17 Now You’re Cooking

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN NOW YOU'RE COOKING Later, back at the lab, Franny and Igor were completing Franny's newest project. She had explained what had happened that day, and Igor wondered if Franny knew just how extremely lucky she was to have friends that were not mad scientists.

Franny put down her welding torch. "At last, it's complete," she said. "Igor," Franny said, handing him a piece of paper, "run downstairs and get these items. Quickly; I'll need them for this next experiment." Igor began to read the list as he ran: Sugar, flour, milk...

Franny picked up the phone and paused to look at her newest creation. She dialed the phone. "Billy?" she said.

Igor walked in with the ingredients, bowls, and cookie sheets Franny had requested. "How would you like to come up to the lab and, um, share some of your techniques with me?" Igor heard Franny say.

Erin's dance had stamped the robot into nice, flat pieces that Franny had spent a long time cutting and welding into what was probably the best pastry oven in the world.

Franny K. Stein, mad scientist, was going to bake pretty, pretty cookies. "He'll be right over," Franny beamed, and Igor smiled.