Review Responses: Marik: Ha ha. I think Barbie should have left Ken for G I Joe. What ever made you think I could possible live on a farm? sarcastically We don't have a cattle prodder thingie, apperantly Mom was afraid we'd shock eachother, I went to TSC and they don't have them with the power packs on them anymore. But I did get shocked by the quiet a few times playing with them growing up. It hurts pretty good. It's a small electical shock. If you get shocked repeatedly you get a head ache but beyond that it stings. My brother said it leaves a burn mark sometimes if the voltage is high enough. I love Seto! He's my hero! No not really but I think he's cool.

A/N: OH forgot to drop this in on the last one not that anyone cares. I got third place with the story I entered in the County Fair. giggles like a three year old on a sugar high

Modern Ideas and Old Ideals

Lilly woke up to the smell of turkey. She licked her lips at the thought of bird that had been cooked over night. Her mother had gotten up several times to bast it, even. Soon it would be joined by potatoes, corn, stuffing, pumpkin pie, and several other large hot dishes. So she rolled over to check the time, with a sigh she pushed back the covers letting the fridged air meet her. Seven in the morning on Thanks Giving. About the time she sat up something knocked her over.

"TURKEY!" cried the body that had smacked into her.

"Yes, yes, turkey. Not geroff me." she shoved Serena off the bed where she landed in a undignified heap.

"Turkey, Father Lou, the little ones, and PIE!" Serena giggled and rolled around on the ground.

"That's it no more sugar for you missy." Lilly said standing up and streaching.

"PIE PIE PIE! Big pie little pie, what begins with pie? No won't work. One pie two pies peach pie, cherry pie." Lilly shook her head. She quickly dressed for the barn pulling on her jeans over the long underwear she wore for pjs. In the hall way she met Bakura who seemed to be having a similar pie problem.

"Serena says there will be pie. Lot's of pie. She says there will be pies for everycolor of the rainbow. What do you suppose will be in the blue pie? Blue berries?" Ryou asked following his brother. Both of the boys were dressed for the barn.

"Ryou one for word about pies I'll pull your longjohns so far up that you'll be able to see them when you open your mouth." Bakura groaned.

" Bakura, what do you think makes a"

"Is the next word in that sentance pie?" Bakura asked.

"Yes."

"Then don't ask it." he hurried to catch up to Lilly who was waiting at the bottom of the steps.

"You kids run warm water to the livestock, make sure everyone has hay, and get back in here. I'm gonna need help. You know how to slice and dice don't you, dear?" Mrs. Halse asked them.

"Not really."

"I'll teach you." she sighed. Bakura and Lilly quickly pulled on their coats and headed out. It was cold, maybe upper thirites. Not quiet cold enough for snow but that didn't stop it from falling. They pulled their coats tighter around them as they treked throught the slushy snow and mud to the barns.

"How long had Ryou been up?"

"Long enough for your sister to slip him some pixie stix and MT. Dew. I've spent the last half hour hearing about pixie stix and mt.dew eat a bunch and then you'll poo. Then somehow he got off onto pie." Lilly laughed.

"I was pounced. You know like a cat does what it's hunting. She just jumped on me." Bakura laughed at her.

"Come on we best hurry up." he said bending his head down to his chest.

Nearly a hour later half frozen they stumbled in the back door followed by Chris and his parents. Mrs. Halse quickly set them to work slicing this and dicing that, stirring that and then mixing this. It wasn't until noon that she realsed them to wash up and dress for company. The pair did this and hid upstairs with the rest of the houses teens.

"I swear if I have to spend five seconds more in that kitchen I'll scream." Justin said flopping down on Lilly's bed. The girls room was considered nuteral ground and everyone seemed to gather here.

"You? I was told to bake a pumpkin pie using Grandma's recipe. Do you have any idea how hard it is to read the writing of a eighty year old woman with parkininces?" Lilly asked.

"No, I have no idea. I invented my own stuffing recipe. Grandma said to add socks. I swear that's what it said." he said begingin to toss a ball in the air and catch it repeatedly.

"What's the meaning of this holiday anyway?" Ryou askedsitting in the computer chair and spinning in circles.

"To be together with good friends, great food, and family. The three big F's." Serena answered laying on her own bed.

"That's not it. It's to thank the indians for the food." Lilly interjected.

"God was being thanked too." Justin reminded them.

"Oh like he needs thanks. You keep thanking someone and they're head will swell up and they'll think they can do anything." Lilly said.

"DUH! God can do anything."Serena said as if this was common knowledge.

"Why do you only have one god? The Greeks, Romans, Egyptians, Indians, Native Americans, Aztecs, all of them had mulitiple gods. So why make a religon with just one guy who can do everything?" Bakura asked. This had always amused him. While he put no paticular belife in any god or goddess, he was always amazed that a family like the Halses could exist.

"I don't know stupidty." Lilly mummbled. "Or ingenious."

"Because God is real. He sent his son to die for our sins." Serena said.

"Well if he's so almighty why didn't he just forgive us? Why send his son? Sounds like a spell had to be undone." Bakuara said enjoying the feud that was brewing.

"SPELL? God didn't preform magic."

"Miricales or magic? What's the difference?" he asked.

Everyone in the room stopped to think about this but before an answer was formed the door bell rang. Lilly sprung up from her spot on the floor to look out the window. She turned to annouce the arival of their final guests. The six teens ran down the stairs and threw the kitchen to lounge in the living room like they had been there all day. It was in this rush that no one noticed that Lilly had stayed in her room. She didn't like mystery. Despite what she might say. She liked things to be black and white. She wanted to beable to understand everything from the most complicated problem to kindergarden subjects. But never before had she thought about the difference between magic and miricales. So she lifted up the corner of her matterass and pulled out her Webster's. She was disappointed to find both are unexplainable occurances. Not finding an answer she went down stairs where the table was set and Luke was sitting content as ever one Bakura's lap watching some old VHS of Barney. Though Bakura seemed annoyed with the movie he wore a smile and indulged the child's fancy.

"Wiwwy!" the two little girls cried fleeing from Serena's and Ryou's laps to wrap their arms around her legs.

"Hey squirts!"

"Kids! Time to eat!" Chris' mother called.

They all went in to the dinning room Serena, Lilly, and Bakura carrying cargo. It took sometime to get everyone seated and food distrubited and then they said a quick prayer and dug in. Soon after the children were sleeping upstair tucked into Serena's bed.

"So what have you kids been up to?" Lou asked while commercials were on.

"Nothing much Father. Umm, Sir?"

"Yes Serena?" the priest asked sparring Serena the same look he gave his nieces.

"We were talking earlier what's the difference between a miricale and magic?" she asked. Mrs. Halse looked shocked and a little outraged.

"There is no difference." he answered simply.

"But sir. Magic is something done by a witch or wizard or something along that line."

"Is it not a miricale when two people fall inlove?" Serena nodded. "But we call it magic. A miricale is something science can't explain. So when a wizard like your Harry Potter or Merlin or Gandalf preforms a spell and does something impossible for the normal people like us it's unexplainable by science so isn't that magic by definitaion a miricale?" Father Lou asked.

"But surely Father you're not saying Jesus was a common mage." Mrs. Halse asked.

"No, I'm not. Jesus was real was he not? Is Harry Potter real or Merlin or Gandalf? No, that's all fiction. We except the Bible as fact. Not fiction like the wizards I just mentioned." he answered.

"Lou, why do we only have one god who can do everything while most peoples in anicient world had several gods or godess who each had a different properties?" Lilly asked.

"Lil, when I came here Father Arthur told me that I only had one thing to fear from the people on my church. Do you know what that was?"

"No Lou."

"He said I had to fear the questions my people would ask. A shepard must protect his sheep but he also must let them wander where they will. When they are in trouble he must protect them. Father Arthur told me about a paticular little girl who had once asked him what God sat on when creating the world, and who God's parents were. I can no better answer you question than I can your other questions. All I can do is assist you when you are in trouble and be here to watch over you when you're not." Lilly sighed.

Attenion was turned back to the game and the conversation was lost. She now wondered why the celebrated anything at all if three simple questions couldn't be answered. That night her mother cornered her and told her she just had to believe in somethings. If she put half the belife in God as she did in the fact that one day she'd get out of this little town she'd be perfectly fine. Lilly wasn't doubting anything.

"What do you think?"

"I think you're insane." Matt answered. Bakura rolled his eyes.

"Why worry about it now? Life is to short to waste worshipping some unseen power."

"Too short? What the Hell? It's the longest damn thing anyone can do. What can you do that's longer than life?" Matt asked Bakura who shrugged.

"Be dead?" he asked more than stated.

"Why are boys attention spans so freaking short?" Lilly asked. She managed to squeeze between a couple of lost football players and catch up with her companions.

"We have more important things to worry about than women." Bakaura said.

"Really? Like what?"

"Bringing home the bacon. To use one of your American terms."

"Dearest, you can bring home all the damned bacon you want to with out us men would have starved to death butt nake in some feild a few thousand years ago."

"Really?" Matt asked. "How do you get that?"

"Men are lazy. They need a woman constantly telling them what to do and how to do it. Even then they screw it up half the time. You couldn't cook or wash your clothes. I bet it was a woman who discovered how to use fire to the advantage of man kind."

"Well if women are so important why isn't it woman kind?"

"Egos. Men need a large ego to function properly. It's just as imporant as food or shelter. Now if you dweebs don't mind I have a class." Lilly left the two to think alone. Still trying to figure out her own problem. But winter break was comming and soon she'd beable to figure it out. Maybe Kiaba had some word on the topic she'd have to check his site when she got home.

A/N: I just finished writing this chapter and looking back over it I kinda wonder how many of you I've offended. I want to point out that the Halses are a very religous family. They go to church every Sunday and do everything they can for their fellow man. Lilly idolizes Seto Kiaba who doesn't exactly say a prayer ever unless it's a quick mumbled something to a 'divine' power to keep Yugi from kicking his ass again.