So... I missed last week's update which mean the theme of this chapter (Thanksgiving) is well... late. Sorry. For those of you reading it you already know, but Share a Table is my daily Christmas story. So that means from now until Christmas that story is being updated which takes priority over all other active stories. So if I miss next week's update that's why.

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Kudos to ToughGirlsRuleTheWorld for the thanksgiving suggestion!

Hiro's Age: 3

Tadashi's Age: 18

Tadashi rubbed his face. The holiday season was approaching. His throat tightened at the thought of spending the holiday season without his parents. Privately he wondered how Hiro was going to handle it. The nightmares were sporadic these days and the trauma of the accident seemed to be fading away just a little. There were days were Tadashi would see this dark look in Hiro's eyes before he shook his head.

Still the bright, cheerful child from before the accident was beginning to shine through more and more these days. For that at least, Tadashi was grateful. Hopefully that cheer would last throughout the holiday season.

xXxXx

Hiro's Age: 3

Tadashi's Age: 18

"What are you doing Tadashi?" Hiro asked. His hand gripped Tadashi's pants as he watched Tadashi write on a yellow post it.

"Ah, since Thanksgiving is coming up, I wanted to write down something I was thankful for. Something for each day," Tadashi said. He showed the post it to Hiro. 'I'm thankful for a beautiful day today. –Tadashi'

"Ooo," Hiro said. "Can I do one?"

"Sure." Tadashi handed Hiro the pen and post it. He suppressed the urge to chuckle as Hiro's face scrunched up as his baby brother thought of what to write.

"Is this good?" Hiro asked, holding up his post it. It read: 'I'm thankful for breakfast. –Hiro'

Tadashi laughed. He ruffled Hiro's hair as he pinned the post it to the wall. "Yeah, that's great."

xXxXx

Hiro's Age: 3

Tadashi's Age: 18

Tadashi looked up in awe. In his arms, Hiro mimicked his expression. "This is where Fred lives?" Hiro asked, clearly amazed.

Tadashi could only echo Hiro's sentiments. He glanced at the paper in his hand, double checked the address again for the fifth time in last three minutes. Then he went back to staring at the house, no the mansion before him. It was large and white and not what Tadashi was expecting.

"This has to be a joke, right?" Gogo asked, just as skeptical. She was holding in her hands the pumpkin pie she and Honey had baked. Similar expressions of disbelief were displayed on everyone's face.

Fred had offered his house to host their Thanksgiving party. This… wasn't what any of them were expecting. A small apartment sure, but a mansion?

"You guys are here!" Fred greeted, swinging open the large doors. Behind him stood an older man in a butler suit; his face not betraying a single emotion. "Heathcliff just finished the turkey," Fred said, ushering his friends in.

"Wow, Fred, this is such a beautiful house," Honey Lemon said.

"Is that a real suit of armor?" Wasabi asked, pointing to the pair of armors at the base of the stairs.

"Yup. The parents brought it back when they toured Europe like five years ago," Fred said.

Hiro wiggled out of Tadashi's arms and ran over to Fred. "Do you have giant robots too, Fred?" Hiro asked, eyes sparkling with excitement.

Fred laughed, reaching down to ruffle Hiro's hair. "Sorry little man. That's something I don't have yet. You'll just have to build me some later."

Hiro's eyes grew even wider at the thought of building robots. Tadashi had his hand to his mouth, hiding his chuckle as Honey Lemon had pulled out her phone to snap pictures. Tadashi made a mental note to get a copy of all of Honey Lemon's pictures. At the rate she was going Tadashi was sure there was enough pictures to make an entire photo album.

Fred slapped his hands together and grinned. "Alright, enough of that. Let's eat!"

xXxXx

Hiro's Age: 14

Tadashi's Age: 29

"Hiro! Are you dressed?" Tadashi called. "We're going to be late for dinner at Fred's house."

"Wait a minute!" Hiro shouted. He scribbled away at his post it.

"What are you doing?" Tadashi shouted. He pulled out the pumpkin pie from the oven. It was his turn to make the dessert this year.

"I didn't write today's thankful note!" Hiro said. With a quick slap, Hiro pasted the note to the wall before he dashed upstairs to change his clothes.

Tadashi packed the cooling pie into a container and wandered over to the wall. Over the years Hiro and Tadashi added post-its until the entire wall had been covered. The older ones had been taped so they wouldn't fall off, a few had been covered, others had multiple days squeezed onto one note.

It was easy to find Hiro's newest one. Tadashi felt joy and warmth bubbled up in his chest as he read the note.

"I thought we were going?" Hiro asked, having reappeared downstairs again wearing his blue jacket.

Balancing the pie container in his hand, Tadashi pulled Hiro into a hug. "Love you, little bro."

Surprised at first, Hiro relaxed into the hug. "Love you too, big bro."

'I'm thankful for Tadashi. He's my big brother, my best friend, my dad, my cornerstone in life. I wouldn't have gotten this far without him. –Hiro'