Author's Notes: Whoo. Almost at the 1000 hits for the series of drabbles point. I'll have a special little drabble especially for that one. Break down the fifth wall you know? That is how they say it right? Oh well, onto the Thanksgiving Special.

Theme: Thanksgiving

Major Note: I will say right now that Thanksgiving and other such holidays do not exist in the world of Final Fantasy 7, save New Years of course. But the world does have rough equivalents rooted in more ancient celebrations. In the case of Thanksgiving they celebrate the Harvest Festival instead, though its celebration is not wide-spread in the world. Thus Thanksgiving, although the theme of this drabble, is not mentioned, although its equivalent of the Harvest Festival is. Enjoy this Thanksgiving/Harvest Festival Special.

The Harvest Festival

"So Reeve, why did you request today off for vacation? Something special happening today?" Reno asked, his hand sneaking towards a pile of carrot sticks the elder male had just cut.

The executive laughed and smacked Reno's wandering hand away from the orange vegetable. He had been up since dawn chopping vegetables and the such, so he wasn't letting Reno ruin the work. Reno, on the other hand, had not awaken until ten, and was surprised to find his truly strange bed-fellow cooking up a storm in the kitchen.

"Yes, so keep your hands off my vegetables Reno," Reeve said, brandishing the knife in Reno's general direction.

The young Turk rolled his eyes and plopped down on a kitchen stool. "You plannin' a big dinner or something tonight? Am I invited?"

Reeve nodded as he set aside the knife so that he could move to the oven to check on the large turkey therein.

While the wandering eyes of Reno intended to check Reeve out (how could he not with this lover bent over like that?) they strayed instead to the calendar on the wall above the oven. Today's date had been circled and a full moon drawn upon it.

"Shit, don't tell me you celebrate the Harvest Festival Reeve!"

"Okay Reno," the dark haired male said, "I won't tell you."

Were the red-head not totally serious he would have laughed at Reeve's remark.

"Dude, no one celebrates the Harvest Festival anymore!"

"My family always has. Just because I live in Midgar doesn't mean I can, or want to, forget family traditions."

There was a defeated sigh from the Turk. Then a smile spread across his face. At least he'd managed to invite himself to a feast, correct? Once more the truth dawned upon him.

"Wait… This is more than enough food for you. Who are you having over?"

"My sister Renee and her husband Claude. You of course. And I was thinking about inviting Couri as well."

A shiver went through the Turk, and a scowl entered his eyes. "Why are you inviting that skank?"

Reeve, who had returned to his chopping of vegetables set aside the knife once more. "Reno, must you always use such eloquent words when referring to our mutual ex-girlfriends?"

The scowl did not dissolve. Reno hated nothing more than Couri Scytha, a slender Mideelian woman who was the only woman in history to ever dump Reno Tarshil. He had his pride to think of you know? And she had dumped him for REEVE of all people. Then again, who could blame her? He knew the most wonderful tricks… ARGH! But that wasn't the point.

"Besides, she's nice enough, and my sister insisted. They get along famously."

'Yeah,' Reno thought to himself, 'They both like pointing out your bad taste in picking me.'

What he said was, "Well I'm not coming…"

"Yes you are Reno," Reeve said, not looking up as he moved quickly to take the now cooled boiled eggs from the sink where he'd left them. The man started peeling off the shells with experienced ease. "Because if you don't then you won't get a piece of pumpkin roll…"

This statement caused Reno's jaw to drop. Reeve's pumpkin roll was something to die for. And, come to think of it, Reeve only made it once a year. Harvest Festival time that is. Odd how he hadn't noticed it before…

"But…" Reno stammered, "You'd save me a piece wouldn't you?"

"I don't know Reno, I always run out so quickly. I eat half of it by myself. And with both Couri AND my sister here, well…"

"Fine!" Reno growled. "I'll be here."

"Then help me with these deviled eggs," the older man said with a smile, "And don't mess them up too much."

With an annoyed sigh Reno moved to help his lover prepare the Harvest Festival feast. At least he knew that at the end of the day he'd have pumpkin roll to make it all worth it… And if Renee and Claude were staying at a hotel at Reeve's expense... A smile touched Reno's features at last. That would leave the house all to them for the night.

'Note to self,' Reno thought, 'Find excuse to run out today and buy more whipped cream for tonight.'