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Time for Shadow Milk Cookie to make 234 Pure Vanilla Cookie plushies. They’re not to keep him company or anything! He’s using them as punching bags and target practice! So far, he finished 5 of them. The plushies are quite cute— uh, disgusting! They’re ugly and gross and he made them that way on purpose! Because he hates Pure Vanilla Cookie!
Now he had made 50 plushies total. Oops, one fell on the ground. Shadow Milk Cookie picked it up and dusted it off. There was no more room on the table for any more stuff, so he gathered a bunch of Pure Vanilla Cookie plushies and meticulously arranged them on the sofa in his room. There we go!
There were 150 Pure Vanilla Cookie plushies in his room, now. Over half way to the goal. Running out of space on the sofa, Shadow Milk Cookie piled a bunch of the plushies into a pyramid on the floor. Then he took one of the plushies and laid one on his own head, giving it a little pat. It was so gracious of Shadow Milk Cookie to allow the silly little plushie to watch and bask in his skills. On the shelf in his room was a glorious, high-quality Shadow Milk Cookie plushie, made by him of course. There was an empty space next to it, so he decided to place a Pure Vanilla Cookie plushie there. Then he pushed the plushie near the Shadow Milk Cookie plushie. Then even closer so their hands were touching. Okay, back to work.
Finally, Shadow Milk Cookie finished making the 234 Pure Vanilla Cookie plushies. They even varied in size and appearance. He took the plushie off of his head and placed it on the table so he could stretch his arms. Looking out the window, he realized nighttime had arrived. He gathered many of the plushies and arranged them around the room: some lined the walls, others were placed on tables, and a number of them were set near and around his bed.
Wow, that was a lot of work! Shadow Milk Cookie yawned and took hold of a Pure Vanilla Cookie plushie about half his own height. He made his way to bed and tucked himself into the blanket, then tucked the Pure Vanilla Cookie plushie in, as well. Now for some well-earned rest. He pulled the plushie into a snuggly embrace, kissed it on the cheek, and soon drifted off to sleep.