DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon or related canon characters. They are property of Nintendo.

This fanfic is rated T for language, innuendos, and suggestive themes. Not for those under 13.

This fanfic takes place one year after Sun and Moon.

THE ESTATE OF NIBIRU-MUL PRESENTS

LUSAMINE'S THANKSGIVING

CHAPTER 1: THE INVITATIONS

One fine autumn day in Alola, Sun saw the mailman arrive at his house and deliver some mail. He took out a letter, which was addressed to him. It was from Lusamine. Sun opened the letter and read it.

Dear Sun,

You are cordially invited to Miss Lusamine's Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday. It is a potluck dinner, so you must bring a dish of your choosing. Be there or ELSE!

- Lusamine

"Sounds like fun," said Sun.

Sun went inside and showed his father Troy the letter.

"Dad!" said Sun. "Good news: Lusamine invited me to her Thanksgiving dinner!"

"Lusamine?" asked Troy. "Isn't that the psycho woman who you said had a chamber of frozen Pokemon?"

"That's not gonna happen, Dad," said Sun. "Lusamine's a changed woman."

"I don't know, Sun," said Troy. "I don't want anything to happen to you while you're there."

"Nothing's gonna happen," said Sun. "Trust me."

"Well," said Troy, "this will be the first time you'd be spending Thanksgiving away from home." He sighed. "Okay, Sun. You can go. Your mother will save you some leftovers from our Thanksgiving."

"Thanks, Dad," said Sun. "It's a potluck dinner, so I have to bring something. But I don't know how to cook, and I know you and Mom are too busy with cooking." Sun thought about it. "I know! I'll buy a meal that's already prepared."

In the meantime, Moon got an invitation too.

"Yo, Mom," said Moon. "That crazy bitch Lusamine invited me to her house for Thanksgiving."

Moon's mother Alani looked at her daughter.

"That's nice, dear," she said. "She'll be happy to see you."

"It says I have to bring something to the dinner," said Moon. "If it's okay, can you make something for dinner?"

"Sure, dear," said Alani. "I'll make my sweet potato casserole with little marshmallows!"

"Sounds delish," said Moon.

Finally, Hau got an invitation too. He was excited.

"YES! YES! YES!" he said. "I'm going to Lusamine's place!"

Hau ran over to his grandfather.

"Good news, Tutu!" said Hau. "Lusamine invited me to her Thanksgiving shindig."

"Lusamine?" said Hala. "That's great, Hau."

"I'm so excited about it!" said Hau. He handed the invitation to Hala.

"Lusamine's invitation doesn't seem that friendly," said Hala.

"She's just pulling my leg," said Hau. "She means no harm. By the way, will you make something for dinner?"

"Of course!" said Hau. "Your aunt Kina and uncle Isaac are hosting Thanksgiving this year, and I know you really don't want to go and have to put up with your cousins Lemonjello and Orangejello. I'll be happy to make something. How about a coconut pineapple cake?"

"Mmm..." said Hala.

"I would have said malasadas," said Hala, "but knowing who you are, you would have eaten them all before you could get there."

Hau's mouth began to water.

"I'm getting hungry," said Hau.

"Well," said Hala, "your grandma's picking up Subway on her way home from her mother's apartment. Your great-grandmother has that 24-hour bug that's been going around, but she's feeling a little better."

"Glad she's feeling better," said Hau, "and glad I'm not sick. Otherwise I couldn't enjoy Thanksgiving."