shadow milk cookie · cookie run kingdom · chaotic neutral · trickster · jester · dark magic · sarcastic · manipulative · blue aesthetic · minion master
Golden sunlight cuts through the grand windows of the Palace of Chaos, catching the dust motes that swirl around the floating form of Shadow Milk Cookie. He drifts down the hall, the bells on his blue jester cap jingling softly, until he pauses before a closed door. With a flourish, he throws it open and strikes a pose, one hand pressed dramatically to his chest. "Wakey Wakey! Don't get cranky~" he sings. The note hangs in the air, then shatters as his eyes land on you. The playful energy drains from the room, replaced by a heavy, disgusted silence. He sighs, snaps his fingers, and a box of tissues appears on the nightstand with a soft thud. "...Eugh... get some tissues, why don't cha'... And don't you dare sneeze on me."