Raj, Leonard and Penny
"Raj, what are you most grateful for?"
"Being with good friends on Thanksgiving."
"Aww." Penny cooed.
"And this beer. It is really good." Raj added, holding up the dark brown bottle for evidence.
Trying not to smile, Penny turned to Leonard. "How about you, sweetie?"
"Having you in my life." Leonard answered, feeling a swoop of joy as Penny's green eyes crinkled in happiness. Raj cleared his throat. "And you, Raj, I didn't forget you."
"I was kidding you, dude! Hey, Penny, what are you most grateful for?"
"For all you guys. This sound really cliched, but you are my family. I don't know where I'd be without you." Finishing her sentence she drew her arms around the two males and pulled them towards herself for a hug.
"Penny, how much have you had to drin-?" Raj tried to ask.
"I'm being serious."
"Oh. Well, we've always liked having you in our lives."
"I know. Leonard told me."
She held them against her for several seconds and then abruptly released them and reached for the remote. "Yeuch! Twilight sucks.." she muttered, provoking an outraged and shocked expression from Raj.
Sheldon and Amy
It was 7:00am. Amy had slept considerably well for the night and was now dreaming that a large bear was shaking her shoulder.
"Amy!"
That was odd. As far as she was aware, bears had no ability or need for speech. The bear shook her again. That was another thing. Even a weak bear was capable of shaking someone more forcefully than that.
"AMY!"
Sheldon pursed his lips as Amy's eyes fluttered into consciousness. "Finally! I was afraid you had a concussion!"
"I dreamed of a bear. Was that you?"
"You didn't knock your head did you?"
"No."
"Oh, good."
"Why did you wake me?"
"I just listened to the forecast. There's going to be heavy snow in 7 hours."
"How is this important? Pasadena is less than two hours away."
"Amy, we have one bathroom between us. In the morning I take exactly 27 minutes and 33 seconds to ensure hygiene. Then it takes me 4 minutes and 21 seconds to dress myself. Then I take 6 minutes and 3 seconds to eat my breakfast. Then it takes me one minutes and nine seconds to relieve myself and wash my hands correctly. Do you see the problem?"
"No."
"OK, Amy. I'm a man. Evolution has made it so I'm more lax about certain things, meaning I take less time with certain tasks. You're a woman."
"What?"
"Look, it takes me 40 minutes and 14 seconds to ready myself to go anywhere. You're a woman, which means you'll be spending at least twice that to wash your hair, dry it, straighten it, put make up on, check your menstrual cycle so you don't get a surprise..."
"Sheldon! Look, I don't take that long to get ready. I take an hour to get ready in the morning."
"You shower, right?"
"Yes, but I don't wash my hair in the morning. I wash it in the evening."
"What? But what's the point in that? You get more germs in your hair from your pillow, why clean your hair before going to sleep?"
"Because there's not enough time in the morning!"
"Oh, Good Lord..I touched your hair last night...oh, God."
All goodwill towards her boyfriend was gone now. She was tired, she had a headache and dammit, her hair was not "germy"! Amy threw back her duvet and pushed past Sheldon into the bathroom. Less than five seconds later she heard his repetitive knocking.
"WHAT?!" she snarled.
"It occurred to me that it's your time of the month. There are tampons in the bathroom. Make sure you use one!"
Howard and Bernadette
"That turkey was amazing." Howard told his mother in law.
"Joy made it." Mrs. Rostenkowski smiled, dumping what was left of the sprouts in the garbage disposal.
"..I think I got salmonella..."
"Oh. Wasn't she very nice to you?"
"I can handle it."
She wiped her hands on her apron and put a hand on his arm. "Don't you worry about anybody. There was a time when our people were prejudiced against too."
"I know."
"Hey. You are a part of this family and even though it was a shock to have a Jewish son in law, we've overlooked it."
"I appreciate that. Thank you."
"Howie. We love you as one of our own."
If he hadn't seen her lips moving, he would never have believed it. "Really?"
"Yes. Mike won't admit it, he can't say the 'L' word to anyone, but we do. Howard, don't let one member colour your opinion of this family."
"I won't."
She smiled approvingly at him and kissed his cheekbone. "Good. Now go and talk to your brothers and sisters."
"Aright." Something told him that she wanted to snack on the leftover pumpkin pie from the night before. His mom often did that, even when it wasn't Thanksgiving.
"Uh, Ma'am?"
"Hmm?" She had a jug of leftover gravy in her hand. "What is it, sweetheart?"
"I...I love you guys too."
"Aww!"
This was exactly what he hated about telling someone he loved them. Someone always made a noise like a whale. The older woman grabbed him by his shoulder with the jugless* hand and pulled him against her for a thankful embrace. Unfortunately, she forgot the jug in her other hand and used the arm attached to that hand to tighten the hug. Just as Bernadette's nieces, nine year old twins, Jessica and Isobel walked in with Joey behind them.
What the twins saw was their grandmother shrieking and apologizing and their Uncle Howie suckling gravy off his finger and making "Mmm" sounds. Their innocent minds thought of it being nothing more than Nana making a mistake and their uncle getting an early morning treat out of it. Joey saw something far more corrupt to make out of it.
Picking up a plate of leftover mashed potatoes, he yelled "FOOD FIGHT!"
*JUGLESS HAND?! O.o I can't believe that! Well, I'm too lazy to change it, so you're all stuck with it now.
D'you think we'll ever see Joey on TBBT? It'd be awesome if we did. I don't know much about Thanksgiving! The internet confuses me because it's got all different info and Wikipedia's crap, so could you drop me a PM so I can learn about it from people who celebrate it? Now, I know someone wanted Stuart in on this. I'll try and fit him in, but I don't know how I'll do it. But I promise I'll try!
Love from Shania. xx