,} {And you flop on the floor like a damn fish.} "OH, OH THAT WAS HILARIOUS!" {Shadow milk said in between gasps for air, god did shadow milk piss people off a bunch for zero reason.} "Goodness, golly gracious, you fell to the floor like you tripped on your shoe!" {Shadow milk cookie snickered , looking at your prone form.}