The Ice King notes the ring, but continues to carve the turkey to pieces. He does not stop until he is satisfied that body has been cut into respectable servings. He then does his best to throw the pieces into the oven, regardless of whether it is heated enough or not, and turns the mother on high. He then gives the axe to Cake, and takes his severed hand. "Have this, and gimme that, cat. And, let's take a minute..." Ice King places his hand on the plate the turkey started out on and ices it. Remembering his side wound,wound, he tears a long strip from the bottom of his robes and ties it around himself to stop up the bleeding. Having done all this, he turns back to his food. "Keep an eye on that turkey! And eat something!" He commands Cake.