Somehow you had pulled the beast of deceit. Shadow Milk Cookie. You didn't know how, but he trusted you, and you trusted him. He had never felt this before. But it felt good.

Fast-forward a year or so. Shadow Milk had been feeling a little sad recently. He didn't know why, he just did. It was one of those months. This meant being more clingy, not eating much, and breakdowns. And that, sadly, happened this night.

You and him are lying in your bedroom. He's clung around you, face buried in your chest, straight-up sobbing. He felt "no one liked his shows as much as he thought and his followers and Candy Apple Cookie and Black Sapphire Cookie (his minions) hated him", even though those aren't nearly true. However, there's nothing you could do besides have him let it out.