A Holidaian hick's Thanksgiving!

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Who: Surge, Goose, super special guest stars in Goose's parents.
What: Thanksgiving at the parents' house. Need I say more?
Where: Holiday Island
When: Backdated to yesterday, November 26th, Thanksgiving Day.
Warnings: Swearing. That's really it. :x

6:00 PM. It felt like it was about time to go to Holiday for that night-time dinner.

Goose and his boyfriend had both planned a Thanksgiving with the pilot's parents to mooch off of the food see them again. And to mooch off of the food, of course, you couldn't forget that. Honestly, he was pretty excited about it, mostly for the fact that he'd be in his previous Holiday Island again. He loved FDC, but he will never deny that he constantly missed his childhood home.

Thus, he put a good chunk of food and water down for Hettie (since they were gonna be there a bit late, he thought that they might need to spend the night), got a few things, and then went outside to the 'copter. All he left for Surge was a sticky note on the front door that said this: 'outside go'.

Sitting out in his 'copter, more than ready to go, was a certain Goosey who was beaming from ear-to-ear like a little kid. Oh my.

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Surge simply grinned as the younger man frowned. That would show him who'd win in a tickle fight.

"Wha--hey!" he laughed as Goose chucked the last pillow. "Alright, alright." Sitting up, he grabbed the pillow and put it back on the bed. "I'd say we're about even. Truce?"

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"Just 'bout!" Goose laughed, setting all of the other pillows back up onto the pillow. "I win the pillow fight, ya' win the tickle fight. Sounds 'bout even."

He then turned to Surge and spoke, "Wanna say g'night to momma, then hit the hay?"

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"Sure, why not?" Surge shrugged. Standing up, he stretched his arms. A small yawn escape his lips. "Heh, guess I'm a bit more tired than I thought."

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"Gotcha'."

So they went to do that! His mother gave them all sorts of positive love, hugs, and kisses for them, her very energetic way of saying good night. She really had such a motherly air about her.

"M'kay, let's go," Goose spoke, dragging his boyfriend off to bed with him. With a kiss good night and maybe another attempt at a tickle, he laid down with Surge and let sleep overtake them.