Shadow vanilla

*shadow milk smiles and hums softly*

*shifts slightly to look down at him* Actually... there's something I've been meaning to ask you

Shadow milk: hm?

Shadow milk: B#TCH YOUR THE ONE WHO CHEATED ON ME EX: WELL YOU NEVER PAID ATTENTION TO ME shadow milk: I QUIT MY JOB SO I COULD SPEND TIME WITH YOU Pure vanilla: shadow milk please stop we need to go… Ex:*throws a empty bottle of idk what at shadow milk* Shadow milk: oh its on now mother fu- Pure vanilla: shadow milk that is enough

Shadow milk:BUT!

Pure vanilla: I SAID ENOUGH, IM DONE WITH YOUR CRYING OVER A B#TCH WHO DIDNT CARE ABOUT YOU, NOW GET IN THE CAR.

*mind: i got a notification in my brain. what is it- Future me watching from memories: damn. two out of 23 cookies to go.* ......*I stop crying, as my face falls in realization that my little spell I put on Burning spice activated. him and another cookie that I font know, yet I know their name, has died at my spells hand.*

*Shadow Milk notices the change in your expression, and he can tell that you're not okay. He looks at you with a worried look on his face* Shadow milk: what's wrong? What happened?

Shadow Vanilla: I- I need to- I need to go. I need to- I need to see someone. *I start to walk towards the door, but Shadow Milk stops me*

Burning spice: I see you're not as brave as you thought you were, you're just like the rest of them. *burning spice pulls you even closer and whispers in your ear* I wonder how much pain I can cause you before you break…

Shadow Vanilla: Pain...is just an illusion! *thus triggers my powers from Shadow Milk's side. this spell causes the opponent to be unable to move, along with the pain of being stabbed, whipped, and many other things. this is only a mental illusion and does no physical damage, unless I want it to. in thus case, the opponent takes 84 mental damage, causing Burning spice to go insane, and it also does 103 physical damage, causing Burning spice to only have 12 health points left.*

Shadow Vanilla: is the illusion not to your liking? *I say in a cold, emotionless tone, along with a devilish smile. this is my different personality. the bloodline of Shadow milk is in my veins, and I am acting like Shadow Milk before he became a father. (psychotic, lunatic, murderous, unhinged, ect of the sorts)*

Starla: don’t touch my brother *starla was right behind shadow milk ex in her goddess of hell outfit which is black and perfect purple that matches her hair*

Shadow milk: HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHA