Jun proudly presented the coup de grace...the plump, golden brown turkey. Jaws dropped in amazement. Was this for real?
"She is a real hot one, is she not?" Jacques elbowed Ken gently.
Ken frowned, "What did you say?"
"She really cooks! I tied her legs, and rubbed oil all over her. What a plump breast she has! She felt like putty in my hands..."
Ken clenched his teeth. His jaw pulsed with anger. Joe , Ryu, Jinpei and Nambu noticed Jacques was getting a little too carried away talking about their Swan.
What a man! Granny blushed, batting her wrinkly, old eyes at Jacques. Damn, she wished she were sixty years younger!
Jacques grinned at Jun. "She is very good at spreading the legs and getting into the stuffing. It makes everything so much more... how do you say it? Delectable!"
"How dare you talk about my Onechan like that!" shouted Jinpei, jumping to his feet.
Jacques looked confused. "What did I say?" he asked, bewildered.
Jun flashed an angry look at her 'brothers'.
"Just because someone appreciates my cooking…" She began to cry.
Ken put his hand on Jun's shoulder.
"Don't cry, Jun." he said. "It looks terrific. Really. It does!"
It was at that moment that the internal temperature of the turkey reached 185 degrees.
The breast cracked open. The inside of the turkey hissed and crackled as smoke billowed out.
"I knew it was too good to last!" Joe crowed.
"I think she made a Science Ninja Technique: Firebird!" whispered Jinpei to Ryu.
The turkey began to shake and wobble. Was it… growing?
Everyone jumped away from the table. Could it be?
"Merde! The turkey! She is possessed!" Jacques yelled. He ran screaming from the table. A few seconds later the KNT heard the sound of the front door slamming as an eerie cry with a decidedly French accent echoed out into the night.
"Help meeeeeeeee…….."
"I thought he'd never leave!" Ken said with satisfaction.
The turkey exploded, spewing hot gravy everywhere. It was now large enough to burst through the roof of the Snack J.
"What are you waiting for, team?" asked Nambu frantically while he sheltered his Granny in his arms. "Transmute, already!"
They didn't need to be asked twice.
"Bird go!" Flashing lights heralded the team's change into Birdstyle.
Joe looked down in disgust. He had forgotten that he wasn't just wearing his civilian uniform.
A fuchsia pom-pomed penguin stared up at him. Somehow it seemed to go well with his shrunken wings.
Ryu was way ahead of him, ripping the giant snowman from his chest.
"Yeeeaaaarrrrrrghhhh!" the Owl howled, as he bull-rushed the turkey's legs.
Joe and Ken quickly followed the Owl's lead in removing their excessive garments.
The turkey was now obviously a giant Galactor mecca. It opened its beak to emit a deep, gobbling sound. Jinpei covered his ears and writhed on the ground.
"Aaaaaahhh!" he cried.
Jun didn't seem to hear the turkey's noises.
"How dare you!" she screamed at the giant fowl. "How dare you ruin my debut as a gourmet chef!" Angrily she slammed her yo-yo into the turkey's rump and let off an explosive burst.
The smell of burnt feathers filled the air. Nambu and Granny ran from what was left of the room, gasping for breath.
Nodding at the Condor, Ken leapt up to the turkey's head, only stopping to bounce once on its back. Whhssshhht!
Joe tried to follow his Commander. But with his shrunken wings he only managed to clamber up awkwardly.
"Bird Rang!" yelled Ken as he arced his weapon to hit the turkey's right eye. Simultaneously, Joe threw three feather shurikens into its left eye.
The mecca didn't like that at all. It began to shake and tremble as its feathers split apart. Ken and Joe had to leap to the ground as razor-sharp spikes emerged all over the turkey's body.
The spikes began to spurt a steaming hot, red substance into the air.
"Aaaagggghhh!" It burns!" cried Jinpei as some of the red liquid splashed onto his face.
He lay there like a slug. It was his only defense.
"Here, use this!" cried Ken, and he tossed the remnants of his partridge sweater to the Swallow.
"Finally! A good use for Granny's sweaters!" quipped Jinpei.
Jun was still fuming over her ruined dinner, delivering drop kicks to the turkey's charred behind, oblivious to the toxic environment.
Jinpei lunged for Joe's cable gun, aiming for the turkey's head.
"No! Jinpei! You'll shoot your eye out!" screamed the Swan.
Heedless of his big sister's words, Jinpei shot the gun. It recoiled and sprung back, hitting him in the face.
"Oh, FUDGE…….." he cried.
Only he didn't say fudge. He said the word. The f-dash-dash-dash word.
"Damnit Jinpei! How many times have we told you not to swear?" yelled Joe, smacking the Swallow on the back of the head and snatching his weapon back. "And what the hell is with you taking my gun again?"
Ryu licked some of the red substance off of his finger.
"Hey, guys!" he exclaimed, "It's cranberry sauce!"
"So how, exactly, does that piece of information help us?" Joe snarled.
Ryu ignored the Condor.
"Actually, it's pretty bad cranberry sauce." he mused, as he sampled more of the red liquid that was scattered across his uniform. "Still, it beats Granny's fruitcake!"
With a loud squawk, the turkey turned and fixed its wounded eyes on Ryu.
"What did I say?" the Owl asked nervously.
"Fruitcake!" shouted Ken, "You were talking about the fruitcake!"
The turkey began to stomp excitedly.
"The fruitcake!" yelled Jun. Quickly, she ran to the kitchen, yanking open her pantry door.
Seven years worth of fruitcakes spilled out onto the floor. Grabbing the closest one, she tossed it like a Frisbee toward the turkey's head.
Snap! The mecca's beak opened and gulped down the fruitcake.
"To the fruitcakes!" yelled Jinpei as he dashed after Jun. He began tossing fruitcakes into the turkey's mouth.
Joe, Ken and Ryu eagerly joined in. The turkey ate the noxious baked goods as fast as the KNT could toss them. When they ran out Jinpei sped over to the cranberry-soaked remnants of their tree and grabbed the most recent fruitcake vintage.
When the turkey had eaten the last fruitcake, it emitted a giant belch that shook the room.
Uuuuurrrrrrrpppppp!
"Man! That's nasty!" declared Ryu as he waved his hand in front of his face.
The turkey's face began to take on a pained look. Its head rotated in slow, dizzy circles until it turned and crashed to the ground.
"Granny's fruitcake saves the day!" cried Jinpei.
It appeared that the turkey's appetite had been its downfall. Its stomach exploded in a burst of fruit-scented flame.
"I guess he forgot to drink his Ovaltine!" said Ryu.