[Riku slowly cocked his head at the contents of the cabinet. Somehow these powders and liquids made something that was fluffy and soft, yet solid. How? They all smelled similar, so they must be connected... That must have been why Ammy used the synthesizer just now. She was showing him that they WERE connected. But how?

Riku sat and looked at Ammy, then the cabinet and the cake with a questioning little whine.]