BP: This is actually an extra chapter, but it can be counted as a normal chapter if you want. This is how the Champions celebrated Thanksgiving. (Erm, I am not following the calendar of course)

6.45a.m.

Woke up by the sound of fireworks being set off. Fred and Terra, the Rooks who are good at volleyball must be at it again. I made a mental note to throw them in the dungeon later; they probably woke up the whole castle with their fireworks. I marked the day they used fireworks on the calendar Princess gave me as she got it for Valentine's Day from some random fan boy. It was the second time this week they used fireworks.

7.45a.m.

Princess, my new sister-in-law, knocks on my door. Only I am supposed to call her Pakura. This is pretty difficult to remember because in the Chess Pieces, everyone calls her Princess. So I just call her Princess. After all, I was the one who gave her the title. It's time to get up, Ryoma, Princess says. We are having Thanksgiving at Tyler's parents' house on Long Island. (He drew the shortest stick this year. Only Pakura didn't participate because she had no family.) We have to leave if we are going to beat the traffic.

8.45a.m.

There is no traffic this early on Thanksgiving Day. We arrive at Tyler's parents' house three hours early. (Ironically, Princess was the one who drove all of us there.) Mrs. Clearwater (Tyler's mother, not Kristen. Kristen is still know as Kristen Yeager because she is fairly well-known as a supermodel under that name, and also she doesn't really like being called a Mrs., due to the fact that it made her feel old) is still in curlers. She looks very surprised. This might not only be because we arrived so early, but because no sooner had Kristen entered the house then she was forced to run to the bathroom with her hand pressed over her mouth, on account of the smell of roasting turkey. This is especially strange as usually, the smell of turkey makes her hungry, not nauseated. But then again, she is well into her third month of pregnancy, and it can do strange things to people, according to Tyler. William, Tyler, Chris, Derek and Philip are currently playing cards, while I am just talking to my husband Keigo. Princess and my older brother, Ryoga are playing games in their phones. I am glad Princess is currently playing games. I mean, even a princess has to have fun sometimes, right?

9.45a.m.-11.45a.m.

We are watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade (it was filmed yesterday) with Mr. Clearwater Senior in what he calls the rec room. They don't have rec rooms in Manhattan.
Just lobbies.

I sighed and shot a look at Chris. He smiled back sheepishly. This is because at one point during the broadcast I saw Chris standing in the crowd outside Office Max on Broadway and thirty-Seventh, his video camera (no doubt improved by Philip) clutched to his slightly chubby face (his baby fats haven't quite disappeared yet, although he's 24) as a float carrying Miss America and Josh Hutcherson from the Hunger Games passed by. I just know Chris is going to take care of talking about the parade and add his own personal opinions on the next episode of A Champion Tells It Like It Is (every Friday night at 7, Manhattan cable channel 56).

12p.m.

Tyler's sister arrives with her husband, their two kids and the pumpkin pies. The kids, who are around Chris' age, are twins- a man, Henry, and a woman, Hernia. Both of them are single. I know right away Hernia and Princess are not going to get along, because when they are introduced, she looked her up and down the way other girls would do in hallways when we were still in New Day Academy and goes, in a very snotty voice, "You are the one who's supposed to be the Chess Pieces Princess, and Ryoga's wife?"

Princess calmly replied, "Why yes, little girl. While you think you may be better at fashion, I certainly beat you in sports, hand-to-hand combat, studies, medical science and even looks. Oh, I am less slutty then you too." She looked at the pony-skin mini-skirt that Hernia was wearing. It wasn't even imitation pony-skin. Hernia's smile dropped off, and now she has pulled out her phone and gone out to the deck where the reception is best (even though it's thirty degrees outside, she apparently doesn't mind. She has the pony-skin to keep her warm, after all). She keeps looking at Ryoga and flipping her mouse-brown hair, and laughing on the phone. I saw her scowl when Ryoga wrapped his arm around Princess' waist. This is because Henry, who is dressed in baggy jeans and has a pager, in addition to a lot of gold jewelry, started to hit on Princess, and asking her out on a date, even though she was married. She in turn, hit him with the Idiot Gun which Philip invented. I laughed with Keigo when the shot hit the part where it hurts the most.

1p.m.

The food is served. We began eating. There was some scuffle, though, as Hernia wanted to sit next to Ryoga and henry next to princess. In the end, they managed to snag a seat next to me and Keigo. They ended up stuck next to their parents.

1.15p.m.

We finished eating.

1.20p.m.

I cuddled next to Keigo in the couch. It's pretty nice, as he is warm and the weather is cold. Philip and William are currently discussing on Philip's new invention, some sort of device you can wear and change into a weapon in case of emergency. It is typical of William to ask how much the invention would be. He is now a psychologist (However, if you ask me, he is trying to manipulate people's minds to gain more money; despite his appearance, he has a lot of depth). Tyler is now trying to soothe his wife, who is on the verge of vomiting again. Jude is with his wife, who as usual is telling fortunes. Princess is shooting the Idiot Gun at both Nelson siblings. Thanks to her expert aim, not one shot was missed. I snuggled closer to Keigo, and I fell asleep.

3p.m.

William shook me awake. We had to leave if we are going to beat the traffic home. I say goodbye. They all said goodbye back to me, including Hernia and Henry, who were trying to get their crushes numbers, but they were ignored. Mrs. Clearwater gave us a lot of leftover turkey. I thank her, even though I had plenty of food back home.

8.30p.m

We finally make it back to the city, after spending five and a half hours in bumper-to-bumper traffic along the Long Island Expressway, this time with William driving, though there is nothing very express about it if you ask me. Chris, Derek, and Jude actually fell asleep during the traffic jam. I went back to the castle, dressed in a crisp black shirt with dark blue pants, with black shoes before being escorted to the dining room at the fourth floor, to my second Thanksgiving dinner.

8.35p.m

I was greeted by the castle's concierge, who announced me to the people in the dining room: 'Presenting the Captain and Leader of the Chess Pieces, Echizen Ryoma.' I wonder why he couldn't just introduce me as Ryoma. Keigo actually laughed when I took the seat next to him. Princess, who was sitting at my other side, and who was wearing a baby-blue, floor length Armani sheath dress and matching ballet flats, tugged at her dress and grumbled. She saw me watching and shrugged. My face felt hot, but I sat down, picked up my utensil and started eating. Once they saw me pick up the fork, they also started eating too.

9p.m.

I was so tired on account of having gotten up so early to go to Long Island, I yawned in Keigo's face twice. Ryoga frowned at me over his salad with pears and walnuts, but it is no use. Even his malevolent stare cannot shake me from my drowsiness. Finally, Princess notices and granted me permission from dessert. Although one of the Bishops, who clearly had a crush on me, whined that I would miss tasting her homemade chocolate cake, Princess quelled her with a look. Keigo carried me back to my room, and laid me on the bed. He kissed me on the lips, and said, "Good night, sweet dreams." before going back to the dinner.

I had a fun day during Thanksgiving. I hope every year will be as fun as-

BOOM!

Ryoma seethed. He closed his journal and stomped towards the source of the noise. He grabbed the culprits, and dragged them bodily to the dungeon. He dragged them in, walked out, and locked the door. You should know who the culprits are. Ryoma don't have to tell you.

BP: I was just trying a new style of writing. It may be bad, but please do review. I will only update when it it's a certain number.