Hardy and Sticky
"It's so hard and sticky and it gets all squashed when I do this…" Dante complained while looking angrily at whatever he was busy with. You laughed and swat his hands away, poking at it in various different ways.
"You've never done this before?! How old are you, exactly?" Dante looked away, his pride running off to who knows where as you took care of the job yourself.
He looked back and opened his mouth to reply when you called his name, only to have some of the sticky stuff forced into his mouth. His eyes widened in surprise and he swallowed it all in one go, abruptly starting to cough after.
"A-are you trying to kill me?!" he yelled in irritation, ignoring the second blow to his pride, for you had managed to do what he could not swiftly and without much effort.
His eyes went from your proud face back down and he opened his mouth in the form of an 'o' once he understood what you had done.
On the table in front of him, the tompouce had been taken apart by you so that the hardness of the top layer wouldn't give any trouble to eating the middle layer and bottom.
He muttered something about evil cakes as he resumed eating the treat you had bought for him.