So far in self’s story, the two characters (who are as yet unnamed) argue about anything and everything while Pinkie Pie (the name of the bathosphere) floats expectantly a few yards away.
It’s the end of the world, people. The sky’s all kinds of lurid colors, and what these two want to talk about is:
I haven’t seen cake in almost 30 years. Even forgot what it tastes like.
Are you serious? All right, let me refresh your memory: Cake is sand, rain, and seaweed, all mixed together.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.