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"So, you want me to help you bake a cake for your Mom?" Isabella asked.

"If you could, I couldn't be more grateful," he said.

"All right. Shall we cook at my place? I assume it's a surprise," she smiled.

"I hope it's not a problem," he said, worried.

"Not at all! Okay, let's go then."

After arriving at Isabella's house, they prepared all the ingredients and everything else they needed.

"Here! Hold this," she threw him an apron, and started to put on her own; pink, obviously.

"Don't mean to bother you, but is that the only color you've got?" he said, as he held a very bright violet apron.

"If you prefer the pink one..." she said and grinned.

After a while, they finally started cooking.

"A chocolate cake... Sounds good," she said as she was reading the recipe.

"Believe me, it's absolutely delicious," he smiled. "So, what should I do first?"

"Mix flour, cocoa, baking powder, sugar and a pinch of salt in that bowl. I'll take care of the butter, milk, and eggs."

"All right. Wait, flour, cocoa and what?" he was feeling very uncertain about what he had to do, so she repeated everything patiently, doing her own work.

After a while, she said, "All right, now take the food processor, it's in that cupboard, and start mixing it slowly; I'll be adding the ingredients from my bowl gradually."

He did as she instructed, his moves very careful. It was totally sweet in her view. She managed to snap out of her thoughts before spilling her ingredients.

"Now we're almost done! Mix it for a while and we'll be ready to bake. Just do it a little bit more carefully, like this," she said.

As she said that, she stood behind him and grabbed his hand with her own, showing what she'd meant. Phineas felt a thrill come over him as he felt the warmth of her hand on his.

"Exactly. Now I'll prepare a baking pan," she said and walked away. She looked at Phineas to see how was he doing and said, "You're doing it too fast again."

She returned to looking for the cake pan.

"Can you show me how to do it then?" she heard his voice.

"Yes, sure..." she said, walking up to him for the second time. "But it's not that..." she stopped, seeing his face expression.

"Oh, really? Don't tell me you're doing this on purpose!" she laughed.

He just grinned innocently.

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