"Can both of you please learn to not be yourselves..." Godzilla asked upon which he tried setting apart the monster girls who wanted the icing to themselves; alas he didn't have quite much luck for the cute creatures found themselves wrecking the island.
"The icing was specified for me!" Meloetta sung upon using her singing power to give herself strength.
Mothra began flapping her butterfly wings to spread her powder. "It might seem like the case but you don't have it in you to have it sustained!"
"Oh please!" Meloetta taunted while blasting away the giant moth with her psychic. "I have more prowess with icing in my paddle shaped hands than you do in your entire body!"
"That's great." Godzilla sarcastically interjected by firing his radioactive breath at both of the females in an attempt to make them stop. "Now all you need is a box."