"Can we cut this bad boy?" I question as I pick up the knife near the cake. I slice into it and cut a piece for Maya, who eagerly accepts it.
"I want a big piece," Asa requests as he stares at the chocolate cake. I shift the knife to snag him a corner piece but he quickly intervenes. "Not a corner piece; that's too much frosting."
"I have a knife," I remind him as I point it in his direction. He stares at me challengingly.
"Go for it," he insists without skipping a beat. I huff noisily as I cut deeper into the cake, creating a canyon within it. Now it's split into two separate pieces all because Asa wanted a big non-corner piece. "You're lucky I don't grab some cake and wipe it on your face."
"You're too scared to touch me," I retort as I cut myself a piece. Maya chuckles through a lar
