Twas the night before Thanksgiving, Anthony was up in his room playing Super Smash Bros. It was 12:25 AM. Grace came into the room.
Grace: Anthony, why are you still up? Tomorrow's Thanksgiving.
Anthony: Exactly. I am THANKFUL for my alarm clock which will wake me up at 8:55 AM, 5 minutes before the parade. My desire to watch the parade, and my desire to eat a certain Thanksgiving dessert food, will give me the motivation to get out of bed and not be sleepy at all no matter how little sleep I get tonight. I dare you to argue with that.
Grace: …..That's not how…
Anthony: Oh, and I am also thankful for Super Smash Bros. Smash for Switch when?
Grace: …Go to bed.
Anthony: *groan* Alright.
Anthony was DISAPPOINTED that he had to go to bed.
Grace: Oh, and just so you know, that 8:55 alarm isn't gonna do you any good because we're leaving at 8:30.
Anthony: Leaving? What do you mean "leaving?"
Grace: We're going to the Loud house and spending Thanksgiving there.
Anthony: What?! Why didn't you tell me?
Grace: I did. You just chose not to listen.
Anthony: …Yeah, that's probably true. But do they even know what Thanksgiving is? They're from Michigan.
Grace: Anthony, Thanksgiving isn't just a Washington holiday. They have it in other places too, like Michigan.
Anthony: They do? *groan* Well that's just great. How am I supposed to watch the parade now? The girl who likes sports is gonna wanna watch football.
Grace: Well why is what you wanna watch more important than what she wants to watch?
Anthony: Because they're just dumb games. They're no different than any of the other football games. They aren't more important or special just because they're on Thanksgiving.
Grace: Oh really?
Anthony: Really.
Grace: Tell me, would you care about the parade if it wasn't a part of a holiday?
Anthony: ….Probably not.
Grace: I rest my case. Besides, the team that's probably her favorite is playing.
Anthony: *sigh*
Anthony was DISAPPOINTED that he had to spend Thanksgiving with them. He was also DISAPPOINTED that he lost the argument.
Anthony: Okay, just one more question. Why do we gotta spend Thanksgiving with them?
Grace: Because like it or not, they're your family, and Thanksgiving is a day you spend with your family.
Anthony: Oh, mom. We've only known I'm related to them since May. It hasn't even been half a year yet. Don't you think that's too soon to start calling them "my family?"
Grace: …..Are you saying that it takes a long time before you can say someone you're related to is family?
Anthony: That IS what I'm saying.
Grace: Ok. So how long did it take for Leigha?
Anthony: ….0 seconds.
Grace: I rest my OTHER case. Now go to sleep.
Anthony was DISAPPOINTED that he lost the argument again. Grace left. Anthony laid down in bed. He shut his eyes and then had a realization.
Anthony: *gasp* That could be!
Anthony sat up. He reached for Emolga's Luxury Ball and opened it. Emolga was sleeping and looked happy.
Anthony: Aw! I bet she's having another "Diancie doesn't hate me" dream. I don't wanna wake her up from that.
Anthony put Emolga back in her ball.
Anthony: Let's see. Who else can I ask?
Anthony looked over at Lillie, who was asleep.
Anthony: I can't ask Lillie…oh wait, yes I can.
Anthony went downstairs and went over to the phone.
Grace: I told you to go to bed.
Anthony: I know, I know. I just gotta do something real quick.
Anthony picked up the phone and called Lily. Rita was putting her in her pajamas when her phone rang.
Lily: Tello?
Anthony: Tello. Lil, I imagine it's your bed time, but can you do me a favor?
Lily: No, no, no.
Anthony: Please? All I need you to do is go to a store and buy some poster boards. I'm gonna email you a list of what I want you to put on them. And I need you to get this done by the time I get to your house tomorrow. Do you think you can do that?
Grace: You know you're talking to a 1-year-old, right?
Anthony: Ok, thanks Lily. I owe you one.
Anthony hung up.
Grace: Again, why didn't you ask me?
Anthony: Do you wanna make poster boards for me, or do you wanna sleep?
Grace: I wanna sleep.
Anthony: That's why.
Anthony went back to bed.
Anthony: …There's no way I'm gonna get to sleep any time soon….WAIT A SECOND!
Anthony ran downstairs.
Anthony: Mom! Mom! Mom! You're supposed to be making…THE CINNAMON ROLLS!
Grace: Oh you're right. I guess I just got too excited about not having to cook dinner. And by the way, that's another reason we're going to the Loud house.
Anthony: ….We're gonna be going there every year now, aren't we?
Grace: We sure are.
Anthony: Oh, yay! Thanksgiving's ruined forever!
Grace: Anthony, be a 21-year-old, and deal with it. Also, when you taste Lynn's ham, you will not think Thanksgiving is ruined anymore. You'll think it's enhanced.
Anthony: Does he make good ham?
Grace: He makes the BEST ham.
Anthony: …When did he make ham for you?
Grace: Christmas 1995. Oh man, that was a GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD Christmas.
Anthony: …Christmas 1995?...That's approximately 9 months before I was born.
Grace: …Uh, yeah. It is.