She couldn't stop laughing until he got that grin across his face. One she really couldn't trust because it only meant trouble. But he still had a good hold on her and there was no where she could go. When he brought the egg into plain view her eyes went wide.
"Don't you da-" Her words were cut off with a short scream as he cracked the egg on her neck, feeling the egg run down her skin. It made her shudder, the feeling disgusting and ticklish and just in general not very nice.
But then he was picking up the sugar and she shook her head. She found it slightly funny, yes, but she knew what would happen if he added the sugar to the egg currently running down her front. But he did it anyway and she scrunched her nose up as she squeezed her eyes shut at the sensation. After a moment, she looked up at him, putting on a sweet smile.
"We can't forget a topping now can we?" she said before reaching for the bag of icing sugar she had sitting out, dumping some down his shirt. Laughing, she eyed something that could...really end in one way. A way she wasn't going to complain about. Reaching out, she grabbed the can of whipped cream, shaking it before quirking an eyebrow at him as she quickly pulled both his trousers and boxers toward her and pressing the button to realease the cream onto that part of his body.