Happy Thanksgiving everyone! I'm thankful for each and every one of you, I love you all. Without you, I'd probably just be a nerdy chick who writes in a shitty notebook.

But, thanks to you all I've made the outcasts, my writing and art has improved!

Again, thank you so much for all of the love and support over the years!

If the artwork is there its by:Sakera_Khohirou Thank you so much hun!

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"...do you have any idea how long this list is?"

"Its not that bad Cupid, most of them are busy anyway."

"Thirteen is still a lot!"

"Better than thirty six."

The angel sighs. "Just.. Put the damn turkey in the oven. You're on kitchen duty, I've got some phone calls to make."

The werewolf salutes the angel. "You've got it chief!"

Cupid rolls his eyes, quickly taking his phone out of his tool belt.

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"Where is the damn cornucopia!" Cupid huffs, digging through the boxes of decorations. "And why are the Christmas lights in the fall box!"

The spider lifts a brow. "Are you alright? Normally you love holidays."

Cupid takes out the autumn leaf garland and hands it to the widow. "Yeah I do, when its organized! I can never trust lockheart to put anything where it should be!"

Fear cracks a smirk at that. "I've already called Mari. They'll be here in about an hour or so. I shall go and hang these up for you."

"Thank you! At least someone is being productive." He sighs, finding the plush turkey.

"...Cupid, don't look now.. But.. The pilgrim hats are in the Easter box." Fear says.

Cupid's eye twitches. "Mother fluffer!"

"Pfft." Fear snickers.

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As hours ticked by, more and more skeletons filled up the living room. A couple of them kept to themselves while the others spoke with each other about old times.

Chris was already sound asleep in the recliner, wearing his favorite leaf green sweater.

Gael leaned against the recliner next to him, drinking his favorite whiskey.

Mari and Fear sat together, Mari telling his cousin all about his new job at the gym. And all about his weekly routines. Fear listened with a smile.

Romeo sat next to the angry fallen angel. Lockheart hisses as his brother pulls him into a hug. "Get your glittery d*ck pointers off of me!"

Amour sat alone in the corner with a grin on his face. Cyrus kept an eye on the angel of blood, in case his stabbing hand got itchy.

Hallow lazed next to Chris, flipping through his cell phone, wearing a cozy black and orange sweater.

Bryce leaned against the kitchen doorway, sending a wink to Gael, who looked at him with narrowed eyes. The mobster didn't trust the siren. His hand rest on the holster strapped to his waist.

"So uh.. Where's the snake guy?" Gael asks, looking over at the vampire.

"No one really knows. He walked out one day and never returned." Hallow replies with a lazy shoulder shrug.

"That's not concerning at all." Gael downs another shot.

"Soups on! Get your lazy bunch of bony asses in here!" Sage yells out, leaning out of the kitchen doorway.

One after one, many skeletons rushed to the dining table. Except Gael, who had to drag the winter skeleton out of his recliner.

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As each of them sat at the table, telling stories or sharing jokes, Cupid passed out dinner rolls.

Sage carried the massive turkey out on a silver platter, Asher next to him carrying three more plates, one with mashed potatoes, one with green bean casserole, and the other salad.

Plates were passed to the skeleton next to you, while everyone took their own servings.

Amour gladly cut the turkey with a rather large knife, but luckily Sage took over the carving for him.

"You know, this is nice. We really need to throw more get together's more often." Chris says with a yawn, digging into his ham slices.

"That's not a bad idea, but I have no idea how all of us would fit in one house." Cupid replies, finally taking his seat next to the vampire.

"What do you mean?" Chris asks.

"I forget sometimes.. You sleep most of the year, there is thirty six of us now." Hallow smirks.

Chris's eyes widened as he began to cough on his drink. Asher quickly pat him on the back. "Calm down big guy."

Gael even looked surprised as well. "Really now? Where's the others then? And how come ye haven't gotten another roommate yet?"

"One lives with his mom, four are far out in the forest, Atlas kind does his own thing, three live together, Eden is.. Somewhere? And Peach is here and there. And Milo went to visit his family for the holiday." Cupid replies, counting on his fingers.

"How the hell does she keeping makin' them?" Gael asks, leaning on the table.

"No idea. Mom's weird like that." Cupid hums as he takes a bite of his buttery mashed potatoes.

"Makes her feel less lonely I guess." Lockheart says. "Or she's just really bored and loves to do voices."

"Where is Artsy anyway?" Bryce asks. "I don't think I've seen the little lady all day."

"She went off the check on the elementals, see if Aspen can teach her how to cook."

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"Aspen how the f*ck does the stove work?"

"...you don't know how to turn it on?" The earth element asks in confusion.

The horned woman shrugs her shoulders. "I'm best friends with my microwave. I can make a pizza and spaghetti.. But how the f*ck do you make a dumb ass turkey!?"

Aspen sighs, with a facepalm.

"I can help." Igniter smirks.

"No. I'd rather not have my house burned down, thanks." Aspen sends a glare to the fire element. 

"Your loss." Igniter grins, shrugging his shoulders.

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"Ow! Why the f*ck is the gravy so hot!" Lockheart hisses, dropping his fork.

"It was just made idiot." Sage rolls his eyes.

"Shut the f*ck up turkey f*cker!"

"Both of you shut the f*ck up before I shove a Christmas tree up your ass." Chris snaps, his tried eyes burning holes into the fallen angel and festive skeleton. 

"Lovely." Fear comments.

Mari giggles. "Isn't this great everyone? Were all in the same room for once!"

"Yeah, too bad it isn't a padded cell." Gael smirks.

"You got a problem..?" Amour stands from the table, holding his cutlery out to the mobster.

"Amour calm down please, can we all be civilised for ten minutes?" Jasper sighs, rest his hands on the angel of blood's shoulders.

Gael shakes his head and hold his hands up in surrender. "No, bucko. Ya gotta learn to take a joke."

Cupid facepalms. "And.. It begins.."

Hallow wraps a comforting arm around the angel. "It'll be alright cc."

"I hope so.."

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After dinner, all of them had wondered back into the living room, lazily lounging comfortably by the fireplace.

Chris was once again, back to sleep. Gael and Sage sat on the floor in front of him.

Cupid sat in Hallow's lap while Romeo laid across his legs. Lockheart was stuck with Romeo's stilettos in his face as he sat at the end if the couch.

Asher was curled up in front of the fireplace with Mari scratching behind his ears. The werewolf rest his head in Fear's lap.

Bryce sat next to Cyrus, bugging him as much as possible with smart ass comments, and poking fun at his redesign.

Amour sat on the sofa armrest, toying with the knife in his hands, humming quietly to himself.

Jasper floated calmly next to Fear, looking over his shoulder to see what he was reading.

They all relaxed in silence, nothing but hush whispers, the low volume from the TV and the crackling of the fireplace.

They really needed to get together more often. Maybe all of then could have just as much fun as they all did today.

Maybe.. Its not like all of then could actually be in the same house together and not fight..right?

Nah, that's impossible. Just enjoy the moment now, before were all at each other's throats again.

End..! I hope you enjoyed! And again, Happy Thanksgiving!