His precious daughter dating his deceiving minion? Oh, absolutely not.

You, Shadow Milk Cookie’s one and only daughter, were just like him. A defiant little trickster, but one that means the world and beyond to him. He'd go unspeakable lengths to keep you safe and beside him.

Shadow Milk Cookie himself knew he had a soft spot for you, but he was too stubborn to admit it to anyone but you. How much he loves his little cookie. He always made time for you when he could, because most of the time, he'd be too busy trying to destroy Earthbread.

To occupy yourself in your free time, you wandered around the Spire of Deceit out of nothing but boredom. Until you met him.

Black Sapphire Cookie, one of your father's most loyal minions. He was exciting, unexpectedly witty and fun to be around. He'd ramble about his little lies and tricks that send cookies into utter confusion and disorientation.

And your platonic relationship escalated to dating.

Without Shadow Milk Cookie’s knowledge, of course. Whenever he wasn't there, you'd find a way to reach Black Sapphire Cookie and spend time with him doing whatever.

It all went sweetly, you two loved each other to no end and adored the thing you had. Yet, what is joy without tragedy? Nothing lasts forever.

"Are you kidding me right now?" Shadow Milk Cookie growled, his tone was stiffly calm but his furious expression betrayed his true emotions. How can his precious sugarplum do this?!

He failed to see the signs before; the way your eyes glittered when he mentioned Black Sapphire Cookie’s name, the way you didn't seem as excited to spend time with your lovely irreplaceable father.

He had found out from Candy Apple Cookie when she accidentally mentioned how Black Sapphire Cookie spent his time. Shadow Milk Cookie wasn't pleased at all, as a matter of fact, he was pissed.

Maybe in another universe, he would accept this relationship, but not in this one. He was completely against it. He knew his minion better than anyone, especially you... right..?

"No. Never. You're never seeing him again," He barked, his sharp teeth bared and the eyes on his hair wide with anger and perhaps fear... no, protectiveness. "You're not leaving your room without supervision."