DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT THE PLOT AND MY ORIGINAL CHARACTERS!

A/N: Well, here it is! The long-awaited Chapter 37!
Technically, I completed it last night, yet I decided to post it today instead.

Okay, I know This Chapter is not as long as much of the rest of This Story. Yet, that is because I decided to split up what would have been one giant chapter into two chapters. Why, you ask?
I want to make "Kingdom Hearts - Season OF Light" at least 70 Chapters long. I took another "projection-reading" a few weeks ago and realized I might only have enough PLANNED content to last up to about 65 to 68 Chapters. Somehow, I had miscalculated the number of Chapters I had laid out in the Storyline Summary.
That is why I had to split up Chapter 37 into Chapter(s) 37 And 38.

Either way, I believe this "spitting up" actually worked out well in the end. After all, This Chapter DOES contain a straight-through Story Arc of its own - just like what is typically done in a professional story.
What I mean is, it seems like some of the most-successful Chapter-based stories have Chapters that contain a 3-ACT Story Structure for each Chapter. Combine them all together, and you have a full tale of something.
Personally, I like this concept since it allows for steady character growth/development.

I wanted to take a minute or two to give a Moment of Silence for the Late Actor, Don Rickles (May 8TH, 1926 TO April 6TH, 2017; AGE 90).
He was the voice of Mr. Potato Head in the Disney-Pixar "'TOY STORY'" Movies. John Lasseter, Steve Jobs, and the others from Pixar wanted him to play the character because they considered him a "'COMEDY TREASURE'" and did not want an entire generation to not know who he was.
He also made LOTS of guest appearances in Classic Shows, including (yet certainly not limited to), "'Get Smart'", "'The Lucy Show'", "'The Dick Van Dyke Show'", and "'Gilligan's Island'".

It turns out, he was best friends with Bob Newhart, the actor who voiced Bernard in Disney's "'The Rescuers (1977)'" and Disney's "'The Rescuers Down Under (1990)'".

FUN FACT: When others asked about his plan of retirement, Don Rickles told them, "'I'm in good health. I'm working better than I ever have. The audiences are great. Why should I retire? I'm like a fighter. The bell rings and you come out and fight. My energy comes alive. And I still enjoy it.'"

Once more, REST IN PEACE, DON RICKLES.
-GIVES SEVERAL LONG MINUTES OF SILENCE-

Anyways, before I let you go, I wanted to add some "'SPECIAL TRIVIA'" for all you Disney Fans out there!
So, Can You Name All The Original Cast Members From Disney's "'The Many Adventures of Winnie The Pooh (1977)'"? Here's a list of the Characters I would like you to try to guess who the original actor(s)/actress(es) were!

The Narrator, Winnie The Pooh, Piglet, Tigger, Eeyore, Owl, Gopher, Roo.

...Maybe I should list them all out - at the END of This Chapter!

Until then, PLEASE READ TO YOUR HEART'S CONTENT! PLUS, PLEASE REVIEW, TOO!

CHAPTER 37
"Our Thanksgiving Day"

"Every season brings a reason to be cheerful (cheerful)
Every season brings a reason, you should smile (smile)
When the leaves start falling all around you
There's the scent of autumn in the air
Oh, what a happy reason to be grateful that you're there! (ooh)
So every season brings a reason to be giving (every season)
Giving thanks for all the good things that we share
Now it's fun to get together
In the breezy autumn weather
It's a wonderful gift beyond compare!"

The song faded out as the glare dispersed. Amemi opened her eyes and sat up. She looked around, seeing she was once again lying on the enormous white space. When she saw the thick, black shapes arranged in neat lines, the sandy-haired girl knew she was back inside the world of that book — the one she had been pulled into before with Sora.

Speaking of Sora, where was her brother? Amemi stood up and started to walk across the page. This place now felt much larger than before. She remembered her shock when she had first been transported into this volume of text. The instant she had learned she and her brother were inside a book, she had been well beyond amazed. Talk about a story coming to life!

"Amy!"

Amemi spun her focus to the left. There was Sora, running over to her current position. "C'mon!" he said, grabbed her hand. "It's over here!"

Before his sister could react, Sora raced for the nearest illustration. Amemi immediately found herself being yanked along as the brown, spikey-haired youth rushed along the page. For a few seconds, she found herself floating in mid-air. Of course, that had been when Sora had hopped over the binding between the two pages. He stopped before a large picture depicting a wide clearing in a forest.

"Here it is," Sora announced. He turned to his right. He looked down. Amemi was on her knees trying to catch her breath. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Amemi responded. She returned to her feet and crossed her arms. "You need to slow down when you're excited. I can't keep up with you."

Sora pounded the side of his chest with his fist. "What'd you expect?"

Amemi had to shake her head and smile. She could tell her older brother was being as naïve as ever. At least, that was the way she perceived his behavior. Back home, Sora used up most of that energy in his competitions with Riku. She had once gotten dizzy watching the two zoom around and around the seashore in a twelve-lap long race. Kairi and her had outlined the course using seashells and seaweed that had washed up onto the beach.

She recalled how Sora had stumbled over a shell at one point. Once or twice, Riku had slipped on a piece of seaweed and lost his lead for a while. In the end, Riku had still managed to win, which had resulted in Kairi and Amemi both cheering him on. Even that other girl, Selphie, cheered along.

Deep down, Amemi wished she had consoled a jealous Sora to keep practicing and eventually try again. However, that had not happened. Rather, Sora had basically stated he was going to "even the score" someday.

As all this flashed through her mind, Amemi turned to Sora. "Are you ready to jump into this drawing?" she asked, recalling that was how they had entered this world before.

Sora gave a nod. "Yeah!"

Amemi smiled brighter. "I wonder how Pooh, Piglet, Tigger, and Rabbit are doing?"

Sora grabbed her hand. "There's one way to find out."

He counted to three. As he reached the third number, the two bent down and leaped into the air. They magically found themselves descending into the illustration.

Sora and Amemi were back in The 100-Acre Wood.

Just as the drawing had shown, the inside of the illustration led straight into a large clearing in the middle of the forest. The trees all around Sora and Amemi bore yellow, orange, and brown leaves. Some of them were coming off and falling to the ground.

Amemi shivered as a cool wind blew through the area. She checked to see if her jacket was zipped. "It feels like Fall," she commented.

Sora gave a nod. To Amemi's surprise, the young man did not seem disturbed by the difference in temperature. Rather, he looked better than he had in a long time. "I wonder where everyone is?" he asked out loud.

Amemi looked around their immediate position. He eyes landed onto a long, wooden table surrounded by matching chairs. She pointed to it. "Look, Sora!"

Sora turned to see what his sister was looking at. When he saw the table and chairs, the Keyblade wielder also spotted Pooh and Piglet heading for the furniture. He headed for them. Amemi was directly on his heels.

"Hey there, Pooh Bear!" Sora waved as the pair reached the table.

Pooh turned his eyes to the brown-headed youth and smiled. "Hello, Sora! You're just in time to help us celebrate Thanksgiving Day!"

Amemi was taken aback. "Thanksgiving?"

Sora smiled. "What are you doing to celebrate?"

Pooh giggled. "We're having a Thanksgiving dinner."

That was when Piglet placed a small plate onto the table. "Haycorns," he said, indicating the tiny acorn-like nuts on his plate. "A-A rather small plate, I'm afraid… from a rather small animal."

Amemi had to smile. The sound of something rolling her way drew her attention. There was Gopher, rolling a wooden barrel towards the table. The sandy-headed teenager stepped to one side, allowing Gopher to pass. He saluted to her. "Hey there, mi-ss! Nice to s-ee you again!"

Amemi nodded. Like before, the gopher's "S" sounds always came out with a whistle. She had expected that this time.

Gopher turned the barrel on end. "Got the lemonade! Fifty-two point s-ix gallons! I work in volume," he leaned in close to Piglet and Amemi. "That'-s my s-ecret."

Amemi gave another nod. She was not sure how Gopher was able to fit such a quantity of lemonade into a single barrel. That container looked too small to contain almost fifty-seven gallons of anything!

A large, brown owl with greyish patches around the eyes landed onto the middle of the table. "Biscuits!" he declared, holding up a shiny plate with a matching cover. "From a recipe passed down by my Great-Uncle Torbet — a dashing, good cook, who once made a three-minute egg in a mere forty-five seconds!"

Amemi nearly jumped back. She instantly found herself staring at the owl. "What?"

Sora shook his head and strolled over. "He's Owl."

Amemi wanted to roll her eyes, yet she simply gave a short nod. She felt something nudge her from behind. The teenage girl turned around to find a grayish donkey with a black mane, light-grey muzzle, droopy eyes, long ears, and a tail with a pink bow nailed onto its backside. The donkey held up a small bag in its mouth. Amemi held out her hands and the donkey put it into them.

"Thistles," the donkey informed her. "Enough for everybody… course no one will like them but me."

Amemi was bit astonished. This donkey sounded very gloomy. It felt like the creature had never had a positive thought in their mind. "…Thank you?" she said at last.

Sora turned to see who his sister was talking to. He smiled. "Hi, Eeyore! How've you been?"

"Been better," Eeyore sighed.

Owl and Eeyore both turned their focus to Amemi. "Who might this lovely gal be?" Owl inquired.

Gopher hopped onto the table and squinted into the sandy-haired girl's shiny, blue eyes. "She looks like a nice gal," he concluded.

Amemi stepped back. She bumped into Sora, who grabbed her arms to help her maintain her balance. Sora had to grin. "This is Amy," he introduced, gesturing to his sister. "She's my sister."

"Ho ho!" Owl declared. "The more the merrier, I always say!"

Gopher beamed. "It's a pleasure to meet a gal like you!"

"Welcome to our celebration," Eeyore sighed. "Not that there's anything to celebrate."

Amemi had to smile. She could tell Sora had made some good friends in this world at one time or another. Knowing this made things seem much better. Having been unconscious for a few hours, the nearly-fourteen-year-old girl had felt a little worried — especially after all those strange images had flashed before her eyes. She was not sure as to what had happened. Just that it did not really matter anymore.

In fact, being here in this world might be just what she needed. "Thanks," she said. "It's nice to meet you, too!"

"Make way!" a familiar voice shouted from the edge of the forest. Before anyone had a chance to react, a tiger came bouncing into the clearing. It did not take two seconds for Amemi to recognize Tigger. "Hold Thanksgiving!"

Tigger stopped when he reached the table and threw down a container of chocolate ice-cream. "The Hot-Chocolate-y Ice-Cream is here!" he proclaimed.

He had slammed the container down so hard, some of the ice-cream splashed around. Some of it landed onto Amemi's pink skirt. She gave a sigh of irritation.

Pooh took a deep breath as he admired everyone being around him. "Now, everything's as it should be," he said. His smile faded. "Or world be. We're only lacking…. "

"Just a moment!" called out another familiar voice. Everyone whirled their focus towards the source of the voice. Into the clearing strode Rabbit, his arms full of papers, pencils, pointers, and an easel.

Pooh sighed. "…Rabbit."

Rabbit marched up to the table and swiftly swept his eyes across the various items on it. "Honey? Haycorns? Ice-cream?" he chuckled, handing his supplies over to Sora and Amemi. "My, my, my, my! No, no, no, no! This isn't right at all! This is not what Thanksgiving's about!"

Pooh, Piglet, Tigger, Eeyore, Gopher, and Owl all exchanged looks of puzzlement. Sora and Amemi did the same. What in this world was Rabbit talking about? "But Rabbit," Pooh spoke up. "I thought that…. "

Rabbit strolled over to Pooh and placed his arm around the bear. "I know, Pooh Bear," he said. "And that's why you have no business thinking. But, now I'm here to do it for you."

Tigger scowled. "What's wrong with honey, and haycorns, and Hot-Chocolate-y Icey-Cream?!"

"Why, nothing short of everything," Rabbit continued. He proceeded to take everything off the table.

Sora dropped the easel and pointers from his hands. "What's it about then?" he inquired.

"Why, it's about tradition, custom, habit, and routine!" Rabbit announced. "Defined and refined over many, long years! Oh — it's about grand dinners with turkey, and cranberry dressing, the once-a-year plates, and, ooh! Pumpkin pie!"

Sora and Amemi both glanced at each other. It was clear neither one of them could tell where Rabbit had come up with such an explanation. Then again, this was a different world than where they were from. Having been here before, Sora was sure this was all normal.

Amemi, on the other hand, was not so easily convinced.

"Why, without these things, Thanksgiving is nothing," Rabbit pressed on. "No more than a chilly Thursday."

Amemi felt completely perplexed. Where had Rabbit come up with such a concept? It sounded like something she would have heard on her favorite show. True, there had been an episode focused on Thanksgiving. Still, it showed the same stuff Rabbit was talking about.

Maybe he had a valid point? It seemed more possible the more she pondered about it.

"Hmm," Gopher thought aloud. "S-ounds like you're onto s-omethin' there."

"H-He is?" Piglet asked.

Pooh leaned in close to Sora. "Is he?"

"Even if he isn't," Eeyore said in his usual gloomy way. "He is."

The others all looked beyond stumped. Tigger stepped over to Rabbit had fell to the ground before him. "Oh," he cried out, grabbing the bunny's leg as though pleading for mercy. "If you hadn't told us, we never would've known! How can we ever thank ya?"

Rabbit pulled himself free from the tiger's grip. "You can't," he said. "But don't worry. It just happens, I jotted some thoughts on this very matter, if you care to see."

Everyone turned their eyes to Sora. Amemi was a bit surprised to see so much attention being focused on her brother. It seemed as though the spikey-haired young man was considered some type of sage among the residents of this world. Like he was a know-it-all to them. She was not sure how this was possible, considering Sora's latest report card.

Sora shrugged. "Well… I guess it's worth a shot."

Rabbit grinned. "Well… if you insist."

He scooped up his large notepad from the ground and placed it onto the easel he had just placed into the upright position. He grabbed one of his pointers and flipped the blank page over. He used the pointer to read each of the half-scribbled words on the huge sheet of paper. "'Rabbit's helpful guide to celebration organization'," he read. He flipped to the next page. "Part one — duties and responsibilities."

He pointed his pointer at Tigger and Eeyore. "Tigger and Eeyore, you will gather cranberries for the sauce."

Tigger saluted. He seized a burlap sack and clutched it tightly in his arms. "Say no more, long ears!" he declared with enthusiasm. "We'll get a whole bush-full of berries or my name's not Tee-eye-double-guh — TIGGER!"

The tiger bounded away down a path into the woods. Eeyore slowly followed, his sloth-y feet dragging along behind.

Rabbit spun his attention to Gopher and Amemi. "Gopher and Amemi, you two will provide a pumpkin pie dessert."

He handed Amemi a rolled-up parchment. The sandy-haired teenager grabbed it by the end, allowing the parchment to unfurl onto the ground.

"Yes-iree!" Gopher proclaimed. "We'll get right on it!"

The two headed for Rabbit's Howse. Rabbit then turned to Owl and headed him a stack of dishes, plates, cups, and silverware. "Owl, you'll see that the dinnerware is cleaned and polished."

Rabbit grinned brightly. "I'll see to the decorations."

He then whirled his focus over to Sora, Pooh, and Piglet. "And as for you three, to you falls the most-vital duty of all."

Sora's eyes lit up. "Really?"

Rabbit nodded. "It's the thing everyone so looks forward to seeing on the table."

"Honey?" Pooh asked.

Rabbit scowled in annoyance. "Turkey."

"E-Excuse me, Rabbit," Piglet spoke up. "But, did you say, uh, t-t-t-t-t?"

"'Turkey'," Rabbit finished.

Through the corner of his eye, Sora thought he saw Pooh grinning. "Oh, yes, of course! A turkey!" he chuckled for a few moments. Then, his giggles ceased. "What's a 'turkey'?"

Rabbit looked down in irritation. He rushed over to the notepad and flipped the page. The next sheet showed an illustration of a roundish animal with elliptical feathers, a round head with an angry beak, and chicken-like feet.

Sora stared at the drawing for a couple seconds. It almost seemed like he had drawn this picture himself. He was not the best artist, let alone writer. His penmanship was terrible. Even so, his cursive was a lot more legible than his printing. His best drawings seemed to come along whenever he was dreaming during a major test or popcorn-quiz.

Rabbit slapped his hand against the paper. "This is a turkey! The absolute, one hundred percent, single, most-crucial," he grabbed his ears, his eyes wild in shock. "Crucially, critical, immensely important part of the whole, entire holiday!"

Sora felt a little confused as to why Rabbit was getting so ecstatic over such things. Just because Pooh did not understand what something was did not mean the bunny had to exaggerate beyond belief. He decided to shove the unnecessary contemplation aside and go along with everything still.

Pooh's eyes lit up for less than a nanosecond. "Oh yes. That sort of turkey."

Rabbit marched up to Sora and handed him a large, brown sack. "Here. You'll need this."

Pooh turned to Piglet. "Aren't you ready, Piglet?"

Sora noted Piglet's hesitation. "Y-Yes, Pooh Bear," the tiny animal replied. "I'm not."

Sora smiled. "We'll be fine," he assured his friends. "C'mon. Let's go catch us a turkey."

Pooh reached out his hand. Piglet took it. The two followed Sora down a path into the woods. Once they had gone a long way, the group noticed how deep the shadows were getting. For a moment, Sora though he sensed Darkness in the air. One sniff, and he was convinced it was all in his head. There was no Darkness in this world. It was too full of Innocence.

Too full of Light.

"Pooh Bear," Piglet said after a few minutes had passed. "Do you believe turkeys are among the f-f-fiercer creatures?"

"Well," Sora started to say. "I don't think they're…. "

"Some are, Piglet," Pooh interrupted. "The fiercer ones tend to be rather much so, while the ones that aren't are far less."

This seemed to make Piglet quiver. "Where do you suppose we'll f-f-find them?" he inquired.

"I think they might be in a number of places, Piglet," Pooh explained.

Sora screeched to a halt in his tracks. "Like where?" he asked, a little puzzled.

Pooh and Piglet stopped and turned to him. "They often lurk about in bushes," Pooh informed the other two. "But it's the ones in trees you really have to be careful of. Although, they say the swimming ones are, by far, the most dangerous."

"D-D-Dangerous?" Piglet gulped.

Sora summoned his Keyblade. "Don't worry!" he said, placing the weapon over his right shoulder. "If anything attacks us in these woods, let me handle it."

Pooh seemed to be smiling as he continued. "A turkey may be lurking in the trees, ready to attack us with a jump, with boney arms and legs and knees, enormous eyes, and one big hump."

Piglet scurried up to Sora in alarm. "Oh, d-d-d-dear! I think a humpback turkey might be d-d-dangerous."

"Oh," Pooh chuckled. "We don't even know if he has got one."

"Really?" Sora asked.

"But, won't he be very awfully strange to us?" Piglet whimpered.

Pooh continued down the path. "We'll never know until we've caught one."

Sora and Piglet trailed the bear deeper into the woods. Deep down, Sora wondered if turkeys actually did reside in this forest. He had never seen any such creatures in this world before. Then again, there might be many other animals living here somewhere.

He recalled what Tigger, Rabbit, and the others had said back in the Sleeping Worlds. All that talk about "Heffalumps" and "Woozles" had made him feel a little mystified and nervous. Of course, there had also been a "Skullasaurus" mentioned, too. He was not sure if such creatures did exist here. Only that they might have in the Realm OF Sleep.

Pooh slowed to a stop. "Sora, Piglet, I have had a thought," he said aloud. "Or, so I think. And, what I have thought is this."

"What is it, Pooh?" Sora asked.

Pooh turned to face the pair. "If we cannot find a turkey, perhaps the turkey shall have to find us."

Piglet gulped louder than ever. "That, Pooh Bear, is precisely w-what I'm afraid of."

Pooh smiled. "What I mean to say, Piglet, is that one cannot trap a turkey without first having a trap."

The group continued down the path. Sora allowed his Keyblade to disappear. He started to wonder what Amemi was up to as of late….

Rabbit's Howse seemed small from the outside, yet large on the inside. Amemi and Gopher were busy at the round table near the middle of the area. Owl was at the nearby sink, washing each and every piece of dinnerware Rabbit had given him.

"Ah," Owl said out loud as he squeaked another plate clean. "So clean, it squeaks! Reminds me of the time Aunt Ofelia joined the royal opera."

Amemi watched as Gopher carried several large pumpkins to the table and placed onto the red tablecloth. "Where did you get so many?" she finally questioned, feeling a bit like a miniature Ms. Question.

"Buy bulk," the gray-haired animal answered. "That'-s my motto!"

Amemi wanted to roll her eyes. Nothing in this world would ever make sense to her. It made even less sense than her favorite show. She recalled all the times WordGirl and Becky would give funny looks at something or other because it did not follow the rules of common sense.

Gopher started measuring the pumpkins with a measuring tape. "Gotta be s-ome efficient way to process-s all these pumpkin-s."

Amemi shook her head. She leaned against the wall and folded her arms. "Making dessert with living stuffed animals," she remarked with a smile. "Some blast of a lifelong dream this is."

Gopher's eyes lit up. "That'-s it! I'll blast!"

Amemi's eyes grew wide when she saw Gopher hurry away and return with two sticks of dynamite and an explosive charger. She waved her arms in front of her face. "Wait!" she declared. "This isn't how you make—!"

KA-BOOM! BLAM!

The dynamite went off the instant Gopher pressed down on his plunger. In a matter of moments, the entire house was covered with sticky pumpkin juice and leftover pulp and seeds. Gopher went around scooping some of it into a large pie tray.

Amemi sighed in irritation. Some of the pulp was stuck to her hair, jacket, and skirt. She had to watch her step as she stepped to the sink and grabbed a towel. She cleaned off her jacket and skirt as much as possible. She then proceeded to wipe it through her hair. "This is going to take a while," she sighed deeply.

"Ah," she heard Owl say as he finished cleaning another plate. "So clean, one could very nearly eat off it!"

Gopher started to stir in some pepper and sugar into the pie plate of pumpkin slop. He tasted some of it and paused. "Need-s another half-a-jalapeño, and a tad more turmeric."

He tossed in a jalapeño pepper and dumped in something else from a jar. Amemi watched as the mixture in the pie plate began bubbling and shaking. It almost seemed to be the hot spring of a volcano about to erupt. "Yes-iree!" Gopher declared with delight. "That'-s what I like! A dessert with attitude!"

He grabbed the spoon from the mixture. Half of the utensil melted away in a flash.

The sight made Amemi cover her mouth. True, she had seen some very active hot springs on the main island back home. Yet, she had never seen food behave in such a way. It looked like something straight out of someone's stoma— she did not want to think about it!

Gopher wheeled in a pair of containers full of chemicals and proceeded to use a torch on the pie plate. "Once I crank 'er up to two thousand centigrade-s, thi-s baby'll be done in no time!"

Amemi had to look away and shield her eyes from the flashing flame. She hoped Sora was having better luck than she was now….

The shadows in the woods were much darker now than before. Sora, Pooh, and Piglet were busy using some shovels they had found beside a tree and digging a hole for their turkey-trap. Sora was not sure why they needed to do so much work. He was just going along with everything. This was nothing new for him. He did the same thing all the time back home.

"H-How will we know we've built a proper turkey trap?" Piglet asked suddenly.

"I rather doubt we will," Pooh responded. "Until we've trapped a proper turkey."

"And, Pooh Bear?"

"Yes, Piglet?"

"H-How shall we get out?"

The three stopped digging and gazed straight up. The walls of dirt around them were too steep to climb. They had dug down at least ten feet without stopping.

"Bother," Pooh sighed.

Sora sighed deeper than usual. It was going to take a long time to dig their way out of this mess. He stabbed his Keyblade into the ground and used it to pull himself to the top of the hole.

Once back on top of the soil, the young man spun around and lowered his Keyblade's blade back down. "Grab on," he called.

Pooh grabbed the silver blade. Piglet grabbed Pooh's hand, his other hand wrapped around the pair of shovels. Sora groaned as he lifted the them out of the hole and back to solid ground.

"W-What will we do now?" Piglet worriedly asked.

Sora sighed. He was not sure how they would catch anything like a turkey. Had Rabbit simply sent them on a wild goose chase?

Pooh wandered into the nearby bushes. "Look!" he declared in delight.

Sora and Piglet hurried over. Sora used his hands to part the branches of the bush before them. To his surprise, a trail of pinkish berries was lying on the ground. It almost looked as though someone had purposely left them behind on purpose.

Wait a second…. Was he starting to think like Pooh and the others?

Pooh gathered an armful of berries. "Maybe turkeys like berries as much I like honey," he told the other two.

Sora shrugged. "Okay," he said, still deciding to stick to his "just go along with it" rule. He reached out and grabbed two handfuls of berries. He was careful not to squeeze to hard. If he did — even by accident — there would be berry juice all over his fairy new fighting gloves.

Piglet raced out, grabbed some berries, and returned to Sora and Pooh. The three headed back to the clearing where they had been digging that hole.

Knowing they needed some kind of contraption to serve as a trap, Sora snatched some vines from a nearby tree. He wrapped them around a few times until he had a coil of makeshift rope in his hands. This was easy for him, having made all of the rope for the raft a few years ago. Riku may have built the deck and mast, but Sora himself had added the sail and the rope.

He still could not forget how panicked Kairi had seemed to get whenever the spikey-headed youth had scaled the mast to check the ropes. Riku had been forced to reassure the auburn-haired girl everything was alright, but Kairi continued to remain uncertain about what would become of Sora should he fall from the tall column of wood.

"Here," he told his friends. "Let's use this."

Pooh and Piglet nodded. The two stuffed animals opened the large, brown sack and helped Sora tie it to a long branch up above. After a few more ropes and some more tying, Sora, Pooh, and Piglet placed all the berries they had found into the middle of the sack. "There," the seventeen-year-old Keyblader said at last. "Now, let's hide."

The three hid in some bushes less than seven feet away from their trap. Time seemed to pass slowly as they waited. Sora took out his cellular phone and started to play a game he had recently downloaded while back at Kim's house in Middleton.

The game was a lot of fun, especially for him. In it, he played as a kid wielding a sword that seemed to resemble his Keyblade, only different in design. He went around to various places and defeated enemies through a storyline-worth of quests. By equipping different medals to his weapon, he could perform various actions. He liked the different animated characters featured on each medal.

For some reason, many of the characters seemed to resemble the multitude of friends he had made throughout his adventures. He shoved the idea aside as a complete coincidence. After all, who had ever heard of a video game being based on your own life? Then again, it would be pretty cool if he could play a game that was all about his travels in this universe. Even getting to use a Keyblade in a game sounded like fun. Plus, he would not have to break a sweat. The character in the game would be doing all the work. He relaxed, dreaming what such a game would be like.

As he laid back, Sora found his eyes starting to close. The game switched off, allowing him to put his cellular phone away.

A loud GROWL filled the air. Sora jolted upright. "Huh?"

"Wha-Wha-What was t-t-that?" Piglet whimpered.

Pooh chuckled. "That was my stomach, Piglet," he rubbed his tummy. "It must be near time for dinner as I've grown a bit rumbly in the tumbly."

Piglet continued to keep watch. Sora sighed and laid back down in the patch of leaves on the other side of the bushes. Just as he was about to take out his cellular phone again, there was a sudden snap of a stick, followed by the sound of viney ropes moving. A series of muffled noises came from nearby.

The three sat up in a heartbeat, their eyes peeled for anything.

Piglet grabbed Pooh's arm. "Wha-Was that your stomach, Pooh?"

Pooh shook his head. "I don't think so."

Instantly, Piglet dove into Pooh's shirt through the latter's sleeve. He hid in the collar, his head and ears being the only things sticking out.

Sora and Pooh clambered out of the bushes and looked straight up. Pooh grinned in delight. "Oh, yes!"

Piglet slid out of the bear's red T-shirt and landed onto the ground. "Oh, d-d-d-dear!" he worriedly stammered, grabbing the sides of his face.

"Wha—!" was Sora's immediate reaction.

Dangling in the branches above them, where they had intended the trap to snare its prey, was the large, brown sack. The sack was bulging all over. Something inside was making all the noise. It was moving around wildly. Whatever was inside was probably trying to escape.

He nodded. "C'mon. Let's get this… whatever it is back to Rabbit's Howse."

Rabbit was all alone in the meadow, only twenty yards away from his house. The long table was still covered by its clean, white tablecloth. Only now, he had put some festive decorations on it. A paper cornucopia was positioned at the middle of the table. Several colorful streamers were hanging up above. A papier-mâché turkey was dangling nicely from the middle of where the streamers crossed, forming a giant "X"-shape above his head.

"An amazing accomplishment! Absolutely astonishing! Altogether astounding," he marveled, an enormous grin showing on his face. "If I do say so myself. This will surely be the happiest of Thanksgivings."

Rabbit swept his eyes this way and that way. No one was in sight. He reached into a "pocket" in his fur and pulled out a large bronze watch. "Only five minutes 'til noon," he realized. "What has become of them?"

He plopped himself down in a chair to wait. He did not have to wait for long.

"Coming through!" Gopher shouted as he rushed out of the house and across the meadow. "One s-ide! Make room! Watch your back-s!"

Amemi followed him, the steaming hot pie in her hands. The pie plate was too hot to handle, even with oven mitts. She had to balance it back and forth as she hurried over to the table. "Ouch!" she yelped for the fiftieth time.

They reached the table in less than a minute. Amemi gently put the pumpkin pie down before a surprised Rabbit. The sandy-haired teenager hastily blew gusts of cool air onto her burning palms. "I'm never cooking with a gopher again," she commented, returning her attention to the sticky pulp still caught in her hair.

"I say," Owl called as he sped over, a stack of clean dishes, cups, and silverware in his arms. "Might someone lend a hand here?"

Rabbit put his hands together with glee. Everything was going perfectly according to plan. The party might be able to go on as planned after all.

"Oh, Rabbit?" called a voice from the nearby woods.

Rabbit swung his head around. There were Sora, Pooh, and Piglet, dragging the brown sack over to the table. The constantly bulging sack indicated they had succeeded in catching a turkey.

"Oh, ho-ho!" Rabbit cheered. "You've done it! Now we can have a proper Thanksgiving!"

Sora and Pooh lifted the sack with all their might and shoved it onto the table. Everyone stared at the rapidly-moving bag, unsure what to do next.

"My," Rabbit said. "It is a big turkey, isn't it?"

Pooh looked a little nervous. "And rather loud."

Piglet was ducking down beside the table. "And somewhat, f-f-f-fierce," he cowered even lower when the sack's shadow loomed his way.

"And heavy," Sora added, rubbing his right arm. "Feels like there's two turkeys in there."

"Two turkeys?" Piglet darted away from the table and hid by Amemi's blue tennis shoes.

"Still," Rabbit stated, glancing at everyone else. "I suppose we should open it. Gopher, go ahead."

Gopher shook his head and hands. "Nope! No can do! Not my job s-pecification-s," he turned to Amemi. "You do it."

Amemi immediately leapt back two paces. "No thank you," she rapidly stated. She turned to Owl. "Can you do it?"

Owl also looked hesitant. "Perhaps we should wait for Tigger and Eeyore to arrive," he suggested. "It's only polite, you know."

Pooh looked a little sad. "And it really wouldn't be Thanksgiving without them."

Sora gave a nod. "Yeah."

The sack started shaking more violently. The table's decorations were knocked over and some other odds and ends went flying away. There was a loud ripping sound. The sack tore open, revealing two living, stuffed animals inside.

Sora, Amemi, Pooh, Piglet, Rabbit, Owl, and Gopher all stared in astonishment. "Tigger?!" Sora declared in surprise.

"Eeyore?!" Amemi said at the same time.

Tigger turned his attention to the group below. He grinned so much, it seemed he had teeth in his mouth. "Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!" he cheered, gathering an armful of berries from the bottom of the ruined sack. "Look at all these berries we've collected!"

Without paying attention to what he was doing, Tigger accidentally stepped onto Eeyore's tail. Eeyore jumped in surprise and landed onto the end of the table. The table bounced, sending the pumpkin pie on the other end flying into the air as though it had been launched from a catapult.

Rabbit looked straight up in alarm. "Oh my! The pie!"

He rushed away to catch the soaring dessert. He bumped into Amemi, knocking the young woman into Owl. Owl stumbled backward, the stack of clean dinnerware still piled in his arms.

Rabbit rushed all around, jumping a fence twice as the pumpkin pie continued to fly through the air. He jumped onto the table and extended his arm — just in time. The pie landed gently in his hand. As Rabbit breathed a sigh of relief, Tigger hopped onto the table and slapped him in the back with a shout of, "A 'spec-tack-u-ler' catch, Long Ears!"

Rabbit tumbled off the table, his face landing directly into the pie. Pieces of pumpkin slop covered his shocked face. Sora winced at the sight. Rabbit's face was messier than his bedroom during the Summer months.

Sora nearly got knocked onto his back when Owl stumbled past him and Pooh. The owl tripped backwards over Rabbit. All the dinnerware in Owl's arms went sailing through the air. Eeyore shoved Piglet to safety as all the dishes crashed onto him. Unfortunately, the donkey had shoved Piglet too hard. The tiny animal was sent flying into the air. Poor Piglet grabbed ahold of the papier-mâché turkey and clung on for dear life. His light weight was plenty to pull down the streamers.

Sora and Amemi rushed around to catch Piglet. The two slammed straight into one another, knocking them both onto the ground. Pooh jumped over the siblings and landed onto the table. He grabbed Piglet, only to have the streamers bounce back up. The two stuffed animals were sent soaring into the air. Pooh grabbed a greenish streamer and tore it down. As he fell, Pooh grabbed the papier-mâché turkey where Piglet was dangling. Their combined weight was beyond plenty to pull down all the streamers and other hanging decorations.

"Bother," Pooh sighed.

The streamers snapped. Pooh and Piglet descended from the sky. They crashed onto the table, knocking the surface sideways and sending up a cloud of dust.

Sora and Amemi rose to their feet, shock written all over their faces. The whole area was a mess. Pieces of torn streamers and other decorations — including the papier-mâché turkey — lay strewn all around. The table was lying at an angle to the ground, its right side's legs having collapsed while the other two were still in place. The tablecloth was torn and covered in splattered berry juice. What was left of the pumpkin pie was splattered onto the ground, Rabbit's face, and a little on Sora's oversized shoe.

Everyone looked completely stunned at the display. "At least things can't get any worse," said Sora.

Rabbit was the most dismayed. "Every last little, least little thing… gone… wrecked… ruined," he sighed deeply. His ears fell. "Our Thanksgiving… is no more."

"B-B-But Rabbit," Piglet spoke up, trying to sound optimistic. "W-W-What about—?"

"See for yourself, Piglet!" Rabbit interrupted. "There is nothing to be thankful for."

"You mean," Tigger wept (very dramatically). "It's gonna be a 'Thank-less Giving'?" He grabbed Eeyore and continued to sob.

"Oh, but Rabbit," Pooh started to say. "We still have…. "

Rabbit raised his hand, cutting the bear off mid-sentence. "No, Pooh Bear. We… do… not."

Rabbit trudged away very slowly. Sora, Amemi, Pooh, Piglet, Tigger, Eeyore, Owl, and Gopher all sighed in dismay.

"Better luck next year," Eeyore said as he started to leave. "Some Thanksgiving. Reminds me of pretty much any day."

Piglet continued to whimper as he headed for his home. "Oh, dear. I-I'm afraid this really has become no more than a chilly Thursday."

Tigger dragged himself along, too saddened to bounce. "'A Happy Thanksgivin'', sure. Bein' all alone and lonesome is not somethin' that Tiggers like best."

Gopher scowled as he marched off. "And after all I did for 'em, workin' a holiday. Hmph! Should've charged them two time-s time-and-a-half for overtime!"

Owl flew away without a word. Pooh trudged away very slowly. The only ones left were Sora and Amemi.

Sora sighed deeply. All this work and there was no reward. Everyone's spirits were way down now. He was not sure if there was anything he and his sister could do to help. This was not some mini-game where you could overcome a challenge to pass it and continue the story. It was one of those situations where everything seemed hopeless.

Amemi looked around the clearing at all the damaged decorations. She approached the tablecloth and removed it from the table. Looking at all the stains and tears in the sheet, she sighed. No one had meant to make such a mess. Things just got a little out-of-hand, which resulted in a chain-of-reactions. That was what had ultimately resulted in this disaster. It seemed there would be no Thanksgiving for anybody in this world. There was no way.

Sora turned to his sister. "What're you doing?"

"We might as well clean up," Amemi sighed in return. "If there's not going to be a Thanksgiving celebration, what can we do?"

Sora paused in thought. An idea suddenly sprang into his mind. "Let's go see Pooh."

He hurried away down the path that led deeper into the forest. Amemi dropped the torn and stained tablecloth and rushed after her brother.

Pooh's Howse was located inside an enormous, wide tree in the middle of a small clearing. The branches were shedding their once-living leaves. Built directly into the trunk was a door with a rectangular frame. Above the doorway was a sign bearing the name, "Mr. Sanders" in gold letters. To the left of the sign was a little, blue bell with a string. Between the string and the door was another sign attached to the framework by a rusty nail. It read,

"RNIG ALSO"

A number of empty pots piled up beside the entranceway. The pleasant scent of something sweet drifted through the air from within.

Sora and Amemi approached the howse very calmly. There Pooh, seated on a log just outside his front door. He was holding a honey pot in his lap.

Pooh looked down and sighed. "It's a rather sad thing indeed," he admitted. "But this day has become quite like any other."

"Sorry about what happened," Sora said as the two approached.

"You don't have to apologize," Amemi pinpointed.

Pooh looked at the two and sighed as he dipped his hand into the pot and scooped out a handful of dripping honey. "I suppose this is all the Thanksgiving I shall have," he looked longingly at the golden honey. "If only I might share what little I do have."

He reached for his mouth. Before Sora and Amemi could say anything else to the bear, Pooh stared in realization. It seemed a lightbulb had suddenly flicked on in his mind. "As I suppose I could. Couldn't I?"

He grinned and hopped off his log. He turned to Sora and Amemi. "Although I'm only a bear of very little brain, I can think of no reason not."

Pooh walked away, carrying his honey pot along. Sora and Amemi watched him leave, a bit surprised. One moment they had showed up to try and find a way to resolve this dilemma. The next, Pooh was strolling away with an idea of his own.

"What just happened here?" Amemi questioned.

Sora shrugged. "I have no idea," he confessed.

The two turned and hurried after Pooh.

Rabbit sighed deeply as he worked hard to scrub the picture frame before him. Gopher's cooking had left the inside of his Howse a mess. It would take hours if not days to clean this all up. Even with the scrub brush, it would take a very, very, very, very long amount of time.

It did not matter. He had all the time he needed now that Thanksgiving was no more.

There was a loud knocking at the door. With another deep sigh, Rabbit dragged himself to the door and opened it. Sora, Amemi, Pooh, Piglet, Tigger, Eeyore, Gopher, and Owl were gathered on the other side, huge smiles on their faces.

"Hello, Rabbit!" Pooh declared.

"Whatcha waitin' for, Long Ears?" Tigger said with enthusiasm evident in his voice.

"Better hurry!" Gopher chimed in. "Food'-s gettin' cold!"

"Let's go!" Sora announced.

Rabbit was startled beyond recognition. "…What are you talking about?" he was barely able to bring out the words.

"It's Thanksgiving, Rabbit," Pooh announced.

Rabbit was shaken. How was this possible? All the decorations he had made were destroyed. The food had been ruined. There was no turkey. "B-But the decorations… the food… the party…. "

Tigger hopped in and threw his arm around the bunny. He gestured outside. "It's all right here, Long Ears!"

Sora, Amemi, Pooh, Piglet, Eeyore, Owl, and Gopher all stepped to the sides of the doorway. In the middle of the meadow, the table stood proudly upright. A tannish tablecloth had replaced the white one. Clean dinnerware was placed at each seat. A pot of honey, a small plate of haycorns, a wooden barrel of lemonade, a shiny plate of biscuits, a small bag of thistles, and a container of chocolate ice-cream were placed on the table.

"Everything except you," Pooh finished.

One look at the sight and Rabbit could not believe his eyes. There was a Thanksgiving party all set to go. True, it was not as fancy as the one he had been hoping for….

…Yet, it was still a Thanksgiving party regardless.

A smile started to form on Rabbit's face. He was feeling very pleased — indeed.

It was not long after that everyone was gathered around the table. Sora and Amemi were seated together at one end. Pooh was seated to Sora's left. Piglet sat to Pooh's left. Then there was Tigger. Rabbit sat on the opposite end of the table. To Rabbit's left was Gopher, followed by Owl and Eeyore.

Everyone was enjoying each other's food. Even Eeyore's thistles were popular. Well, at least among Tigger, Eeyore, and Gopher.

Sora had to smile at the sight. He raised his glass of lemonade and tapped against it gently with his spoon. All eyes turned to the spikey, brown-headed youth. "I recommend this Thanksgiving celebration be held in honor of our dear friend, Rabbit," he announced. "I mean, he did put in a lot of hard work into making this day possible for everyone, even if it didn't happen as he wanted it to."

"That's right," Amemi said in agreement. "Thanksgiving is a day to recognize what it is you're thankful for. For each of you, I'd say that's such loyal and hard-working friends."

Rabbit's grin grew until it became an enormous smile.

"Hear, hear!" Owl cheered.

"Three cheers for bunny-boy!" Tigger chanted as he grabbed Rabbit in a tight embrace. "Hip-hip!"

"Hooray!" everyone else called.

"Hip-Hip!"

"Hooray!"

"Hip-Hip!"

"Hooray!"

Pooh smiled brightly. "What a splendid evening," he said. "What a lovely feast."

"There's food enough to calm the most ferocious of beasts," Tigger added, digging into his ice-cream.

"I wonder why we w-worried," Piglet smiled.

"And scurried all around," Owl added.

Gopher passed Rabbit the pot of honey. "Looking for the very thing that we've already found," Rabbit declared.

Everyone seemed to break out into song. "Friends, near and far away, sharing all today, gathering to say we're thankful! Friends, friends in every way, make each and every day, Our Thanksgiving Day!"

Tigger jumped into the air with a yell of, "Hoo-Hoo-Hoo-Hoo!"

Sora smiled as he gave Amemi some ice-cream. "There's so much more than more here," he told her.

Amemi smiled and handed him some of the Haycorns from her plate. "It's altogether true."

Tigger bounded over to the two siblings and grabbed them both from behind. "And bein' all together is the bestest thing to do! Hoo-Hoo-Hoo!"

Everyone continued to chant along. "With friends, near and far away, sharing all today, gathering to say we're thankful! Friends, friends in every way, make each and every day, Our Thanksgiving Day!"

"Make each and every day," Pooh finished. "Our Thanksgiving Day!"

Everyone returned to their food. As stories passed around the table, Sora and Amemi turned to one another. Sora pointed to his sister's hair. "What's this?" he asked.

Knowing her brother was referring to the pumpkin slop from earlier, Amemi slowly shook her head. "It's a long story, Sora."

The two smiled brilliantly. They knew without a doubt, out of everything Pooh and his friends had or ever might have, the grandest gift of all was clearly that of True Friendship!

Not long after, Sora and Amemi found themselves racing one another to the compass rose. With their hands clasped together, they departed from The 100-Acre Wood, knowing the page was now restored.

A/N: I have to be honest - that last song is one of my FAVORITE Winnie-The-Pooh Songs!
In case anyone forgot, all the plotlines for The 100-Acre Wood in This Story are based on Disney's "'Winnie The Pooh: Seasons of Giving (1999)'"!

So, perhaps I should go over a few things - BEFORE I reveal the "'Answer(s)'" for the "'SPECIAL TRIVIA'" at the Start of This Chapter!
(1.) Any, and all spelling errors, (i.e., Howse) are intentional. That is the style of the world of Winnie-The-Pooh. I wanted This Chapter to reflect it as such.

(2.) Personally, I believe that is the way all the characters in The 100-Acre Wood TRULY react to one another!
Rabbit gets exasperated,
Tigger gets overly-dramatic,
Piglet whimpers a lot,
Eeyore sighs all the time,
Owl tends to go on and on about his relations,
Gopher goes about doing the simplest tasks in challenging ways,
Winnie-The-Pooh knows little and thinks of honey for just about Everything!
DO YOU AGREE OR DISAGREE?

(3.) I REALLY enjoyed including Amemi's reactions in that whole series of situations. The way she and Sora interact here actually makes me smile when I look back over all those events in This Chapter!

With all that said and done, here are the ANSWER(S) for the "'SPECIAL TRIVIA'" at the Start of This Chapter!
So, who WERE the original cast members from Disney's "'The Many Adventures of Winnie The Pooh (1977)'"? Well, I cannot tell you ALL of them - just the ones for The Narrator, Winnie The Pooh, Piglet, Tigger, Eeyore, Owl, Gopher, Roo.

The Narrator - The original Narrator was Sebastian Cabot. He was also Sir Ector in Disney's "'The Sword In The Stone (1963)'", and he was the voice of Bagheera in Disney's "'The Jungle Book (1967)'"! He is most-likely best-known for his role as the butler, Mr. French, in the Classic Show, "'Family Affair'".

Winnie-The-Pooh - Pooh was originally voiced by Sterling Holloway. He was also the voice(s) of the Cheshire Cat in Disney's "'Alice In Wonderland (1951)'", Kaa (The Snake) in Disney's "'The Jungle Book (1967)'", and Roquefort in Disney's "'The Aristocats (1970)'". He received the title of a "'Disney Legend'" back in 1991.
On the side, he was made dozens of guest appearances in several Classic Shows including (yet not limited to) "'F-TROOP'", "'Gilligan's Island'", "'The Andy Griffith Show'", and "'That Girl'".

Piglet - John Fiedler was the original voice of Piglet. I might have already said this (in Chapter 30), yet he was also the voice of Deacon Owl in Disney's "'The Rescuers (1977)'", The Porcupine in Disney's "'The Fox And The Hound (1981)'", and The Old Man [Rudy] in Disney's "'The Emperor's New Groove (2000)'".
In addition, he made LOTS of appearances on Classic Shows including "'That Girl'", "'The Odd Couple'", and "'Get Smart'". He was best-known there for playing Mr. Peterson on "'The Bob Newhart Show'".
Furthermore, he also voiced Piglet in "'Kingdom Hearts [1]'" - the ONLY original cast member to reprise their role in a KH Game!

Tigger - The one and only Paul Winchell was the original Tigger. He was also the voice of The Woodpecker/Boomer in Disney's "'The Fox And The Hound (1981)'".
Outside of Disney, he was well-known as a professional Ventriloquist. He made some guest appearances in Classic Shows including "'The Dick Van Dyke Show'".
His daughter, April Winchell, has also been deeply-involved with Disney, including providing the voice of Clarabelle Cow.

Eeyore - Ralph Wright was the original voice of Eeyore. He often did various voice-overs for Disney, most of which were background characters. However, he was also one of Walt Disney's Animation Storytellers.

Owl - The original actor for Owl was Hal Smith, who also voiced LOTS of other Disney characters. Among them were Belle's horse, Philippe, in Disney's "'Beauty And The Beast (1991)'", and Gyro Gearloose & Flintheart Glomgold in Disney's "'DuckTales'".
He was most-likely best known for his role as the town drunk, Otis Campbell, on "'The Andy Griffith Show'". He also made appearances in several other Classic Shows including (yet not limited to), "'The Brady Bunch'" and "'Hogan's Heroes'".

Gopher - Howard Morris was the original voice of Gopher. He was most-likely best-known for playing the troublemaker, Ernest T. Bass, on "'The Andy Griffith Show'". He also voiced some characters on the 1968 animated series, "'The Archie Show'", including Jughead Jones.

Roo - The original actor who voiced Roo was Clint Howard, the younger brother of Ron Howard. He also voiced Hathi Jr. (The Baby Elephant) in Disney's "'The Jungle Book (1967)'". He even voiced a character in both "'Curious George (2006)'" and "'Curious George 2: Follow That Monkey! (2010)'", which might be due to Ron Howard being one of the Executive Directors of that franchise.
As you can imagine, he also made appearances on "'The Andy Griffith Show'"; he was playing the silent Leon, the boy eating a sandwich and offering it to others.

SHEESH! That sure was a LOT of detail(s)! I HOPE you got all that!
I have nothing left to say, - EXCEPT for This Much!

"'CHAPTER 38 MIGHT ALSO BE RATHER SHORT, SIMILAR TO THIS ONE! YET, THAT DOES NOT MEAN IT ISN'T AN IMPORTANT CHAPTER!'"

So Then, I'll See You Next Time!
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REMEMBER THIS - A MINIMUM OF 214 IS REQUIRED FOR THE SEQUEL! IF 240 ARE POSTED, I WILL INCLUDE A "SNEAK PEEK" FOR THE SEQUEL ITSELF! HOWEVER, THAT/THOSE GOAL(S) MUST BE MET BY THE TIME THE-SECOND-TO-LAST-CHAPTER IS POSTED! THAT WAY, I WILL HAVE TIME TO ANNOUNCE WHETHER OR NOT EITHER GOAL WAS MET!

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