Happy Thanksgiving? - OTA

[st_unaligned]

Dyson had been kind enough to acquiesce to Bo's request to find a wild turkey and bring it back so she could make a Thanksgiving turkey. He had told her he would cook it over a fire, but Bo was determined to make the turkey the proper way with stuffing and whatever. She wanted there to be at least a little bit of home here and channeling her energy into this felt a lot more productive right now than waiting for Regina and Dyson to figure out how to get the arch to actually be magical so it could be used as the first trial.

So when the fire alarm sounded from the kitchen, it was probably a bad sign. So was the smoke that seeped through the cracks of the kitchen door.


Bo coughed as she waved a cloth at the oven and then retrieved a very burned turkey from the oven. Charred might be a better descriptor. She coughed and set the pan on the counter. "I swear I followed the directions to the letter."

Except she had used Celsius instead of Fahrenheit.

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[st_arknaked]

"There are three," but he has no real idea of why.

[st_unaligned]

"There are three?" Bo had never heard of a third. Maybe she just went to a really bad school. "Dyson... is there any way I might be able to salvage this bird?"

[st_arknaked]

There were three.

He approached and sniffed the bird, eyes going feral and his wolf coming to the fore.

"I think salvaging it will depend on what you'll accept as success. Chuck it in the sink, wash off some of the burned bits and I'll eat it. But.." he was a wild animal (ish) and raw meat wasn't exactly unpalatable to him.

"Everyone else might get salmonella."

He paused, "Would you be upset if I had a spare turkey already on the grill?"

[st_unaligned]

"My pride wants to punch you in the face, but the part of me that actually wants to have Thanksgiving dinner wants to hug you." She paused, looking at him. "I'll go with hug for now." She was mostly kidding about the 'for now' part.. mostly.

[st_arknaked]

"I respect your pride, I just figured we could have leftovers." True, if not entirely the whole truth.

[st_unaligned]

She stared at him for a moment, then sighed. "Okay, okay. I give in. Thank you Dyson." He did know he well, it seemed. "You go get the turkey and I'll manage the side dishes. I promise. I'll meet you back here in like, thirty minutes?"

[st_arknaked]

"Thirty minutes," he agreed with a grin. Then impulsively he hugged her, because only Bo would think of doing this whatever the outcome, and disappeared from the kitchen to get the turkey.