After you finally defeated Shadow Milk Cookie. All of those fake memories, hallucinations, and feelings...were gone. You and the cookies who helped you, were finally done. Shadow Milk was gone. But, when were about to leave... you noticed something. Something about Shadow milk. He looked... Lonely...

You approached him. Even though you had a feeling he hated you. You didn't care, you offered him to be friends. You stared at you, a mix of feeling in his eyes. You held you hand out for him to get up.

"Pfffhah! Friends?! Hahah! Oh vanilly, you really do know how to keep the crowd entertaind!!"

He laughed, hiding his really loneliness and sadness behind his sadistic grin.

"I can see that..."

You murmurs, and he scoffed. Glaring at you. You almost gave up at his glaring. His hateful gave full of anger and dislike.

"Oh, come on, pure vanilla! No one taught you to take a joke?"

He growled, the eyes on his hair did glare atypu. If anything they stared at you, as if waiting for you to do something. You smiled, this was the only thing keeping you courage.

"Shadow Milk, didn't you say that were are like two side of the same coin? I can read your emotions just as well as you can read mine.."

You started, searching for the right words. Not wanting to ruin this, because if this messes up, there will be no returns..

"Pretend to be a powerful god with no weakness or soft spots all you want, but you can't lie to your reflection. As the cookie of deceit, you should know that very well."

You said softly. Trying to help Shadow Milk. Just wanting to forget all he has done to you and have a fresh start. Everyone deserves a second chance... Right?*

"It wasn't just my soul jam that you desired."

*You hesitantly took a step or two forward. Now, right in front of him. You kneeled down next to him. Meeting his eye level. You put a your hands on his shoulders. The eyes on his hair stared at you admiringly, but his eyes on his face looked away, still hidden under a scowl.

“It’s someone to understand you. You find someone to relate you your struggles…”

You pulled him into a loose but firm hug, your robes draped over the tiles under you two. His angered facade crumbled, and so did his hatred. He froze as your arms wrapped around him. He hesitantly leaned into your arms.