The origin story(?) of Isaac becoming a young baker!

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Isaac eyed the curious brown box in his hands before setting it down on the floor. A few minutes prior, this brown package was sitting just outside his front door, where he almost tripped over it on his way to the park.
The orange roo bit his lip, wondering what the contents were inside. It was sizable, but quite light. What could it possibly be, and who on earth sent it? Other than his name written in black sharpie across the top, there was no other markings, stickers, anything. There wasn’t even a return address. He sighed, gaining enough courage to kneel down and lift off the top of the box.

The warm glow of the afternoon sun shone down, revealing a beautiful off-white apron folded neatly within the box, with a sizable chef’s hat tucked by its side. Isaac’s eyes widened as he promptly set down the lid, never turning his gaze from inside the package.
He gingerly lifted the apron from the box, standing up to watch it unfold completely in front of his eyes. The apron was as simple as they could be, with no pockets, accompanied with a string loop for his neck and two strings that were long enough to brush the floor at their tips. But as Isaac felt the fabric, he was entranced by how SOFT it was. He ran his fingers through the apron, letting out a giggle as the silk-like material ran through his fingers.

He eagerly put it on, making sure to thread his ears through loop first before letting it hang from the back of his neck, tying the waist string at his front in a large, generous loop. It surprised him that so much string was present for the waist, he would have to cut off the excess when he got around to it. But oh, how SOFT it was! He flattened it out with his paws, stepping over to a floor mirror to look himself down. The apron looked amazing on him, and he beamed as he felt a small warm sensation begin to form in his belly – excitement perhaps of getting such a fantastic gift!

Isaac had always had a knack for cooking – he was currently working in a few culinary classes and had read up on a few books but wasn’t quite sure he was ready to start his adventure into what he really wanted – to bake pastries. With this anonymous but amazing gift, he felt the spark that he needed.