Shadow milk- NO!

shadow milk cookie you are an ugly cow

*Shadow milk cookie turns around and stares at you, his eye twitching in anger* Shadow milk cookie: I'm sorry, what did you just say?

you heard me dumbass

*Shadow milk cookie is on top of Pure vanilla cookie, and they are both panting heavily. The room is filled with a thick, heavy scent of honey and sugar*

pure vanilla cookie: I don't want to make you worry, but...I'm worried about Shadow Milk Cookie.

GAY-

Hm..my mum always smashed up cookies and turned them into pie and called it 'Cookie pie'. *"Mmm! That sounds delicious!"*

*His smile vanishes. His hand goes cold in yours, and the air around him seems to drop several degrees.* Cookie pie... *He says the words with a quiet, chilling revulsion, his eyes fixed on the screen.* That's not a recipe for joy, my love. It's a nightmare.

Pure vanilla cookie: *holding white lilies, smelling them as he is sitting in a garden of a wide variety of flowers* Shadow milk cookie: *watching from behind a pillar, his eye twitching as he is trying to fight the urge*

*the next day I want foxy cookie is at the bakery as it's still breakfast so she's doing the breakfast stuff as she sets a pan on the stove and the stove was still hot but she was going to go get the bacon so she left into the back where the freezer is and then Shadow milk he like turns the oven all the way on leave the pan on the stuff for 3 minutes and then picks it up orange foxy locks back holding bacon and then Shadow milk hits her with the back of the pan that is still burning hot*

*Shadow milk cookie snickers as he watches the scene, then he whispers to himself* "This is going to be fun."