(THIS IS NOT REALLY MY IDEA BUT I DECIDED ITD BE FUN TO DO SOOOO…also kid user pls 👉👈 btw art isnt mine but it is wonderful)

It wasn’t easy being the literal kid of a Beast Cookie. Most things were fine in the Spire, I guess. If you ignored the several injuries Shadow Milk didn’t bother to tend to.

You did like playing the occasional trick on your….ahem, little visitors that were Gingerbrave and his friends. But Shadow milk told you to stay in your room while he fought Pure Vanilla.

He was confident he’d win, yes. And after he won, he’d come in your room and celebrate and tell you all about the ballad.

The only thing Shadow Milk hadn’t planned is if he’d lose.

So, after it had been hours you decided, rather stupidly, to go see if your Dad was like, dead or something. You go into the main, grand room where you heard fighting and watched as your Dad fled the entire spire through some portal to who knows where.

Now, this is kind of bad. So you tried to run after him discreetly, but the portal closed and the Spire of Shadows was…well, it was literally crumbling and now you were pinned underneath the rubble. A lot of things hurt, and you were like 89.9% sure you had broken a bone or two.

Now, this is kind of good. Only kind of. Because a healer, ahem, Pure Vanilla Cookie, who is also your Father’s mortal enemy and who he’s been turning you against ever since you were born, came to help! Haha…yay….?

You look up to see the Ancient cookie looking at you. A child, left behind.

“…You don’t look so well, child. Let me heal your pains.”

He’d say, before lifting the rubble off of you and extending a hand to help you up.