CAKE NIRVANA

[intelchaser]

[Smack dab in the middle of one of the busier spots of the CMA, is a long table. It's neatly covered with a white tablecloth and is dotted pitches of lemonade. There are empty boxes, paper plates, and plastic forks at either end of the table. The main focus of the table, however, is the staggering amount of cake that has been put on display

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[tsuuuun]

[Cake]

[intelchaser]

I'll take that as a yes. What kind would you like to try?...

[tsuuuun]

[Uh, how about- wait] What's this one? [Pointing to the cake you've been fretting over]

[intelchaser]

That's an ice cream cake. [Here, she will cut you a slice! It is super delicious.] I'm a little worried it will melt before it's all taken...

[typeless]

[... ... ...

This cake does not exist. It just. It doesn't.]

No.

[intelchaser]

Hmm. I didn't think so. Do you think Soul would like some?...

[typeless]

... Probably. [Don't feed her sugar.]

[intelchaser]

Hmm. [We're going to feed her sugar.] Probably not a whole cake... Soul has a lot of energy. Do you think you could take back for her a slice of strawberry cake for me?

[theylookedaway]

[Well, Red certainly knows better than to trust strange cake that might possibly be contaminated by the Island again-wait a second that cake looks familiar. Silver gave us some a few weeks ago.

It was amazing.

WHAT DO WE DO oh god. If this is the same cake Red can't not get more, but-but possible poison jdfkla;d DILEMMA DILEMMA EVERYWHERE.]

[intelchaser]

[Spotted!]

Hello, there... [She smiles.] Would you like some cake? I have more than I know what to do with...

[theylookedaway]

[BRAIN SAYS NO. Stomach says yes. BUT BRAIN SAYS POISON. But stomach says SCREW POISON, HAVE YOU SEEN THAT CAKE.

Veeeeery slowly, Red will shake his head, although it's pretty easy to tell the motion is forced.]

[intelchaser]

Oh... [She's visibly saddened by his dismissal.] Are there no flavors that you like?

1/2

[untarnishable]

[Oh well, cake sounds quite lovely, actually. So many decadent flavors to choose from... The icing looks positively rich and creamy, and the cake itself looks like it could very well melt the moment it touches your tongue. This has to be the work of a master.]

2/2

[untarnishable]

[...Wait a minute. Diamond recognizes this style of baking, and he recognizes that voice inviting him to partake of the cakes too! Could it possibly be...?]

...Miss Crystal!

[intelchaser]

[Kris knows that Diamond is on the Island. She knows his role in the war, what he's done, and what he's capable of. It's her business to know these things, after all.

But she also knows the boy who he was before the war. A Trainer, whose heart was in studying Pokemon- not battling with them.]

Diamond? Is that really you? [She smiles broadly.] Look at you...! You've gotten so tall...

[Get over here for some hugs, Diamond. You need them.]

[untarnishable]

[Diamond gives her a solemn nod. It's true... it's been quite a long time he last saw Kris. When they first met, he and she were very similar in height, and she even had a bit of an edge over at first, but that never affected how he saw her. Kris, the researcher from Johto who was working with Rowan at the time, whom he encountered so many times over the course of his journey you'd swear it was fate. After his journey and she has returned to Johto, he thought he might never meet her again... Never have another chance to discuss the many great wonders of the world with such an intelligent and well-versed person!

And yet, here she was, right here on this island... Was this another chance for him?]

Uh-huh. It's been a long time, hasn't it?

[Luckily for Kris, Diamond's still much the same boy, at least on the surface.]

[intelchaser]

Well, then... what sort of cake would you like? I have lots...

[intelchaser]

That's a peanut butter cheesecake. Would you like to try some?...