Eflbrat18: So sorry about not posting this sooner. Now don't review telling me that Thanksgiving is over, I know that. It's my own fault for starting this so close that I didn't realize that I wouldn't be able to post a new chapter as often as I'd like.

Whistler: (pushes Elfbrat to the side) Yes but as it is still the holiday season, it kind of works. Plus it's always funny running back and forth to the grocery store and still forgetting something...ack!

Elfbrat18: (pushes Whistler back) Anyways, this one isn't going to be that long, I don't think... Whistler and I are trying to switch between this one and Dreamsprite, which we've got this sudden urge to work on.

The Turkey You Requested Is Taking A Coffee Break (If you're wondering about the title, keep reading, it might make sense, lol!)

Joss and Marjee were too busy helping the Buckets and Willy with their bags that no one really spoke until they reached the parking lot.

"Hey, Joss..." Marjee began.

"Uh huh?" Joss said, fiddling with the car keys in her left hand and adjusting the bag strap and her purse on her right.

"Where's the car?"

"Shitshitshit...shit!" Joss cursed, stomping her foot. "Okay nobody panic just let me think. Marjee we kept having to go back down the aisle like three times how could we forget where we put it? Wait, there has to be one car that we can recognize still here. If we can find something that rings a bell then we know which aisle to go down."

Marjee clicked her tongue and started looking. "Hey! That car was still there when we were finally on our way in?"

"Which one?" Joss asked, as everyone else was following her roommate's gaze.

Marjee pointed to a black Jeep. "See the bumper sticker? The one that says '5 out of 4 people have trouble with fractions'?"

Joss started laughing. "Yeah...Oh! Oh yeah! That's the one! Marjee I could kiss you right now!"

"Careful, niether of us swing that way. There's nothing wrong with it but it just ain't us. Now can we please go? I want to get out of these work clothes!" Marjee whined.

Mr. Bucket and Marjee packed the last of the bags into the back of the car as Mrs. Bucket, Willy, Charlie and Joss got into the car. Mrs. Bucket and Mr. Bucket sat in the seat farthest back that wasn't packed with suitcases, Charlie and Willy got into the seat in front of them, Joss climbed in behind the wheel and Marjee hopped into the passenger seat. "Okay, everybody here? Great! Let's go!" Marjee was hopping in the seat practically; the seatbelt was the only thing restraining her.

Joss gave Marjee a look and started the engine, and as she turned to back up she gave her aunt and uncle a wink, silently telling them that she was planning something. They in turn whispered to Charlie and Willy so that they'd know to brace themselves. Once she was certain they knew what she was doing, she pressed the gas a little harder and then hit the brakes suddenly. She looked to her right and seen that Marjee wasn't paying any attention whatsoever. Perfect. Without so much as a warning, Joss turned the wheel as far as it would go, got the wheels adjusted, put it in drive and slammed on the gas, going from 5 to 45 in two seconds. (a/n: Whistler here. I wouldn't reccommend trying this, so kids, teens, adults, whoever, don't try this at home..or anywhere...just don't do it.)

"HOLY SHIZ-NIPS!" Marjee squeaked, gripping the dashboard for dear life with white knuckles when Joss slammed on the brakes again, tossing everyone forward.

"Aren't ya glad ya had your seatbelt on..." Joss grinned.

"Oh you're just sooo funny."

Joss continued to grin even after Marjee smacked her in the arm. "It was worth it just to see the look on your face." Glancing up into her rearview mirror, she noticed that Willy seemed a little uncomfortable. "Is something wrong Willy? Is it too cramped back there for you guys, I can move the seats up..."

"No, it's nothing like that, I'm just fine." Charlie looked at his mentor and decided that it would have to be him to explain things to his cousing and Marjee, seeing as Willy didn't seem up to it.

"You have to forgive Willy. He's not been one for any sort of transportation other than his own. Lately he's been getting better about getting outside the factory and meeting other people."

Joss was nodding her head. "Hey that's cool. I totally understand that. Actually, I was never one to really open up to people until I met Marjee and her sisters. Before I met them I was really shy, and I still am today...somewhat, but once you get to know me you soon realize that I have a hard time shutting up once you get me going."

Marjee was squirming in her seat, and with the seatbelt still on, she turned so her back was facing the door so she could turn and look at everyone in back. "Hey Willy, you look familiar. You're the Willy Wonka aren't you!"

"The one and only," Willy said, smiling proudly.

"GO FISH! It is you!" Marjee gasped. "Oh my god, your chocolate is awesome!" Joss patted her knee like a parent. "Take it easy, Marjee, it's okay."

"Thank you, Marjee. I'm glad that you like the candy. Did you happen to pick up one of the new additions?"

"Uh huh."

Joss was turning onto the road their house was on. "I had a little bit of Marjee's candy bar she bought the other day. What, is there something wrong with this new batch? My hair isn't going to turn purple, is it?"

"No no, my dear woman. Nothing like that! I was about to say that Charlie was the one that helped make this batch. Now in the testing room there have been quite the doozies of things going wrong."

"You mean Charlie's living with you at the factory?" Joss asked, amazed. "No wonder it was so hard to find you guys..." she mused.

"Yeah, I'm not sure if I told you about that I won a contest that Willy was holding to find an heir to his chocolate factory."

"So you won that contest? That's great Charlie, I'm really proud of you! I remember hearing about that contest on the news, but I was so caught up studying for finals in college that I didn't pay much attention. Hey guess what, we're here!" Joss said, turning into the driveway of the two story house she and Marjee shared.

As everyone got out and began to unload the bags, Joss ran to the door and unlocked it just as they were coming forward with the first load of bags. "Stick with me and you won't get lost." Joss said with a grin, opening the door. "Just feel free to make yourselves at home," she added, tossing her purse on the bench in the hall. "Now, the layout of the house.." Joss was walking backwards now, pointing out different things for them to remember so that they wouldn't get lost. "As you already know, as soon as you come in here's the hall. Now to the left is the dining room and the kitchen, they're split off by swinging doors. Which actually, is really funny in the winter when it's cold and you're wearing socks on the hardwood floor. Me and Marj have crashed into each other so many times I've lost count..."

Majee cleared her thoat. "Oh yeah, sorry. Anyways," Joss continued, "On the right is the living room, with another room that we knocked the wall out of cause it was so small. We've got a bunch of video games and cool stuff like that in there. There's a large closet where yall can put your coats and things, and a smaller closet by the washer and dryer further down the hall where all the cleaning stuff is. Now over here is one bathroom; not the biggest in the house but big enough. That's pretty much the downstairs. All of the bedrooms and the rest of the bathrooms are upstairs."

The stair case started off to the right side of the wall and turned to the left as it went up, then made another left to open up in the middle of the upper level. As they reached the upstairs, Joss helped Charlie with his things. "There's plenty of room up here. Me and Marjee's rooms are over there," Joss said, pointing to the two rooms in the front corners of the upper level. "You can choose any of the rooms here. There's...three, yeah three bathrooms up here. One in my room-ah, you lost the bet Marj, don't start-a big one over by that room," she pointed to the door closest to the staircase. "And there's a slightly smaller one over by that room at the end."

Twenty minutes later, they all decided where they were going to be sleeping. Charlie would be sleeping in the room beside Joss's, his parents would share the room on the other side of the big bathroom, Willy choose the room next to Marjee's leaving two empty rooms between Willy's and the smaller bathroom in the corner. Joss continued to run up and down the stairs retrieving suitcases as the others got settled in. Marjee had retreated to her room to get out of her work clothes.

When Joss came back in from outside, she found that everyone was standing around in the dining room. Marjee was skidding around the kitchen in her socks, opening and closing the cabinets. Charlie was sitting at the bar with a notebook and pen, looking in through the opening at her, waiting for her to start listing things they needed.

"What's going on?" She asked, looking over Charlie's shoulder. Looking back up, she saw that Marjee was wearing a pair of dark jeans, a white blouse, and rainbow colored toe socks. "Marjee, you do know that those socks don't exactly match, do you?"

"Who cares? I mean, no one's going to see them when I've got shoes on."

Joss turned to her aunt and uncle who were sitting at the dining room table. Willy was preocupied with looking around at everything on the shelves and whatnot. "A Marjee translation: 'The reasom I'm wearing these bizarre socks is because I haven't washed my normal socks." Mrs. Bucket giggled. "If you girls like, I'd be happy to take care of the laundry."

"Oh no, aunt, you don't have to do that-"

"It's perfectly alright with me. Now on the phone you said you and Marjee would be taking care of Thanksgiving dinner, and you'll be too busy to worry about that as well."

"But aunt-"

"No buts. It's really no problem and I'll need something to do to keep me busy." Mrs. Bucket said with a smile.

Marjee shouted from the kitchen, "If she insists Joss, who's to complain!" Joss sighed. "Thanks aunt. You really don't have to though-"

"Joss! Come on now! You know better than me what we need for Thanksgiving!" Joss walked to the kitchen and threw open the swinging doors. WHACK! "OW!"

"Well that's what you get for standing on the other side." Joss said, "After all these years I thought you would have learned by now."

Mr. Bucket's voice came through the window of the bar. "This is a really nice place girls. How long have you two lived here?"

"Thanks Mr. Bucket!" Marjee said, coming to the bar. "We've been here since...since...how long has it been, Joss? It couldn't be more than a few years could it?"

Joss was making room in the refriderator for the turkey. Closing the door she said, "We bought this place with the help of your sisters before we enrolled in college. I think it's been a little over 5 years. And did you know that we still need to get a turkey?"

"Try everything." Marjee said meekly. "All there is in the cabinets is junk food to get us by until Thanksgiving, or we can get takeout."

"Great," Joss said sarcastically. "Let's see, Marjee, are your sisters coming this year?"

"Uh huh. I talked to them while I was waiting for you to come pick me up. Janessa's getting a rental car and they're going to be staying at a hotel. I told them there would be room, but they said they'd be fine. I think Ginnie's bringing her boyfriend, and he's got a few of kids from people he knows through that she babysits and they'll be coming too. I told Janessa that the kids could come stay here, it'd save her a little money atleast. So all in all, about...12."

"Are they picky eaters? These kids?"

"I don't think so. Two girls and a boy. Come to think of it, they're right around Charlie's age." Marjee mused. "We're gonna need a big turkey."

Joss walked back out of the kitchen. "Okay then scratch the list, we'll figure out what to get when we get there. So who'd like to go with me to the grocery store?"

"Oh oh! Me!" Marjee bounced on the balls of her feet.

"Charlie, would you or Willy like to go?" Mrs. Bucket asked.

"You don't want to go, aunt? Uncle?"

Mrs. Bucket shook her head. "That's alright dear, you go take Charlie and Willy and have fun. They can help with the grocery shopping. I'll go get a head start on that laundry."

"Here, I'll show you where everything is then. I got to get my shoes too." Marjee led her off down the hall. Joss looked to her uncle, who said he'd be fine there with Mrs. Bucket, that she'd need some help folding clothes. Charlie ran to the hall closet and nearly bumped into Marjee, who had her boots in her hands.

Joss smacked her forehead with her hand. "Marjee, why haven't you put your boots on? We gotta move! Boogie! Get our asses on the move!" Marjee just ignored her ranting and hopped on one leg while putting a boot on the other. Willy, who had previously disappeared, reappeared to Joss's left.

"Whoah! How did you do that?" She asked.

"Do what?"

"Disappear and reappear like you just did! You're like a vampire or something."

Willy just laughed and shook his head. "No, I'm not a vampire, it's just one of my talents. You said you and Marjee were in college? What was your...uh...that thing students always talk about...what they want to do."

"You mean 'major'? Mine had to do with graphic arts. Marjee went in for theater and did really well, but I think she has more fun cooking things and baking and stuff like that."

"What is graphic arts?"

"Well what I wanted to do deals with computers, like designing websites more or less, and coming up with new designs for products and ads."

Marjee and Charlie came back into the hall where Joss, Willy, and Mr. Bucket were waiting. "Okies! Time to go battle the housewives of the grocery store!" They waved goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Bucket and got into Joss's car. After Charlie got his seatbelt on, he looked up and asked Joss, "What does Marjee mean by 'battle' exactly?"

"She's being sarcastic, Charlie. Marjee's just being strange." Joss started up the engine.

Marjee was immediately on the defensive. "Hey you laugh but I've seen some of those women get meaner than an Uruk-Hai at Helms Deep!"