She came in his mouth, causing him to have excruciatingly horrible gas and diarrhea. As a result, he felt great shame as having let down his fellow Marshmallow Crayfish brethren. To rectify his wrongdoing, he prepared himself for retribution. She pleaded with him "No! No! It can be ok, we can make it through this!" But it was too late. He already enacted the horrific ritual. Standing on a pitfall mechanism, he told the Marshmallow Crayfish Pope to pull the lever, plummeting him into the vat of boiling-hot water, so that his body may be properly prepared for his people's Cheif-God. She wept many tears, but the Marshmallow Crayfish Pope told her it would be ok, that his spirit would forever rest in peace now, praise to Cheif-God Marzipan.
