Standing inside of the kitchen with determination, Nick confidently got to work on his surprise plan for when Judy came by. And that plan, interestingly enough, was freshly-baked dessert.

The fox, as Judy had witnessed on several misfortunate occasions, was not exactly the best when it came to baking stuff from scratch . But Nick had a plan to surprise his rabbit with some sweet treats to get them both in an even more positive mood. He had found a potentially easy recipe online while searching for some interesting desserts, and he was currently more than content to try it out based on how others on there (who specifically stated in their reviews how they were novices when it came to cooking) said how simplistic it was. If they can do it, I can do it, Nick persuaded to himself.

Nick grabbed an apron from where it had been sitting and tied it around him, the corny phrase "Kiss The Cook" embroidered on it with a heart underneath it. Now ready to begin the process of preparation, the vulpine grabbed a bowl and got to work with his ingredients. Some measuring and mixing later, a beep came from the oven behind him.

The process of it pre-heating the oven finished just in time for the sweet treats to start baking. Looking at the "masterpiece" that he had whipped up, Nick grabbed his oven mitt and placed the two baking trays straight into the oven.

The kitchen had been flipped into something that was quite the opposite of its typical cleanliness. Spilled flour dusted abroad the workspace. Some of the batter that accidentally came out of its mixing bowl laid on the counters as well.

Nick wiped his brow and clapped his paws together, breathing out a sigh of relief. And now all we gotta do is wait for this to get done baking!

The fox plopped down on the nearby couch, the apron still resting over his torso. He relaxed as he waited for Judy to arrive, the stove and the kitchen being left completely unattended. About ten minutes later, a sudden knock sounded upon Nick's door. Picking himself off of the couch, the fox answered the door and Judy stepped inside. The scent of something delicious came from the nearby kitchen, but the doe couldn't put her paw on what it was exactly.

For a few short seconds, the doe didn't even acknowledge that her fox was cloaked in the ridiculous apron. But when she did, however, she ended up uncontrollably snickering at the sight of it.

The fox turned around, looking at her quizzically. "What's so funny, Carrots?" he inquired. "Never seen a fox in an apron before?"

"I have," she said. "But normally whenever you wear an apron like that, it normally spells out grave danger."

"I acknowledge my past mistakes, Fluff," the fox replied. "But hopefully what I'm makin' right now ends up being something that's not a disaster."

The doe's curiosity was piqued as she followed Nick. "And what would that be?"

"It was gonna be a surprise, but since you asked I'll let you in on it. I'm workin' on a nice dessert recipe that I stumbled across today. You came over right at a good time, too. If I'm right, everything should probably be done in a little bit."

"I thought I smelled something sweet when I walked in here," Judy remarked. "Sounds wonderful." She paused a short moment. "That is, if the recipe works out like it should."

"I did all the right steps. I know you've seen my other cooking mishaps, but I'm quite certain that this'll surprise you."

"All the measurements are correct this time?"

"Yes, I'm pretty sure of that."

"Okay, 'cause you do remember the time we tried making that other dessert not too long ago. You screwed up the whole thing all because you misread the one-"

The fox heavily sighed, interrupting Judy's reminder. "Yes, I remember that, Carrots. Can't live down one little slip, can I?"

"Nope."

Nick laughed in response. "Anyway, I better change the subject. Come on and take a seat in the living room."

A few moments had passed when a shift in events occurred, bringing Nick back to his senses. As Judy continued her conversation with Nick, an unpleasant smell arose from the kitchen and hit her nose like a load of bricks.

"Uh, Nick?" the doe questioned. "Is something burning?"

Nick turned his head towards Judy, looking at her confused. "What do you mean bur-"

The fox's eyes widened with shock as the sudden realization hit him. He had been so distracted that he had completely forgotten about what he had been baking.