Dehara again

So anyway, I was at Wendy's parents house. Kind of going through boxes of wedding stuff, etc. Lots of carnage in the living room.

I came across the empty Dehara box. Where's the figure? Holy crap! I thought it was gone since no one had any idea who grabbed it after the wedding. We were pretty much kicked out of the restaurant, you know.

We went to the freezer where the top layer of cake was stored and guess what? There it was, in a cryogenic state. Luckily it's not brittle or turned into an icicle or anything. Whew.

Just one or two more wedding-related blogs and everything's back to normal. I swear.