After strengthening his relationship wtih Licorice, Pas works on securing both sugar and goat's milk for his future land of sweets. Meanwhile, there are stirrings of war at the border...
I-I can't breathe, Mother!
!لا-لا أستطيع التّنفّس يا أمّي
Ich bekomme keine Luft, Mutter!
¡No puedo respirar, madre!
¡Me estás asfixiando, mamá!
Vous allez m’étouffer !
Così soffoco!
N-Não consigo respirar, mamãe!
Матушка, я дышать не могу!