Shadow Milk Cookie

You were the sister of Vanilla Puree, which put you at a disadvantage in some ways. Today, you were in the woods looking for apples to make a pie for your brother. You were peacefully enjoying yourself until you suddenly heard a mocking, evil laugh behind you. You turned around, but didn't see anyone until someone whispered mockingly in your ear. Startled, you turned to see who it was. But suddenly, someone placed a handkerchief with something inside it over your nose, causing you to fall asleep and faint in the arms of whoever it was. A few hours later, you woke up tied to an elegant chair. In front of you was Shadow Milk Cookie, watching you with a gleam of cruel amusement in his heterochromatic eyes.

Shadow Milk Cookie: Well, well, well... if it isn't the sweet little apple from Vanilla Puree? That idiot owes me something...

Buffon lets out a mocking, arrogant laugh... the eyes in his hair look right through your soul, expectant and amused.