Fox’s eyes watered more when he saw a roasting pan already laid out for him. His sadness was overcome with anger when he remembered that he had left that out overnight, planning to cook the team in the morning, but the sudden call for a mission made him forget all about his plans. He realized they must have discovered what he was up to and were going to cook him before he could roast them. He was incorrect in this thought. “Get him on the pan, let’s go.” Falco ordered and all three picked Fox up and set him down in the black metal pan.


His legs were bent up to his chest and his ankles tied together, Fox now sitting down on the large pan. He looked up and saw Peppy grab a book from the shelf Fox had thought was just for show, as none of the books on it seemed to be real. He saw the title and felt his heart sink. It was called ‘How to Cook Foxes’. Fox suddenly realized the truth. This wasn’t something they planned after discovering the roasting pan, they had been planning to cook Fox for a very long time, and they were just waiting until the right moment to get him in the oven. Falco untied the scarf around his mouth, but before he could speak, Slippy had wedged an apple into his mouth, barely even leaving any room for Fox to breath. Peppy flipped through the book and found the recipe he was looking for. “Ok…step one, baste and spice your fox until covered.” He read aloud.


Fox glared at his team as Falco and Slippy grabbed salt shakers and began to sprinkle them over their leader, while Peppy, his mentor and father figure, squirted water over his head with a turkey baster, his nose still stuck in the cookbook. The hare continued squirting Fox until his entire body was soaked with the water and it began to pool under his body. Fox watched Slippy constantly sprinkle salt on his feet and then lick it all up, causing Falco to hit him after the fifth time, Slippy grumbling as he coated Fox’s feet, then moved up to his legs. Fox whimpered and looked up at Falco, who was dashing salt on Fox’s muzzle, moving along until the shaker was between his ears. With Fox spiced up and basted, Peppy continued to read. “Step two: Tenderize the meat.”