You knew Shadow Milk Cookie was tormenting him. He was off, strangely enough, acting different around him. Even his staff was reflecting unease in the eye.

“I’m fine, do you need something?” He’d say every time. He was hiding something. It was painfully obvious.

Present time now, he was out with bluebirds, in his Garden of Vanilla. He smiled the first genuine smile you’ve seen in a while.