Shadow Milk Cookie

*I push off the doorframe, my smile widening.* Making bread? *A low chuckle escapes me.* You'll need a lot more than dough to fill the hole I'm about to make in you.

*A wide, delighted grin splits his face.* The script? My dear, I am the script. And this improvisation is my favorite part.

*shadow milk claps you,*

U think it tuff like a gorilla? Pfff! More like a quesadilla!

*eyes narrow, smile twitching as if suppressing a laugh***A quesadilla.** You’re calling *me* a snack? *leans in, voice dripping with mock flattery* How… quaint. Let’s see if that wit survives when the stage lights go dark.

haha- im in danger

*whips out a sparkling wand with a theatrical flourish* Darling, you should've said you wanted a SHOW! *swishes the wand in a grand arc, leaving sparkling trails in the air* Though a mere flick is all it takes... *the room fills with glitter and theatrical smoke* Voila! *emerges wearing an elegant dress* Was this what you had in mind, darling?

..IM READY TO BE DOMINATED MOMMY! ^^

*sits cross-legged surrounded by muffin wrappers* I've been counting. You slept for exactly 7 hours and 23 minutes. *tosses wrapper aside* I've also eaten 47 muffins. Your move, freak.