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Thanksgiving

The wind blew cold that day.

In the Weebie-Am-I house, there was a mad rush to set the table: finding extra chairs and a smaller one for the kids. As the sun was setting, everyone inside kept themselves busy.

Guy checked the turkey out of the oven; it needed another hour to cook. Michellee and E.B. respectively put down placemats and dishes/cutlery. Junior, on the other hand, was sitting in the living room.

Then, one by one, everyone else began arriving. First, there was Sam, Gluntz and Molly. As soon as Junior saw her, he leapt off the couch and ran to her. The two young ones hugged.

Sam held a tray of green bean casserole. Gluntz had a cheesecake covered in raspberry sauce. They stepped around their daughter as she hugged Junior.

“Hi, Sam! Hi, Gluntz!”, E.B. greeted them first.

“Hey, kiddo!”, Sam greeted back.

“Oh! Hey, you two!”, Michellee said. “Just put those on the counter for now.”

“Sure thing.” After they put their dishes down, Sam then says, “Hey, Guy!”

“Hey, Sam. Hey, Gluntz. Is Molly here?”

“She’s in the living room. Junior was really happy to see her.”

“I’ll go check on them”, Gluntz says.

As she went to living room, Pam, Grinch and Jenny were outside the door. She quickly lets them in.

Pam hugged her future daughter-in-law with her free hand. The other one had Jenny cradled in it. Grinch held their side dish, which was candied yams.

“Mom! There you are!”, Sam called out from the dining room.

E.B. came out to say hello. Afterwards, she and Gluntz sat at the couch with all the babies.

Afterward, Jack, Melanie, the kids and McWinkle arrive. Finally, Gluntz’s parents arrived.

Before having dinner, they all talked among themselves; the five little ones sharing Junior’s toys. And then, the final guests arrived. Their royal guests, Looka and Sonja, followed by Cedric.

For the first time ever, E.B. was finally able to meet the Dookess’s daughter. Immediately, she bolted up to embrace Looka.

“Oh! E.B., this is Sonja.”

“Hello.”

“Pleased to meet you”, Sonja greets. “Looka’s spoken a lot about you.”

“I wish I could say the same about you.”

Next, Sonja was introduced to everyone else in the room. Guy in particular said, “I actually very briefly worked with your mother. Bomb obsession aside, she’s a good person.”

Sonja chuckled. “Thank you, sir.”

——

Waiting for dinner to begin, everyone kept themselves busy.

E.B. lead Looka and Sonja to her room. “So…Sonja? Tell me a bit about yourself.”

“However do you mean?”

“I mean what do you like to do, how’s royal life treating you.”

Before she began talking, they all seated themselves. Looka took the desk chair, Sonja took the footlocker and E.B. took her bed.

“Well, I guess there’s…life with Mom. She does her motherly duties, but she also can be so annoying with how overprotective she gets.”

“Yeah. I know what that’s like.”

“As it turns out”, Looka butted in, “she even had her sent to West Flubria when everything started to get hot.”

“That’s why I wasn’t present when Yookia and Zookia found peace.”

E.B. drew air between her teeth. “That was nuts, not gonna lie.”

“I’m just glad Mom actually let me come here. Also surprised that she hadn’t put a camera on me just to make sure I don’t eat any nuts.”

“I guess with the benefit of hindsight, I can understand why your mom’s like that. My own mom was very much the same. She started to let up a couple years ago, especially after she married my stepdad.”

Speaking of whom, Guy knocked on the door and popped his head in. “Hey, you three. Sorry for interrupting. E.B., Junior really wanted to come up and say hi to Sonja.”

“Alright.”

The toddler slipped inside and walked over to Sonja. “Hi!”, he greeted her excitedly.

Sonja laughs. “Hello, hello. What’s your name?”

“Junior.”

“Guy Jr.”, E.B. cleared up. “We just say Junior for simplicity’s sake.”

Terry found his way upstairs too. He was merely following his friend, but he ducked behind Guy when he saw Looka and Sonja.

“Tewwy!” Junior called out to him.

Molly found her way upstairs too. She took longer to go upstairs, but anything to be part of the group. She went into the room no problem.

In a joking manner, she says, “I just hope this doesn’t turn into a nursery.”

“Jenny and Mikaela are staying downstairs, so probably not”, Guy tells her. “Go on in, Terry! Say hi!”

He steps around Guy and waves nervously.

Sonja was enchanted. “You’re a sweetie, Terry”, she says kindly.

Afterwards, Guy went back downstairs.

“Guess we’re babysitting now”, Looka notes.

“I’m always tasked with that, Looka”, E.B. adds. “Not that I have a problem with it. I love the little ones.” She hugs Molly, who took a spot on the bed next to her; Terry, still nervous, sat on the other side of E.B.

Sonja then said, “Is your house always this packed?”

“Not all the time, but all of us come together once a month or so. Wish we had a really big house like my grandparents do in Stovepipe; they live there with their sons and grandchildren and my great-grandfather.” She stayed tight lipped about Weebie Manor; no one wanted to know that story.

“In Ookia, we have a really big palace now”, Looka says. “Feels a bit more lonely than before. It’s much bigger to account for everyone in times of crisis. That’s pretty smart, I guess, but it’s just more halls to memorize.”

Sonja looked down. “Funny. Your house is small but always full. Ours is huge but never full.”

——

Downstairs, the rest of the adults mingled.

Surprisingly, or perhaps not, Jack struck up a conversation with Cedric. The both of them were excited about sharing a profession.

“What kind of equipment are you on?”, Jack asked.

“Y-785”, Cedric answered. “That’s the Ookia private jet. I also fly a helicopter.”

“Nice”, Jack said with a smile. “I fly a 747-900.”

“You look pretty young to be a pilot.”

“I’m 34. I learned how when I was 21. I guess I just look scrawny and my voice still sounds adolescent.”

“Not a criticism of you, Jack. Just made an observation.”

Melanie, who was sitting next to Jack, then says, “I still love him no matter what!”

Jack’s father playfully bumped his fist into his shoulder. “I’m forever proud of you too, son.”

Pam then throws her two cents in. “If it's of any interest to you, I also have flight experience.”

“It’s true!”, Sam exclaims. “I had to keep her plane going once. Then we ran out of jam. And the both of us huddled into the seat in her jet.”

Jack and Cedric chuckled at Sam’s anecdote.

“Glad to know you have wings too, Pam!”

Then Grinch says, “I actually made my own engine powered flying sleigh. I know it’s not exactly the same as what you guys do but I thought I’d mention it.”

“Every little bit matters”, Cedric says.

Mikaela giggled in her carrier. Hearing the baby’s laugh brought instant smiles to everyone’s faces. Jack picked her up. “You having fun, sweetie?”

The rest of the kids came back downstairs.

“Hi, evwryone!”, Junior said.

“Hi, son!” Michellee said back.

“Come to mommy, Molly!”, Gluntz said. Instead, Molly ran to Lianna. “No, I said ‘mommy’, not ‘grandma’!” Lianna laughs.

“She could’ve come to me if she wanted her grandma”, Pam remarks.

“Do grandpas not matter?”, Gerald asked.

“Exactly!”, Grinch and McWinkle concurred.

A ding sound came from the kitchen.

“Oh! Turkey’s done!” Guy jumped up from his spot.

“Is it blue?”, Sonja asked.

“Yes, Your Highness!”

“My favorite!”

As everyone took a seat, Cedric still stood.

“Why don’t you sit with us, Cedric?”, Michellee asked.

“I’m afraid if I eat too much, I’ll be too tired to fly His and Her Highness’s home.”

“Well,…um…how about this? They can stay the night here.”

“I mean, I’ll have to inform their parents but-”

“Yes! I would like that!”, Looka shouted.

“How about you, Sonja?”, E.B. asked her. She nods. “Good. You can share my room.”

“Yay! Wooka’s staying!”, Junior exclaimed. His sister laughs.

Guy brings the fully carved turkey. He kept his “Kiss the Zook” apron, the Z crossed out. “Here we are, everybody! And the casserole Sam and Gluntz brought! The candied yams from Grinch and Pam! Scalloped potatoes from Gerry and Lee! Didn’t forget about vegan dishes for you, Michellee, Melanie and Jack!” The three vegans nodded in acknowledgment. “Let’s feast!”

E.B., Looka and Sonja sat at a little table with the little ones, the two girls helping Jenny and Mikaela eat their food. The two boys and Molly ate soft foods. Junior and Terry, being boys, ate messily.

Once dinner was done, the desserts came out: the cheesecake, the zippleberry cobbler and the coconut cream pie. Sonja was especially pleased with that last one.

——

By nightfall, all the guests were ready to leave. It took Molly and Junior a good while to stop crying.

“Ok. Looka, Sonja, follow me.” E.B. lead them back to her room.

——

After putting Junior to sleep, Michellee leaned her against Guy’s shoulder.

“Another successful Thanksgiving, huh, honey?”

“Yes. Wish the rest of the family had come, but we’d have to rent a room at the town hall.”

“Ha!”

Guy turns his wife to look at her face to face. “Happy Thanksgiving, babe. I love you.”

Michellee smiles. “I love you too.”

They kiss.

——

Gluntz cradled Molly in her arms as she finally went to sleep.

“I hope you enjoyed your first Thanksgiving, baby girl.” And she kisses her forehead.

Sam entered the nursery. “Your parents just dozed off.”

“Good.”

“I’m just glad our little peach had a great first Thanksgiving.”

“And pretty soon, a good first Christmas too!”

——

Jenny was placed in her crib. Pam smiled. For the first time, she was able to have Thanksgiving with all the family. Her loving husband, her son and daughters, her grandchildren, her friends and their children.

“What’cha doing, Pam?”

“Nothing. Just thinking.”

“What about?”

“Just how much I love all of you.”

——

“Good night, Dad!”

“‘Night, Jack! ‘Night, Mel! ‘Night, Terry! And tell Mimi I said good night!”

“Sure thing!”

Melanie waves goodbye to her father-in-law. “Okay, Terry. Time for you to go to bed.” She carried him to his bedroom and tucked him in. “Hope you had a good day with Grandpa James, Grandpa Grinch, Grandma Pam and Uncle Sam and everyone!”

“Yes, Mommy”, Terry says.

“Good! Now get some sleep!” She kisses his forehead, gets up, shuts off the lights and closes the door.

“That was the best Thanksgiving yet, Mel.”

She smiles at her husband. “Yes it was. And you made a new best friend too.”

He chuckles and hugs her. “You’re my best friend, babe.”

Melanie smiled.

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allthewritem0ves · 1 year

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Grandpa Grinch

Grinch unpacked his last box. Now the house had a little bit of his own personal flare. After all, he shared the deed with Pam. Max was even given his own personal space in the living room (and he also didn’t have to bring his owner coffee and breakfast in the morning anymore). Now they were just waiting for everyone else to come back from Ookia.

At around 6 in the evening, the doorbell rang. Grinch opened the door to find McWinkle waiting on the other side.

“Evening, Grinch.”

“McWinkle. Good to see you”, he said. The two of them shake hands. “Won’t you come in?”

The ex-agent entered.

“What brings you by? Could I get you something?”

“A coffee, if you please.”

On instinct, Max leapt up and made a beeline for the kitchen.

“Oh, no no no, Max. I’ll take care of it”, his owner said kindly.

The hound barks in acknowledgment. He then turns on a heel and flops back onto his bed.

Pretty soon, Grinch returned to the living room with mugs of coffee. “Okay. What’s up?”

“Just wanted to stop by before everyone else got back. Wanted to discuss something with you.”

“Sure. Anything.”

McWinkle looks down in his mug for a brief moment, trying to find the right way to put things. “The thing is, as you know, Terry’s my grandson.”

“Yes.”

“And since Pam is Mellie’s stepmother, that’d make him, by extension, her grandson as well.”

“Yes”, Grinch repeated.

“And you’re in a relationship with Pam if I’m not mistaken.” The former agent raised his eyebrows in expectation.

To be honest, Grinch kinda saw this coming. It’s just that the words lived rent free in his mind, but never passed his lips: He and McWinkle were brothers in arms.

“I know. We’re both grandfathers!” He raised his mug. McWinkle tapped his own against it.

“That’s the ticket.” He cracked a smile, but it was hard to tell with his jowls covering it up.

After taking another sip, Grinch continues. “Kids grow up fast, don’t they? I never would’ve thought that a month ago, I’d even meet Pam-I-Am, let alone fall in love with her. Never really bothered me to know that her son had a baby on the way; I know I’m getting old.”

“Oh, that’s not what I was implying.”

“Better not have been.” Grinch tried to put on a mean face, but even he knew McWinkle wouldn’t take him seriously, what with his small frame and skinny arms. “Just kidding”, he chortled.

McWinkle chuckles. “I knew you were.” He sips his coffee again. “Anyway, what I’m getting at is it’s nice to have someone on the same plane as me. You and Pam both, actually.”

“Well, I’m happy to have boarded the Grandpa Express.”

They shake hands.

——

McWinkle returned the next morning to help Grinch prepare for everyone’s return.

At an hour or so before noon, Pam opened and entered the door, followed by her son, stepdaughter, future daughter-in-law, stepson-in-law and the children.

“We’re home, Grinchy!”

“In the living room!”

Sam and Jack helped carry Pam’s suitcase and carry on bag. Terry walked on his two little legs, holding his own mother’s hand for support. Gluntz held Molly in her arms.

“McWinkle!”, she shouted out upon seeing him.

Jack turned his head. “Dad! What’re you doing here?”

“Just wanted to pay Mr. Grinch a little visit. We were merely discussing…” He paused to think. “The kids.”

“You mean Terry and Molly?”

“Exactly, son.”

Gluntz, looks down at her little girl and says, in a baby-talk voice, “You hear that, Molly? They were just talking about you!”

Molly lets out a small laugh.

Pam smiles then turns to walk in the living room. She sits on the armrest of the couch and kisses her boyfriend. “Did you have fun while I was gone?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Do I have to check the closets for any leftover guests?”, she jokes.

Grinch laughs. “No, nothing like that.”

Pam looks behind him to their current visitor. “How do you do, Wink?”

“All good.”

The other four walked over, leaving Pam’s luggage in the foyer. Little Terry slowly stepped alongside his mother, babbling single syllable words. His attention was grabbed by Max, who approached the toddler and licked his cheek. Terry laughed and hugged the pooch.

Pam noticed McWinkle make another rare smile.

Grinch looked at his loyal canine being friendly with…well, McWinkle gave him his blessing to be Terry’s grandpa as well, so his grandson.

Sam snapped a picture of this sight. Gluntz gently rocked Molly in her arms, shifting her gaze back and forth between her and Terry. Melanie leaned against the armrest of Jack’s chair, smiling down at her son as Jack took her hand in his.

“You know something, Pam?”, Grinch whispers to her.

“Yeah?”, she whispers back.

“I was thinking…since you have grandkids…and we’re currently dating…does that officially make me a grandpa?”

Pam smiles at him. “Was that ever a doubt? Of course you are.” Then she kisses him on the cheek.

“Thank Seuss.” He wraps his arm around her waist as she puts hers on his shoulder and they lean their heads together.

——

Over the next couple of hours, Grinch did his share of watching over Terry and Molly. In the case of Molly, she didn’t really demand much since she was still so little. When it was Pam’s turn to hold her, he couldn’t help but notice her whole demeanor soften. She really was good with kids.

As soon as their guests departed, Grinch helped Pam carry her stuff upstairs to their bedroom. Once that was finished, they turned in for the night. Pam went out like a light as soon as her head touched the pillow, while Grinch was still wide awake. He looked up at the ceiling, smiling, glad to be fully in the family circle.

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