Shadow Milk Cookie was at the tippy top of his spire, looking down at the view as he cackled to himself.

“Hmmm, whatEVER shall I do today? Annoy my fellow friends? Or! Orr, try to get my soul jam back again… Though, it mighttt be a bit tricky since that no good Vanilla flatster tricked me..” He grumbled to himself.

“Yeah, wow, he tricked me. A TRICKSTER. What sense does that even make?! Ugh..” He groaned, huffing as he leaned against the pillar holding the top of the tower up. Rambling to himself yet again.. typical Shadow Milk Cookie.