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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Splashback77:
11/24/2017 12:11:56 AM
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[b][u]Thanksgiving with the Greys[/u][/b]
[i]Undisclosed Location, 16:00[/i]
There were 33 seats at the long table. Sixteen per long side, and two seats at the head of the table.
Mason sat at the head seat, wearing a blue dress shirt, khaki pants, and a tie that was black with turkeys on it.
Mia sat to his right. Her brown hair in a single braid as usual. She wore a striped sweater dress that was olive, orange, yellow and white.
Sarah sat to his left, wearing more or less the same dress. Her bronze locks were curled.
There wete two empty seats next to them, but the rest of the table was occupied by Mason's horde of animals with dishes of kibble in front of them.
On the Guardians' side of the table was a feast to behold. Turkey, deviled eggs, mashed potatoes, a vegetable tray, tray of cranberry sauce, a ham, three baskets of bread rolls, a boat of gravy, and other typical Thanksgiving food.
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"Nerd..." Mia muttered. "INTELLECTUAL!" Sarah corrected. "Right... sorry."
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Bedlam chuckled at Mia calling him a nerd. "Hey, girls love guys that know how to use their fingers and playing music helps."
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Mason glared at Bedlam for the joke.
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He nervously laughed. "Well, I can make her happy at least?...Wait, that's not helping."
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Mason turned beet red. Mia's void bow appeared at her hands and she fired an anchor next to Mason, tethering and supressing him.
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"....Sarah help?" He turned to Sarah.
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"Dunno how to help, you there. You made the jokes, not me," she replied.
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"Thanks, darling..." He said with a sarcastic tone. "Umm....Mason, I swear nothing like that is going on."
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"Well, at least you both have some expirence in case you decide to," Mia said, chuckling. Sarah's face turned red with embarrasment.
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As did Bedlam's. "Yeah well....N-None of those past times meant anything....Also, we haven't even gone on a date or anything, I mean....hehe..." He ended his ramble with a pathetic and nervous laugh.
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Sarah just slammed her face into her mashed potatoes, prefering to be embarrased for that reason.
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Bedlam sighed and patted her on the back. "It's okay...not like Mia knows about your exhibitionism kink."
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"That is actually not my kink," she muttered.
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"I'm joking about you asking that question yesterday...wait, the way you worded that means you have one. Ooh! What is it?" Bedlam chuckled.
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Edited by Splashback77: 11/24/2017 12:10:04 AM"Uh... don't wanna say it aloud..." the Warlock muttered. "I talked to Finn one time before he died and it turns out pleasuring light manipulation turns on sis," Mia said, grinning.
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"Light pleasure manipulation?...Never heard of it, but no worries, Sarah, I'll figure it out just for you..." He gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
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Edited by Splashback77: 11/24/2017 12:11:41 AM"Get me out of this embarrasing situation," the younger twin begged. There was mashed potatoes on her cheek that stuck to his lips.
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"Aww, but I'm bonding with your family so well....Yeah, okay. Wanna go do literally anything else?" He took his napkin and began cleaning off the potatoes on her face.
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She stood up, leaving the room, mortified. Mia laughed, "Hahaha. I haven't seen her cheeks that red in years. Thanks for that." Mason's glowering expression faded as he started to giggle.
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"F*ck....Now I feel horrible." Bedlam quickly got up to follow her as fast as he could.
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Her cheeks were still red but she started to pale. Sarah looked uncomfortable in her sweater dress, that was low as her knees. She really was mortified beyond belief.
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"I'm so sorry, Sarah. I shouldn't have done that..." He apologized, his tone sincere. "Do you need a hug?"
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"I guess I'll take one," she sighed. She wrapped her arms around him.
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Bedlam wrapped his arms around her in return. "Hugs make everything better. That's what I've been told."
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"Yeah. They always help. Unless they break your ribs."
