Fox and the Crepes

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Leafy turned her attention to Chef Willy, who was standing at the front of the room. "Today, class, we'll be making crepes!" He waved at the six ingredients in front of each student. "We have flour, eggs, milk, water, salt, and butter. I've added a recipe in front of each table, and you'll be working with a partner today."

"Hey." Leafy turned around to find a vixen staring down at her. "I don't want to hear that you told your wolf friend about my taking cooking classes. All right?"

Leafy quickly nodded her head and gave a wide smile. She opened her mouth to talk and then thought better of it. Then she realized. Shoot. This vixen is my partner. She decided instead to focus on the recipe. The fox growled as the eggs and flour she were whisking splattered on the bowl.

"Lame bowl," she muttered. Leafy grabbed the milk bottle in her talons and used her telekinesis to pour the water in slowly, until it seemed ready. The vixen scooped the batter onto the griddle, but burned herself in the process and let out a hiss. "You finish it," she growled. "I'm tired of wearing myself out just to make some bland crepes." The fox walked out of the kitchen with her head held high, and Leafy finished making them by herself. They could eat them afterwards, and it was worth the effort.

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