I own nothing. Guys! Seriously, it isn't that hard to think of questions! I wanted to get you all involved in the story, but fine. I'll do it myself!
"Okay, I have to ask." Young Danny said, "When did you get rid of the earring. Sam won't let me take it out until I express my individuality in non ghost or her related ways. Whatever that means"
"It means get a hobby that isn't ghost or Sam related. Let's just say that you are nothing like you mother in the hobby you choose." Adult Danny answered.
"What? Ugh! You're more confusing than same." Young Danny was just running in circles.
"My turn!" Marie interrupted. "Has Dad started doing his victory dance yet."
"Every time he gets a new high score." Young Sam answered.
"Has Tucker told Jazz about his short comings yet?" Kyle held back a laugh.
"Yes, and that was one conversation I could have done with out." Young Sam said.
"Same here." Adult Sam said.
Soon the day drew to a close. Thanksgiving was close and Sam had some shopping to do.
First was the list.
Eggs
Bananas
Milk
Gravy
Keeping Maddie out of the kitchen
Wafers
Butter
Yams
Green beans
Cranberry Sauce
Marshmallows
Soda's
Mash potatoes
Rice
Get Sam to celebrate and stop calling it a "celebration about a repressed and conquered people that our ancestors tore from their modern land"
Pumpkin Pie
Whip cream
Ham
Tofu for Sam
Salad
Corn on the cob
The paper was left on the counter. Where the very top was covered in water that Kyle accidently knocked over. He figured no one would care as long as he got rid of the soaked part. Whip cream, Ham, Tofu, Salad, and corn on the cob were the only things left on the list and they were all Danny got.