Title: Thanksgiving for the Memory
Author: Sgt. Pepperony
Fandom: Avengers (MCU)
Rating: K plus for drunkenness
Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers, characters. Property of Marvel and Disney. Also I am not American nor from anywhere where Thanksgiving is celebrated. Most of this is what I have gotten from research and from American sitcoms. Thank god F.R.I.E.N.D.S is relentlessly repeated all the time.
So, as the disclaimer said: non-American writing a story about Thanksgiving. I do apologise if I miss out anything. This is basically the gang reminiscing Wanda and Pietro's first Thanksgiving. Details are in the summary so let's get cracking. Also I may blur the lines between past and present by doing the past in italics and the present in normal but with parentheses – these things: ().
Also, apologies for the title; it's a very lame pun on the Fall Out Boy song 'Thnks fr the Mmrs (Thanks for the Memories)'. Like seriously… Sorry. Also I apologise for my sense of humour.
Chapter One
"I'm not going to be able to move off this couch," Clint commented. Pepper and Jane had cooked the Thanksgiving meal to end all Thanksgiving meals with the turkey and the trimmings plus some requested extras. Now he was lying on the couch with his head pillowed on Natasha's thigh, Tony was sitting on the floor in front of them while Jane was sitting on Thor's lap with Steve beside them and Pepper occupying the recliner. "That was the best Thanksgiving meal ever."
"I think you two might have killed us," said Tony.
"I'll take that as a thank you," Pepper responded.
"There you go, that is the thing I am thankful for."
"I'm thankful that after three years of research, I have my paper on dark matter published," Jane said.
"I am thankful that I have friends who are amazing cooks," added Thor.
"As usual I am thankful for pizza," said Clint.
"I'm just thankful that I can be with people I actually like for once," Natasha stated.
"You actually like Stark?" asked Bruce. Tony looked a little offended.
"He has his charms. I think it might be obvious what Rogers is thankful for."
"What that I have a wife and a baby on the way?" he asked. Wanda then decided to come in at that moment with two pies, one pumpkin, and the other pecan. "Sure I am completely thankful."
"I feel as though I have missed something," Wanda stated looking confused.
"We were just saying what we were thankful for and why do you have two pies?" asked Jane.
"I'm hungry."
"You just had a large meal."
"Yeah but I am pregnant with his kid," Wanda justified by pointing at Steve. "This baby absorbs about sixty-percent of what I eat."
"Are you going to eat both pies?" asked Thor looking tempted.
"I think I might stick to the pumpkin. You can have the pecan if you wish."
"Well, we definitely know it is a super solider baby," Tony commented.
"What is that supposed to mean?" asked Steve.
"I'm just saying that both of your genetics are fighting it out to see whose abilities it inherited."
"He has got a point," Wanda added as she flopped beside Steve.
"If this is what is happening to Wanda with a super solider baby then lord knows what an Asgardian baby is going to be like," Jane thought. "I have to admit considering the last Thanksgiving I attended here I am surprised at how smoothly this year has gone."
"Why what happened the last time you were here?" asked Natasha.
"Let's see, Tony embarrassing himself in front of my mother, a trifle full of sage and onion stuffing, and Wanda's head ending up in the toilet was the climax," Pepper summarised.
"I think I am going to need more elaboration on this," said Clint just about managing to sit up and straighten out his hearing aids.
"Yeah, I do not remember my head being in the toilet," Wanda said.
"Yeah, there was a reason for that," Tony commented.
"I think I vaguely remember coming back on Black Friday to see a hungover Wanda," said Natasha. "Beyond that I cannot remember much."
"This is going to take a while to explain but it was the first Thanksgiving with the twins," Bruce began…
-o-
Five Years Earlier
"Tony can you please leave your tinkering alone now? My mother is going to be here in an hour and it would be nice if you could keep her company while Jane and I do the food," Pepper sighed when she walked into the workshop finding Bruce and Tony working on what looked to be a new upgrade for JARVIS.
"Pep, I will be up soon. I just need to finish this upgrade."
"How long is that going to take?"
"About as long as it will take to decide whether this voice recognition application is a good idea."
"It's a good idea. It will stop people from trying to hack JARVIS for information."
"The thing is that we are not sure how many people to include," Bruce interrupted.
"You could always do it later."
"If you give us ten minutes. Why don't you introduce me last? Always save the best until last," Tony suggested.
Pepper sighed, "Okay ten minutes. I need to get back to the turkey."
Once Pepper was gone, Bruce asked, "Have you met Pepper's mother before?"
"Nope," Tony shook his head.
"Are you scared?"
"The last time I met a girlfriend's parents, it went as well as Prince Harry going to a fancy dress party in that Nazi uniform."
"What did you do?"
"I really do not want to talk about it.As much as I am a genius, sometimes I do not think before I say things."
"That is a given."
-o-
"So what exactly is Thanksgiving? I mean what is its significance in American culture?" Wanda asked Jane when Jane was furiously mixing in the salt for the mash potatoes.
"It celebrates the time when the Native Americans shared their food with the early settlers," Jane answered.
"And then we repaid them by genociding them and shipping them off to the crappy real estate settlements," Darcy added while she was reading a magazine on the table.
"I do not think that genociding is a word Darcy," said Wanda.
"Genocide is not even a verb," added Jane.
"Why are we talking about genocide?" Pietro asked coming into the kitchen.
"I-" Wanda began to say before Darcy interrupted and walked up to Pietro.
"Hi I am Darcy."
"Hi Darcy, I'm Pietro. Wanda's twin brother."
"So … I heard that you are like super-fast."
"Yeah … I am."
"Um, Darcy," Jane interrupted.
"What?"
"I think Wanda wanted to speak to her brother."
"It is fine Jane, I do not mind," Wanda insisted.
"I just came in here because I was looking for something to do," Pietro explained. "Need any help with the cooking?"
"No, Pepper and I have everything under control," Jane answered.
"How much food is there?" Pietro looked at the side with the stack on ingredients on the sides.
"Potatoes three ways, turkey, brisket, yams, loads of vegetables and two pies for desert."
"Yeah, I have a feeling that most of it is going to be going into yours, Steve's and Thor's stomach," Darcy said.
"Speaking of whom, Thor and Steve are watching the football game in the lounge if you are interested," Jane suggested.
"I'll show him," Darcy declared leading Pietro to the elevator.
"What was that about?" asked Wanda.
"Darcy has a vagina and your brother is hot."