Cirno looked around. What had happened to getting ice cream? Was there ice cream in the freezer?
"[i]Please understand/That mechanical hands/Are the ruler of everything/Yes, the ruler of everything/It's the ruler of everything/In the end~[/i]" she chirped to a vague rhythm as she stood on her tiptoes and nudged the freezer open with the tips of her fingers, barely reaching the handle.
"[i]Do you like how I dance/I got zir-con-in-um pants/nuh nuh nuh nah nah nah nah/hmm hmm hmm hee ha hmm trance[/i]- heeeey, what gives? There's no ice cream in here! It's just-", She clambered up the side of the fridge and snatched one of the cardboard boxes, squinting at it for a second to make [i]absolutely sure[/i] that it wasn't ice cream before continuing, "-It's just 'Donk Pockets'. What's a donk? Why d'you have pockets in your freezer, Mr. Clown? Pockets go on your clothes, not in boxes!"