Seventy-Seven
And Then There Were Turkeys

"WOW, THAT'S NOT AN OMINOUS TITLE AT ALL," Zoroark coughed.

"Jeesh, do you need to cough so loudly?" Demyx groaned, rubbing his ears.

"Dude, you strum guitars so hard they summon water-clones of you. I think you can take me having a hairball," Zoroark deadpanned.

"Okay, sure—wait, you get hairballs?" Demyx blinked.

"…maybe…"

"…aaaaand awkward conversion to the basement! WOW, WHAT'S THAT OVER THERE?!" Axel pointed in a random direction after swinging the door open with grandeur.

"Why it's…THE AQUARIOUS BLADE! Made with Hade's purified urine!" Zoroark advertised. "Ew…"

Absol rolled his eyes and chose to wander off in a random direction. He encountered a few broken and/or overused weapons of Organization XIII's past, a few old books, meh, it's their basement: what's to expect?

Suddenly, a gobbling noise reached their ears.

"Ah, so that's what the title was about?" Zoroark asked. "Turkeys are going to get us home?"

"NOT JUST ANY TURKEY…"

Suddenly, a turkey ball (an Oreo-crumble and crème cheese ball, frosted in chocolate, with candy eyes and candy corn tail feathers) jumped out from behind some random boxes. Its body was shaped suspiciously like—

"THE BUTT TURKEY!" it gobbled.

"HAHAHAHAHAAAAHAAAAA!" Everyone cracked up wildly.

"Hey, don't you be cracking up wildly!" the butt turkey (HAHAHAHA, I said butt!) huffed before looking festive again. "Don't you know what day it is?"

Zoroark and Absol stopped laughing at the turkey's shape and glanced to a nearby calendar. "IT'S CHRISTMAS?!" Absol gasped.

"That's an outdated one. Use this one," Demyx offered a more updated calendar.

"IT'S THANKSGIVING?!" Absol re-gasped. "But we've only been here for a day!"

"But (HAHAHA, THE BUTT TURKEY SAID BUTT!) You're author's a lazy butt (HE SAID IT AGAIN!) who doesn't update often, so it's actually Thanksgiving Day!" the butt turkey explained.

"Then we need a thanksgiving special!" Zoroark gasped.

"A what—" Axel started before the butt turkey interrupted him.

"GOBBLEGOBBLEGOBBLEGOBBLEGOBBLEGOOOOOOBBBBBBLLLLLLEEEEE!" The butt turkey…gobbled, running around Zoroark and Absol in a speedy, feathery circle. By the time all the feathers were gone, the three had disappeared.

"WTH?!" Demyx shouted.

"They're gone…" Axel trailed before grinning like a maniac. "I don't need to say hug an Eevee anymore!"

"But you just said it!"

"DARN IT!"

Meanwhile, at Disney Castle…

"So what you're saying is, after translating it five times from chipmunk language," Charizard stated dryly to Chip and Dale, "that we could be STRANDED IN THIS DISNEY-FILLED HOLE FOR DAYS?!"

"Charizard…" Shaymin trailed.

A girl's voice cleared its throat and a finger tapped Shaymin's shoulder. The little legendary turned around, where a figure hidden by shadows was smiling widely—at least she thought; the only thing she could see of the figure was two bright blue eyes.

A hand from the figure (a human hand?!) passed her a megaphone.

"Oh, thanks," she smiled at the yet-to-be-mentioned OC before turning on the megaphone and shouting into it, "CHARIZARD, BE NICE TO OUR GUESTS!"

"MY EARDRUUUUMMZZZZZ!" Fennekin wailed, falling onto the floor. "I WAS JUST STARTING TO HEAR AGAIIIIN!"

SUDDENLY, the Butt Turkey appeared in a flurry of candy-corn feathers with Absol and Zoroark besides it!

"HAHAHAHAHAAAAHAAAAA!" Everyone cracked up wildly…again. Well, not again, since Axel and Demyx aren't here, but—you get the idea.

"IT'S SHAPED LIKE A BUTT!" Serperior cackled.

"I KNOW, RIGHT!" Zoroark hooted.

Serperior gasped. "Zoroark! Ma metaphorical sis!" she shrieked, encasing her in a snake-styled hug.

"Zoroark! My ACTUAL sister!" Lucario gasped, hugging her alongside.

"ABSOL! My beloved sent OC!" Reevee21 laughed, running to Absol.

"COME ANY CLOSER AND WE'LL BE HAVING CARVED EEVEE TONIGHT," he snarled.

"O-KAY!" Reevee21 wailed, fleeing into Flygon's arms.

"How did you guys get here so fast? With a butt turkey? Where were you in the first place? Why is the butt turkey here with you?" Zelda asked rapidly.

"You ask a lot of questions," Treecko blinked.

"I've got the Triforce of Wisdom, what do you expect?" Zelda smiled before turning to the butt turkey with a "NOW LET'S TALK TURKEY!"

"…HAHAHAHA, you quoted a saying," Flygon snickered at the terrified author in his arms.

"Dude, kiss!" Rotom pleaded.

"WHAT?!" Both shouted simultaneously before glancing up…

"Rotom…it's Thanksgiving, not Christmas," Flygon face-clawed while Reevee21 speared the mistletoe above them.

"COME ON! IT'S TIME FOR YOUR THANKSGIVING SPECIAL!" The butt turkey declared, using his weird run-around-like-a-chicken-with-its-head-cut-off feather teleportation technique!

"See ya around, Sora!" Quilava waved to the clueless Keyblade-wielder. "Send a card!"

"Y-yea, sure! Hey, you're gonna clean this up, right?" he asked, gesturing to the feathery mess.

Quilava, before being teleported, shot a Flamethrower at the mess and burned the feathers to ashes.

"And what about the ash—"

"GOTTAGOBYEEEEEE!" the girls waved.

OH MY ARCEUS, THE KINGDOM HEARTS ARC IS FINALLY OVER! *Collapses onto keyboard*

…

…*Mimics Fiora* You want more?! THANKSGIVING SPECIAL IT IS!

"ALRIGHT! We've got a lot to do, so let's get working!" Reevee21 declared, running up to the Narrating Platform with her fellow narrators.

"I'll put together—hold on a second…" Shaymin mumbled before taking out her megaphone.

"NOOOOOO…No. We get it, you'll do the salad since you're a grass type and that isn't weird at all!" Fennekin ushered quickly, cotton still in her ears.

"Meh, let's just order a dinner," Serperior shrugged, picking up a phone.

Treecko promptly knocked it out of her hands, the serpent responding with a sharp "Hey!"

"You don't have fingers, remember?!" Treecko groaned, dialing the phone.

"Bobby…?" Rotom trailed, staring at the phone.

Meanwhile, with Zoroark and Lucario…

"Alright, who do we got?" Zoroark asked, clicking a pen while looking over a blank notepad.

The two siblings were in charge of inviting the guests, which is REALLY fun since they didn't actually know any of the other Pokémon's relatives.

"Why not our own relatives?" Lucario suggested as Zoroark started scribbling. "Then there's Quilava's non-caring Blaziken father, and Charizard's Ditto parent—"

"Ew," Zoroark hissed, scratching out Ditto.

"And…didn't Agumon say his mother was a laptop at one point?"

Five minutes later…

DING-DONGOGO!

"HE DISLIKES SMOKE!" Zelda cackled at the odd doorbell.

"I've got it," Kirlia piped up, opening the door and letting the delivery Pelliper in.

"Alright, I've got one roasted turkey one green bean casserole one mashed potato two gravy one pumpkin pie order for one PC box and narrating platform?" the Pelliper recalled.

"THAT'S US!" Treecko waved his arms franticly.

The Pelliper dropped off the dinner and flew away.

"OKAY, all we need's to set this thing and…" Flygon trailed off when he heard Swellow sniffling. "…Swellow?"

"HE WAS SO YOUNG!" Swellow bawled, on his knees in front of the turkey. "WHY-*sniff*-WHY DID HE NEED TO DIEEEE?!"

Several hours later…

"Great!" Pit declared, dusting off his hands and looking over the set table. "Now we're ready for the guests!"

"Who exactly DID you guys invite?" Quilava asked.

"Oh…you know…uh…" Zoroark stammered.

CRASH!

Rubble went flying from the north wall as some sort of vehicle rolled in, showering a small section of the PC box in dust.

"What was that?" Charizard asked, craning his neck to look over.

"OUR BEAUTIFUL WALL!" Reevee21 sobbed at the wreckage.

"Is that…?" Pit trailed.

"It is!" Buizel squeaked, taking off his sunglasses to look at the Lighting Chariot embedded in the wall.

"So that must mean—" Pit was promptly cut off when something hard and metallic hit the side of his head, knocking him out and causing him to slump to the floor. In his place stood a pale angel with black hair and dark-feathered wings, wearing a black tunic with amethyst pins. His red eyes gleamed mercilessly.

"THAT'S for abandoning Skyworld!" the dark angel snarled at his counterpart.

"DARK PIT?!" Half the Pokémon exclaimed.

"HOW THE UNDERWORLD DID YOU CONTACT HIM?!" Percy asked.

"Apparently, he has a cell phone!" Zoroark grinned widely.

"And that's just one—"Lucario was rudely interrupted by another loud crash, signaling that a pirate ship had been imbedded in the wall.

"OUR BEAUTIFUL WALL!" Reevee21 wailed again.

"HEY, RELIATIVES!" Zelda waved.

"HEY, OTHER ZELDA!" All the other Zelda waved.

A tan-skinned girl with blonde hair back-flipped off the ship and landed perfectly on the ground. She wore light crème pants and a purple tank top under a blue, sleeveless jacket. The red handkerchief flapped wildly on her neck. "'Sup?" she greeted casually.

"And Tetra?! Tetra has a cell phone?!" Percy groaned.

"Huh. Apparently, crazy driving runs in the family," Absol summarized as he looked over the wall with the Lightning Chariot and Tetra's ship embedded into it. Why, there wasn't enough room for another vehicle!

CRASH!

But there was. I lied, hehe.

Now, a Star Wars spaceship was implanted above them both. A long-furred, bipedal creature with a black, sideways belt jumped out next to the grievin' Reev.

HAHAHA, I rhymed.

"CHEWBAKA!" Reevee21 gasped before bellowing in a Chewbacca-like way.

Chewbacca bellowed back in greeting.

"THERE ARE NO EXCUSES FOR HIM!" Agumon hissed.

"Actually, as proven by Ayako Zetra, the Eevee and Chewbacca are distantly related," Flygon countered, wearing a pair of scientific-looking glasses.

"THERE IS ONE EXCUSE FOR HIM!" Agumon corrected.

"Now we just need to wait for the others!" Quilava declared. "Good thing, too; this had been a loooooong chapter."

AH, SO GOOD TO BE BACK IN THE NARRATING PLATFORM!

Percy: Indeed.

Pit: *Waking back up* Urgh…what happened?

Pittoo: I knocked—CHANGE THAT NAME RIGHT NOW! YOU KNOW WHO I AM, REEVEE!

NEVER!

Tetra: Err, I'd suggest you do if I were you, he does have a point…

Zelda: Why should she?

Tetra: And by 'point', I mean 'very sharp bow-sword thing'…

Fine.

Dark Pit: Thank you.

You're welcome.

Chewbacca: ARRRRRRR!

ARRRRRRRR is right, distant cousin of mine! We must thank these loyal readers for…reading! We'd love you more if you hit that follow/favorite button and left a review on your way out! Because I have a special addition to this!

Agumon: What would that be?

A VOTE! Who, out of Pittoo—

Dark Pit: *Glares*

-Tetra—

Tetra: *Waves*

-and Chewy—

Chewbacca: *Tries smiling, looks more like snarl*

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