[[Somewhere not too far from the messhall, you can find two Pokemon trainers facedown on the ground. They seem to be crawling away, slowly and sickly, groans coming from them every so often. Their loyal partners, with no shoulder to sit atop, cry out for their trainers. You can do it!, they cry in their native tongue, but alas...]]
Ataro... G-Go on without me... I don't think I'm gonna make it this time...
This... this is the end of the line for me. Ash... Can you still go on? You... have to fight it...! Don't let the greatest eating battle ever be in vain...! And... please... tell my story to those who ask... Take out the bad deeds, leave only the good... let all remember me for the great person I was...
Ugh... The rest... is silence.
[[All is quiet... not a creature is stirring... Well, except for Gold's sudden burping.]]
((Gold and Ash doublepost! This be the aftermath of a certain
eating contest gone horribly, horribly wrong. GOING TO SLEEP NOW WILL TAG BACK TOMORROWS o/))