[I suggest digging a hole and burying it--that poor cake needs to be disposed of somewhere outside the house, and perhaps even given funeral rites.
Anyway, we'll be here where we said we'd be when Platina does arrive on the seventh floor of CH1--there's even his Pansage out of its pokeball, who waves a cheerful greeting at her from where it's hanging out in the doorway of their kitchen. Come right this way, Miss Platina!]
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Anyway, we'll be here where we said we'd be when Platina does arrive on the seventh floor of CH1--there's even his Pansage out of its pokeball, who waves a cheerful greeting at her from where it's hanging out in the doorway of their kitchen. Come right this way, Miss Platina!]