[b][i]Turkey's dinner[/i][/b] [i]Everyone had been enjoying their thanksgiving, but for the Sandellos, the fun had only just begun. Matthew sat down at a long table with the highest respected gang members. Some of the extra guests included the vaquero and Shalidor. While the others were getting ready to eat, Shalidor was examining a book. The vaquero watched from across the table, somewhat cautiously. Once they were ready to start, Shalidor spoke up. [/i] "This turkey you chose, Matt, it's a bit small, wouldn't you agree?" [i]Sandello looked at him, somewhat annoyed.[/i] "Can't you just leave it, Shale?" "Not at all, don't worry, I got this." [i]Shalidor began to cast a strange spell, focusing it on the turkey. The vaquero spoke up finally.[/i] "Shalidor, that really isn't going to end wel-" [i]Before he could finish speaking, Shalidor cast the spell on the turkey. It began to grow rapidly, bubbling slightly. Some of the gang members began to walk backwards, away from it. Soon enough, the turkey was ten feet tall and alive. Began to stand up and devour the table. Sandello and the vaquero got up, and began to attack the turkey, but it only got angrier. Shalidor also attacked, but they needed extra help, as the turkey was constantly growing and getting more powerful. [/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]