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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.

[huntersdaughter]

Like, serious-serious?

[Jo lowered her voice and leaned closer to her friend.] Are you going to give him your... flower?

[itwas_raining]

[.... Seriously? She thought you were past this by now, Jo.]

You have to stop calling it that.

[huntersdaughter]

It's special, alright! [Look, her mom is all she's had and maybe that's why she calls it that because she knows her mom is going to run someone over with a lawn mower if they take it from her.]

It's supposed to be special. You know, with someone you love.

[itwas_raining]

[She sets the kitchen utensil she wasn't actually using onto the counter and sighs. Really, she has about had it up to here with you and your flower. It's creepy.]

Can't you just call it sex?

[huntersdaughter]

[Her eyes go wide a bit.]

If my mom heard me talking about it out loud there'd be a shotgun at the front door just waiting for anyone that stepped near the porch.

[itwas_raining]

[What, are those eyes rolling? Of course not!]

It isn't that big of a deal.

[huntersdaughter]

It's a huge deal, Julia. That's special. It only happens once and then after that your petals are all gone and stomped on.

[itwas_raining]

If you keep talking like that, it's never going to happen.

[Because she is the voice of experience. obviously.]

[huntersdaughter]

It'll happen. I just need to find the right guy. I thought Spike could be, but then he was a jerk. Now I'm gonna make him pay. [Yeah!]

[itwas_raining]

[Honey, it'll be a while before you get any revenge at this point. But it's okay. Julia will take care of you.]

You don't have to find the... right guy.

[huntersdaughter]

Well, I'm not just going to give it away to anyone.

[itwas_raining]

[A quiet, but slightly huffy sigh. Jo is totally missing the point.]

It's better to get it over with.