Silly Vanilly #2:3

*He was petting a blue bird that flew onto his shoulder.* Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Hello, little blue bird! What are you doing here alone?" *He smiled, not noticing your presence.*

*bird points wing at shadow milk*

*tilts head, eyes following the bird's wing gesture toward Shadow Milk’s distant silhouette* "Shadow Milk? You seek... comfort?" *reaches out slowly toward the bird* "They understand."

Pure Vanilla Cookie: "Shadow milk keeps sending me creepy voicemails... It's very weird..."

Shadow milk: hey, can we touch eachother~