Thunderbirds are go. (Complete)

bake the cake.

'Ok so add the eggs. Pour the milk and wisk"' Alan thought to himself.

He did as the recipe told him to do. Then put the cake in the oven to bake.
"I'd better radio John. See how things are going with the mission." He thought to himself.
"Hey John."
"Not now Alan."
"Jo..."
"I literally said not now alan." He said fustrated.
"Oh ok. Bye then." Said Alan as he started to cry.
He knew that it was something to do with the mission but John never sent him away like that unless he was angry or upset with him.

He went to his room and was about to go to sleep when the timer on the cake went off.

He got up and went downstairs. He opened the oven to the door and took the cake out.

It smelt lovely not at all like grandma's cooking. (Which smelt of feet. They also tasted like a foot too).

He put it in the heat mat and covered it in tin foil so it would stay warm.
Just then the boys returned.

The picture at the top is when Alan is talking to John.