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[huntersdaughter]

Who: Jo, Julia, Spike, Gwaine, Jet, and Max!
What: The castle opts to give the gang a shared dream experience of Thanksgivings "Past".
When: The Night Before Thanksgiving.
Notes: There will be three sections for the three different "times" they've supposedly had Thanksgiving together in their implied history past. These things aren't "happening"

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The One Where Jo Refers to it as her Flower...

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo is in the kitchen, naturally, being put in charge of Thanksgiving since she's the one that actually knows how to cook. She's trying to get Julia to help, but she keeps talking about this guy she met.]

Can you talk and mash?

JO. SERIOUSLY.

[itwas_raining]

[No. Talking and mashing is completely impossible. It isn't all the time that Julia gets quite this talkative, but this guy was totally dreamy. You know, he definitely had the bad boy thing going. Long hair, dark eyes, that sort of thing.]

And he was so....

[She stops and looks over at Jo.]

Are you even listening?

[huntersdaughter]

Yes? [Innocent face!!] Okay, not really -- but I don't know what the big deal is. I mean, are you serious about him?

[itwas_raining]

[She sees past that so much you don't even know. That's kind of what best friends are for, right? But, whatever, in any case, any slight irritation she might have felt is replaced with a small, stupid smile before too long, because she still has dreamy mystery boy on the brain. Dreamy mystery boy with a stupid nickname.]

I might be.

The One Where Jo gets her Revenge...

[huntersdaughter]

[Okay. Her hair looks ridiculous. Well, it looks ridiculous to her, but Julia seems convinced that this is the way to go.]

[itwas_raining]

[No, no, Julia's not done yet. Jo said she wanted to get revenge, right? Spike is an asshole, and assholes of that caliber only deserve the best revenge possible.

Just a little longer with the curling iron.]

Hold still.

[huntersdaughter]

[Her hand tugs to the bottom hem of this dumb skirt. She shaved her legs! Beyond her knees for this!]

I am being still. [No she's not.]

[itwas_raining]

[And she will look AWESOME. It's an important lesson you're learning today, Jo. Beauty takes sacrifice.]

No, you're not. [A quiet, huffy sigh.] You want revenge, don't you?

The One With the First Thanksgiving...

[huntersdaughter]

[She can do this. It's just Thanksgiving with her friend from High School, the guys across the hall, her brother, and her roommate. Who cares if this is the first big dinner she's hosted in years! She can .. oh, crap, is that the potatoes burning??]

[whatialways_do]

[and this will be Max hovering over her shoulder, because there are so many GOOD SMELLS. Mmmmmm -- Thanksgiving.]

Anything I can help with?

[huntersdaughter]

I don't... think so? I don't know. I think I've got everything.

Does it look... wrong? It feels like something is going to go wrong.

[whatialways_do]

[shakes her head before shrugging]

I've never really had a big Thanksgiving, but it all looks good to me.