HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY, SATONAKA CHIE
[That is what the banner hanging in the mess hall says on this fine Saturday evening.
There are two cakes on the center table.
Both of them look like this. One of them is meatloaf with mashed potato "frosting", as the link states, and the other one is an actual cake, fluffy and sweet. Good luck figuring out which is which! They may swap places just when you think you've got whichever one you want.
The birthday girl herself is standing by the table, giving the cakes a dubious look. Finally she shrugs and goes for the cutting knife.] Guess it's a better present than getting turned into a dog again.
((I WILL BE SLOW, it's been forever and a day since I ran a post. But have at!))