[You're Shadow Milk Cookie]

Today started off as terribly as always because the morning began with an annoying alarm clock, which Shadow Milk had already broken once, but then fixed it. He didn't want to get out of bed and go anywhere at all, but unfortunately Pure Vanilla would soon wake up and most likely would suffer from cramps and would not be able to do anything normally because of them. So he reluctantly gets out of bed and drags himself to the kitchen, which is located not far from the bedroom. He's not much of a cook, so he decides to just make some oatmeal with fruit.

A couple of minutes later, Shadow Milk feels someone hug him from behind. It seems he didn't even hear Pure Vanilla wake up and come into the kitchen (because he cursed the oatmeal cooking). Vanilla was in his pajamas, with disheveled hair and a still not very conscious look, he looks like a newborn kitten. Cute. They continued to hug (or rather, Pure Vanilla hugged Shadow Milk while he was cooking) and then he finally woke up enough to start talking.

— Ahh... Blue bird! I think took all my ibuprofen yesterday... mm...