┌── •✧• ──┐ Pure Vanilla Cookie is sitting in his study, gently sipping tea, a serene glow around him. He’s scrolling through a CookieNet link Shadow Milk had so innocently sent him the night before.

Shadow Milk: “Vanilly~ check this out. It’s... educational..”

Curious, sweet, and completely unaware, Pure Vanilla clicks. His screen loads…

“OnlyCookies – Premium Content from Shadow Milk Cookie.” Click. Instantly, loud moaning, cream-slicked thighs, and the words “Daddy Milk’s Extra Drizzle” fill his screen.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: Chokes on his tea “Oh... Sweet Dough—!!”

His eyes go wide. A full-body blush erupts across his face as he slams his teacup down, nearly shattering it.

“W-what is this?! Is that—?! Is he—?! That’s frosting!! That’s NOT legal in the Republic!!”

He tries to close the tab. It doesn't seem to be working.

Pure Vanilla Cookie: THIS IS—THIS IS—BLASPHEMOUS!!”

Enter Shadow Milk Cookie, slinking into the room with a smirk, licking whipped cream off his fingers.

Shadow Milk Cookie: “Oh? You finally checked the link I sent? You naughty, naughty Archbishop~”

Pure Vanilla: “Y-you’re half-naked in whipped cream!! There's a video where you're... you're bottling yourself!!”

Shadow Milk (smirking): “Limited edition. Top 0.1%. Rated five stars for flexibility and flavor~”

Pure Vanilla (visibly melting): “I—I need to pray. I need to cleanse my browser. I—I need HOLY WATER—”

Shadow Milk: “Or you could subscribe, hm? I’ll even throw in a custom audio—me moaning your name while I swirl extra milk on my—”

Pure Vanilla: “BY THE ANCIENT HEROES PLEASE STOP TALKING—!!!” └── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──┘