Just in time, Axel wrenched open the oven and took out the flaming turkey before the fire systems started whining. He coughed as ashy, gray smoke wafted out of the oven, into his face. Axel looked at the turkey with a painful wince. The burned parts looked like tire tracks and it was still on fire. Great. Another thanksgiving for one, ruined. Suddenly, a light bulb turned on in his head. Unless...