#233 of Short Stories
Pancake batter mishap.
~ The raccoon paused to regard the bowl of ingredients, measuring cup full of flour in hand. All that was left to the bowl to be containing pancake batter was for her to stir in the flour, though the bowl's current contents seemed be foaming violently.
~ "...next time, baking powder goes in after the flour.", before scattering flour across the pile of bubbles as though to conceal the breakfast's anomaly.
~ Under a sky that blazed across its width with arcs of lightening, the deer lost his footing in one of the dashes between the trees of the forest. As he skidded through the sluiced mud and gravel, his eyes again caught sight of the lights he'd hoped...
~ The rabbit nibbled gingerly at the microwaved potato, giving the core of it time to steam out its heat. With her other hand, she regarded the careful script of her mother laid out on the page with an ink somewhat faded by the weeks the package had...
~ The squirrel peered at the baking pans as she slapped the kitchen timer into silence. The loaf of dough in each was a mishapen and tangled mass of sticky goop, though it appeared to be a fair bit larger than when she had left it to set the hour...