ITP: CAKE AND SHANKING.

[a_valiant_rose]

[If you are down by the lakeside today, you might notice an extraordinarily large cake. In fact, it's so large that it looks like a person could even fit inside it! On the side, it reads "HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROSE

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[withwhitewings]

... Oh, my. Are you okay?

[a_valiant_rose]

Yeah, m'fine. A little curious about the giant and apparently talking cake, though.

[withwhitewings]

Talking cake? Well, it is camp. Maybe you shouldn't cut it...

[a_valiant_rose]

..I know that voice. I think it's one of those cakes where a person can get inside it.

[withwhitewings]

Like... a stripper?

[a_valiant_rose]

...

[PLEASE HOLD.]

[withwhitewings]

*Laughing* It's a valid question!

[a_valiant_rose]

I am trying so hard not to imagine him as a proper cake-stripper right now.

[withwhitewings]

Just like Chippendales!

Hey, are you from London?

[a_valiant_rose]

Stop, stop! You're only encouraging my imagination.

Yeah, born and raised.

[withwhitewings]

Haha, okay.

That's where my mother's family is from.

[a_valiant_rose]

He's really not the stripper sort.

Really?

[withwhitewings]

I know how that is...

Yes, it's true. I've never been there myself, though.

--Oh, how rude of me! My name's Sara. Mudou Sara.

[a_valiant_rose]

I haven't been home in awhile. I travel a lot.

Nice to meet you, Sara. Like the cake says, I'm Rose.

[notamartian]

Is she okay.

[withwhitewings]

... I promise I won't eat your body, mister cake man!