Upon arriving at the plantation house, the professor, April, Deanna, the gang, and the Powerpuffs seat themselves at tables. Mojo and Rebecca headed into the kitchen with the puppies, while Billy came inside. Rebecca began to get some mixing bowls and some ingredients needed from the refrigerator, then carefully sets them onto the counter. Billy looks at the eggs, cups of water and milk, flour, and butter asking, "Baking, Becca? Can I help ya? I used to help at a bakery and be the pilot."

Rebecca asks with a raised brow, "A pilot?"

Billy says, "Yeah, I take a pile of bread from one corner and pile it in the other." Rebecca chuckled at Billy's joke and said, "When the cake is out of the oven and cooled off, you can help put the layers together, add some strawberry preserves, and the frosting."

"Duh, sure thing, Becca." Billy replies obligingly.

While waiting for the cake to finish baking, Billy strolls over to the back of the kitchen, upon which noticing the door open a crack. He nudges it closed with his elbow, upon which hearing a loud cry of, "BILLY!" followed by a resounding CRASSH! Concerned, the largest Gang Green Gang member opens the door to see Ace lying on the ground, holding a coffee tray, with broken cups and saucers strewn around him. A concerned look crosses Billy's face. "Ooh. I done a bad thing." Annoyed, Ace takes the coffee pot and pours its contents on Billy's foot. "YEEEEEOOOOOWWWW!" the largest Gang Green Gang member squeals as he leaps into the air.

As Billy and Rebecca help Ace to his feet and dust him off, Ace glares at Billy. "Billy, were you dropped on yer head when you were a baby?"

"Aha!" Billy replies. "After my secrets, eh?" His friends simply look at him oddly as they and proceed to clean up the cups and saucers.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the kitchen, Mojo is about to prepare a large roast chicken. As he browses the cookbook, he fails to notice a small blue and green parrot hopping toward the chicken and getting stuck inside. Mojo looked at the cookbook and said, "Alright, a little pinch of salt." Taking a bit of salt with his fingertips, Mojo lightly dabs on the salt to the chicken. He began to wet some bread, chop up some celery, and mince some onions to make some filling. Adding the contents in and mushing them around, Mojo grabbed handfuls of the stuffing into the chicken.

With Rebecca, she took a pot holder and winced in pain after getting a tray of cake layer from the oven. Looking at the little holder and blowing some feathers out, Rebecca sighed, "Oh, there's a hole in it." She tossed it over her shoulder, but unknown to her that it landed onto a plate by a large bowl of frosting and a jar of strawberry preserves. Picking up a second pot holder, Rebecca then sits the cake down on a nearby counter to cool.

Meanwhile, Mojo peeks at the cook book a second time, little noticing the chicken jittering a bit. He then dices up some vegetables, then picks the chicken up to put it in a pan. No sooner has Mojo laid his hands on it, the parrot inside lets out a "SQUAWWK!" Shocked, Mojo leaps back, dropping the chicken on the counter. Concerned, Rebecca traipses up to him. "Is all well, Honey?" Mojo said, "I could've sworn that I heard that chicken squawk out loud."

Rebecca stares in amazement. She reaches out and touches the chicken, causing it to jitter and squawk again. "AWK!" Startled, Rebecca reels back. "Something very strange is going on here!"

Billy walks over and asks, "What's going on, guys? Isn't the chicken done yet?"

Mojo said, "I wish, but I can't put it in the oven! It's haunted!"

Rebecca adds, "We heard it squawk and move around a bit."

Billy said, "How can that happen? It's dead. Let me see." Billy holds the chicken in his arms and giving it a light tickle, the chicken gave a squawking laugh, "AWK-HA-HA-HA!" Everyone reeled back, then Mojo said, "Something smells rotten in the state of Denmark." Billy asks excitedly, "Are we going to Denmark after this? His friends look at him oddly again.

Suddenly, the chicken hops up on two feet and begins to walk across the table, then hops down to the floor. The three's eyes grow wide as they begin backing away nervously. "Awk, jeepers, creepers, what a night!" the chicken squawks.

"S-S-Stay back!" Mojo exclaims urgently. "P-P-Please don't harm us, whatever you are!"

Rebecca said, "We better corner it to catch that thing and one of us has dig in to pull out what's been giving us trouble." Mojo nodded, "Good idea."

The three gave high-fives and said, "Break!" As the chicken hops across the floor, the three quickly rush in front of it. Mojo then dives towards the chicken and grabs it like a football player grabbing the ball in a tackle. He reaches inside and gently pulls out the small parrot. The parrot squawks and flaps his wings, "Awk! Jeepers creepers!"

"So that's what's been doing it!" Mojo notes. Billy smiles confidently and puts his hands on his hips. "Aha, I knew it all along." Mojo and Rebecca exchange nonplussed looks. "Seriously?" Rebecca whispers to Mojo, who nods in reply.

Mojo said after placing the bird into its cage, "Well then, let's get this chicken into the oven. Becca, you got the second layer out." Rebecca goes towards the open oven and takes the pot holder when holding the tray, then places the cake layer next to the pan with the other layer.

Billy then begins to spread the first layer of the cake with strawberry preserves and icing; unfortunately, he hadn't been looking to closely and accidentally scoops the pot holder up and frosts over it. He then places the second layer on top and continues.

Billy spreads icing on the top and says, "I quit my volunteer work at the bakery."

Rebecca asks, "Why?"

Billy shrugs, "Oh, I kinda got sick and tired of the dough. So I'd go on and loaf." Mojo rolled his eyes in annoyance and slapped the back of Billy's head, which made him yelp, "OW!"

As he rubs the back of his head, Billy thinks, Gee, wonder what brought that on?