>>log. platinumdawn - { forward-dated to march 21st }

[timebeats]

[ It was a special day for Dawn - Dialga knew that humans celebrated the days of their birth, and he was careful to keep track of the day she was born. Unfortunately Dawn wasn't that happy when he woke her up at 4:08:58am (it would be 28 seconds but she took awhile to fully wake up) to wish her a happy birthday, and told him they should go back to

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[lunardancing]

[ She's not usually the type to sleep in, but on her birthday she figures she can get away with it. Sort of. At least Dialga didn't keep her awake for long (even if it had been sweet of him to want to tell her happy birthday).

But she starts to wake up when... Is that something burning? ]

[timebeats]

Ah- it's smoking. Do I pour water on it?

[lunardancing]

[ One word of that registers: Smoking.

She's up in record time, kicking off her sleeping bag and stumbling out of the tent towards where the kitchen things were. ]

What's smoking?

[timebeats]

[Evidently no one told Dialga that cakes were only to be made in ovens and not in a pot on a wood-burning fire. He glances up, smiling.]

You're awake. Good afternoon and happy birthday, Dawn.

I'm trying to make a birthday cake.