thanksgiving is, after all, a word of action [set on 11/26]

[triskehale]

Thanksgivings in the Hale house used to be quite the big deal. Feeding over a dozen werewolves, many of them teenagers was no easy feat. Derek loved all the chaos, and he helped out in the kitchen since he was old enough to stand on a step stool and reach the counter.

The first year after everyone died, he and Laura each got a rotisserie chicken and some biscuits, trying to hang on to some semblance of tradition, but the food tasted like ash. Laura went to bed early, and Derek pretended not to hear her cry. They stopped trying to do anything for the holiday after that.

It's been almost a decade since that disastrous attempt, and a few months ago Derek decided that he wanted to try again. While Laura and the rest of his family will always be the cause of this gnawing ache in his heart, Derek has a new family here in Darrow. He has so many people that matter to him, and care about him. It's more than Derek deserves, or ever thought that he would get, but he's grateful. He's thankful.

So he decides that he's going to do his best to put on a Thanksgiving of his own, and invite his new ragtag sort of pack. His new family.

The invitations go out and on the big day, Derek arrives at Semele's just after dawn. He puts two giant turkeys in the oven and quickly sets up the long table and chairs in the middle of the bar. With each chair he places, Derek marvels over just how many people he has in his life. It's astounding to him, and it's the perfect day to show his gratitude.

And then, all that's left to do is cook. And cook, and cook some more. If he's lucky, he'll have time to go shower and put on something nice before all his guests arrive.


[Hale pack Thanksgiving! Treat this as a gathering post. Tag in, tag around, give thanks! ♥]

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[shuck_you]

For a second, all Thomas could do was gawp at her. He'd never really thought about orgasms all that much, actually. Since he was a teenage boy, his thoughts weren't totally devoid of things like sex and orgasms but they were actually pretty low priority. He took care of things on his own when he was tense and had some privacy, of course, but that was that. He didn't expect it to go any further.

"Don't tell me that," he moaned dramatically, tossing an arm over his eyes. "Don't tell me that because now I will wake up in fear every single morning, checking for parts that shouldn't be there and doubting myself for like an hour until I know I'm me and not a girl."

[everyonetakes]

"Oh, come on, bro, you'll be fine," she says, laughing. And she would swear she's not laughing at him, except she totally is. At least a little bit. Having lived like this for so long, she knows she treats it all a little dismissively, like it's not a big deal, and for a lot of people it is, but Kate's of the mind that most people should relax a little.

They'd all probably be a little bit happier if they did.

"Besides, you can't doubt yourself, you'll feel the difference like, right away. Your boobs are nearly as big as mine and it would totally throw off your centre of gravity to get this shit."

[shuck_you]

"I never ever thought I'd be getting a pep talk about staying strong when I end up turning into a girl," Thomas said, shaking his head. This city was providing him firsts all over the place. Some were inane, some were amazing, and some were so hard to believe that Thomas wondered if maybe he was dreaming this whole thing up and was unconscious somewhere in a WICKED facility.

"And that's why I would stay in bed all day and hide," Thomas said, circling back to that plan. "If I turn into a girl and I don't know how to control my unwieldy girl body, I'll just stay there and lock the doors and hide. See, problem solved."

[everyonetakes]

"Bo-ring," Kate answers in a sing-song voice. "I wouldn't let you. I'd know somehow and I'd take you out and get you super laid." She sort of wonders if she shouldn't do that now, mostly because Thomas seems a little on edge about a lot of this stuff and it makes her think of her conversation with Eric earlier.

No one really cares about shit like that. Not like Eric had been thinking anyway. Not anyone who's not a total asshole and Kate would never try to hook either of them up with assholes. She's done with that on all fronts.

"And I may not be a superhero, but I have excellent lock picking skills, so I'd get in," she adds cheerfully.

[shuck_you]

"No one wants to do that with me no matter what I look like that," Thomas said, making a face at her. In actuality, it was something he just didn't think about all that much. He looked, he knew people were attractive and he was a typical teenager in that he did take care of himself when things got tense but it was a low priority thing.

"I'd bar my door," he said, not at all serious. She seemed resourceful and determined and hiding for long periods of time was difficult. Eventually, someone found you whether it be Crank, Glader or someone like Kate. "You wouldn't be able to make it in unless I wanted you to."