The Lair Legion and friend have gathered for a feast. While the mansion is teaming with visiting heroes and friends, some are still in the kitchen finishing the dinner.
Kitchen:
“Quick! Bring that fire extinguisher over here! Enty’s oven is doing it again!” screams Zebulon.
“Hey, I just thought if I rewire the oven to a transdrive Foul-o-matic turbo cooker, that we could eat sooner! How was I supposed to know the bird would ignite?” says an embearist NTU.
“Good thing I cooked an extra turkey! spiffy is on his way right now with it. Where’s the candy yams?” asks Cheryl.
“Candy YAMS??? I thought you said candy GRAMS. I called and the telegram company said they don’t do that, course it would’ve been cool if they could sent a singing telegram, like in a princess Leah outfit from Jedi, but then princess Amadalla was good looki-“ CSFB gets interrupted.
“Just tell me about the Yams.” Cheryl says as polite as she can muster, which isn’t much.
“Weeeeeell, I bought a whole lot of candy bars instead, you know the really good ones that nobody gives out at Halloween which is really a rip sense every year when I go trick or tre”
“Well what about the stuffing? Tina?” Cheryl interrupts.
“I DID prepare it, but it’s missing now.” Says an uncomfortable Tina
He is recuperating. You have to do that when you come back from the dead. But his recuperation will be much faster now that the DarkKnight has this bowl of stuffing.
“Hatman! Trickshot! Did you think about the cranberry sauce, or deviled eggs??” shouts Cheryl.
“They’re in the living room watching the game with Manman, they haven’t left yet.” Explains Lisa.
“Haven- but the stores are all closed! Donar, what about that apple mead?”She asks.
“BBBUUUUUURRRRAAAARRRRRPPPP!! Ah, the finest in refreshment my lady. I thank thee for all of that nourishment!” the proud, refreshed hemigod speaks.
“You weren’t suppose to drink it! How about the pies???”
“Ah ha! Don’t worry! I have been baking them all night! Here they are, wait ones missing, oh well.” Answers a happy Lisa.
“Uh, YOU baked them? Uh, maybe I’m not in the mood for pie…” Visionary uncomfortably says as he remembers the toast incident.
“Hey! What’s wrong with my cooking??” demands an angry Lisa.
Across the void of space:
“I only had time to use my energy powers to grab one pie, and I don’t have time to go back and get another. Good thing its pretty goo..arrrgghhuuppth!!!!!! Amazing Guy is suddenly slowed down as he gives his dinner to the universe the hard way.
Back at the smoke filled kitchen:
“Goldeneyed, how about the salad?” a steaming Cheryl asks.
“Well, I teleported it from home, but it just sort of… didn’t show up.” Responds Goldeneyed.
Xander is quite pleased with the salad, it serves as a great snack during his reading.
As Exile gets ready to leave his base, holding the fruit salad carefully in is arms, his new “guest” has an accident as her top briefly falls, he’s so startled he drops the food all over his cloths.
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The kitchen:
“Well I did my part! Fresh rolls at your service!” announces Troia.
“Uh, I hate to break it to you, but the rolls are gone.” Says Lisa as she points to the basket.
The criminals are amazed. They thought they could rob this bank on this national holiday, until Messenger showed up. The last thought they have is a question. How can the postman fight so good with one hand holding a half eaten roll?
Kitchen again, the site of a rapidly furious Cheryl:
“Banjooo, what about the mash potatoes?”
“Well, I for one am not to blame! One of noble blood would never mix up! Here they are!” Banjooooo says with his usual arrogance.
“uuwww! They smell like brine!” complains Lisa.
“WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!?” commands Banjooo.
Yo comes in, his/her Zorro suit covered with chocolate, “Yo am happy that cute CSFB got him/her candy!”
“HEY! I wanted some of those!” shouts CSFB.
Cheryl just walks out of the room, stepping over the passed out form of Space Ghost, only to be stopped by Fing Fang Foom.
“Hey Cheryl, how’s dinner coming? I’m so hungry I could eat a –“ he’s cut off by a glare from the woman and a brisk comment. “Oh go eat a zoo!”
Visionary runs after her, regretting the fact that he forgot the olives, when there is a knock at the door. He opens it to find spiffy holding pizzas.
“Wha- but I thought you were suppose to get another turkey?” he asks.
“No, I’ve always supposed to bring pizza.” Answers a confused spiff.
Herringcarp Asylum:
The Hooded Hood stands before the great table filled with food, giving a toast to his minions:
“I would like to thank my son for this final addition to our feast, the turkey, which he now never got. To spiffy!”
His underlings, “TO SPIFFY!”
Happy Thanksgiving! (Even those who aren’t celebrating!)
a.g.
Amazing Guy
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