Beast pulls all the stops to make his friends a amazing Thanksgiving feast, while the others wait for said surprise.

A Beastly First Thanksgiving

November 24, 1920; Day before Thanksgiving...

Beast stood firm as he held onto the list in his hands, looking at the grocery store. He promised his friends a good first Thanksgiving and HE WAS GOING TO DELIVER.

Beast: *Determination* Okay, Alright..*looks at the list* This is gonna be a challenge. Let's see; *reads list* Turkey, potatoes, stuffing, cranberry sauce, green beans, onions and cream of mushroom soup for a casserole, and ingredients for Pumpkin Pie.

Beast nodded as he went in, looking around.

Store Manager: Oh! You returned!

Beast turned, smiling as he saw the manager who had helped him and offer him the cook books days ago.

Beast: Hello there! It is nice to see you. I hope you are doing well?

Store Manager: I am. I see you are shopping today.

Beast: *nods* For Thanksgiving. I want to cook my friends a meal for tomorrow, so I have a list.

He handed the list to the manager, who smiled nodding.

Store Manager: Ah yes, we will make sure you receive these items. Why not I help carry some of the items for you? I would offer a cart but-uhh..

Beast: *small chuckle* Size problems, understandable. We'll work on that once things calm down. But right now you guys got a busy schedule ahead of you.

The manager smiled as he lead Beast inside...Beast couldn't help but take in the smells of the food.

Store Manager: Alright, now let's see-

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Beast watched from his place as the final item was checked in, the clerk nodding as he showed him the price.

Clerk: *Smiles* And here's your receipt sir.

Beast: *smiles; takes out cash* Alright, here we go *hands the amount;to Manager* Thank you so much for your help.

Store Manager: *Smiles* Of course, We hope you have a wonderful first Thanksgiving.

Beast nodded as he carried the bags out and into a car.

Beast: *sits* Thank you for take me to and from the grocery store.

The driver smiled as he turned on the car, proceeding to drive.

Driver: I take it you got all you need?

Beast: Yep! Tomorrow is gonna be amazing! I can;t wait to see their reaction.

White-house Next day, November 25, 1920; Thanksgiving...

Beast was up immediately before the others, quietly heading out of the room and into the hallway. He quickly ran down the hall with a smile as he made it to the kitchen, seeing the Chef.

Chef: Ah Beast, good to see your up early. This kitchen is all yours bud for your cooking.

Beast: Thank you so much! Their gonna live this I can't wait for them to see the food

Chef: -chuckles- I'm sure they will love the setting as well.

Beast:-Sorry setting?

The chef looked in worry seeing Beast eye twitch for a moment, both thinking the Lion was ready to go out during the morning Thanksgiving day rush to get decorations.

Chef: *fast* No no! I was talking about a table cloth, you were given one at the store.

Beast blinked, remembering the Store Manager offered him a fabric fall themed table cloth and sighed in relief.

Beast: Thanks for the cool down there, was about to go into panic mode.

With that the Chef gave a smile and nod, as Beast headed in. He turned-and froze. There was a new chef hat with a apron around his size on the table, the logo on the side. He saw a card on the table, picking it up and reading it.

Beast: 'Little gift to our little apprentice; Wishing you and your friends a blessed Thanksgiving'.

Beast warmly smile as he placed now his own chef's hat on , tying the apron around him as well. He looked at himself.

Beast: Note to self, thank the staff for this.

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Toro yawned as he sat up, rubbing his eyes as the others followed.

Toro: So-Thanksgiving day.

Stampede and the others came in as the leader stretched.

Stampede: Yep. Technically the U.S.' second birthday. Or first?

Liberty: Either way this place got two birthdays. Beast said he would be busy most of the day, he says he's got a dinner surprise for us.

Steed: Well, how about we pass the time for this surprise of his.

They smiled as they all got up.

Freefall: Great idea! Let's see what we can do, anyone got any ideas.

Freedom rose his hand up, smiling.

Freedom: I read up the story of this day! Mind if I share it with you?

Talon: Oh cool! I want to know this story behind the holiday as well!

The others agreed, wanting to hear more about the holiday.

Liberty: *chuckles* Well let's start this morning with a little history lesson.

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Beast sighed as he held the last of the stuffing for the Turkey.

Beast: Alright, last handful!

Beast pushed the stuffing in-and could not pull his hand out. He tired again, only for his hand not to come out. The third time he used his other hand and with force finally got his hand out, only to fall to the floor as the stuffing bag fell on him. He blinked as he took the bag off, nodding.

Beast: Okay, note to self let's not go stuffing this bird too hard. Now, oven.

He lifted the deep pan with the turkey and placed it in the heated oven carefully. Satisfied he looked at the clock.

Beast: Got till evening for this bird to cook. Let's get the dining area set up for the occasion.

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Freedom: *reading book* -And thus thanks to the help of Tisquantum and Samoset, as well as the Wampanoag tribe lead by Massasoit, the pilgrims celebrated their first year in the new world with a grand feast that was to become the first Thanksgiving.

All sat around Freedom as he finished reading.

Freefall: That, was very informative. So many people involved.

Arrow-Head: *nods with Chief* I like Tisquantum, you know the man who also went by Squanto. He was taken away from his home yet still helped the settlers with their new home, even helping them farm the land and act as a messenger.

Lasso: Same here, and just from the book itself he was well beloved too. Practically the MVP to the pilgrims. And there were alot of pilgrims who played apart in their first year too; Miles Standish, John Carver, John Alden-

Talon: Seriously regarding him, Standish and that women Percilla these humans romance is all over the place.

Freedom: True, but she chose John and those two are a very popular couple from the time period. One of my favorites from the colony is William Bradford, his childhood was tragic and yet he became a pinnacle player in the voyage of the Mayflower.

Liberty: I can't argue with that. He was a weaver, colonial governor, judge, treasurer, a chief magistrate, a commissioner, AND A WRITER. This guy has a very good resume, no wonder Carver chose him to run the place when he passed.

They all smiled as Freedom closed the book.

Freedom: Well we should thank him for documenting all this. Clearest records I've seen so far from a early time period.

Stampede: Agree, Great idea for checking this part of history out Freedom. *looks at the clock* Huh, noon.

Pillage: Well, there was alot of information there time flew by fast...*taps foot* Anyone a bit antsy?

They nodded as Steed stood up, smirking.

Steed: Well then, shall we play a round of football then.

-THEY GRINNED.

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Beast smiled as he looked at the table setting, setting the last plate on it. It was simple, but nicely decorated fo the occasion. Two candelabras were in place on the table cloth, which had a simple autumn design on it.

Beast: Looking good, looking good.

With that Beast headed back into the kitchen. He check on the Turkey, seeing it was roasting well.

Beast: Alright, now then. Let's get the rest going.

He washed his hands and went to the first can of beans.

Beast: Now then, don't think claws would work..let's see, where do they keep can openers again.

He looked through the drawers till he found the item, taking it over. He pushed it on the lid and turned it-the top came of fast nearly causing Beast to fall.

Beast: AL-RIGHTY, might want to also not use to much strength on this. Least this will be easy.

Beast went to work on the other cans in rapid succession, pouring them and the cream of mushrooms in the deep pan. He stirred it around before looking at the book.

Beast: Cut the onions, then place in oven at 350°F for 25 minutes and another 5 minutes till onions are brown. *about to grab knife* Hold it.

Beast went off, before coming back with goggles on.

Beast: *grabs knife* These bad boys can blind even the strongest of men. *starts cutting* Serious never thought food could blind you with your own tears. I swear they can be use for weapons if the humans wanted to.

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The sun began to set as Liberty whistled with both sides going off, tackling as Pack threw the football to Grizzly. He ran before he was tackled near the goal line.

Grizzly: *chuckles* Nice tackle there Rampage.

Rampage: *helps him up* Thanks. Good run there to-

Grizzly froze as he starred at something.

Rampage: *worry* Um, you all-

He turned Rampage's head and pointed, the others turning to to see-

Blow-Torch: *weirded out* What the hey is THAT THING?

All were staring at the weird bird, it's brown feathers contrast the light white/blue and long neck. A red thing was hanging from it's beak.

Claw: *brings Spot in protectively* What in the world is that thing?

The strange creature skedaddle off, leaving the Rusherz very confused.

Stampede: *weirded out* -Okay, that happened.

At that moment the president and his wife ran over with the press, the Rusherz looking at them.

President Woodrow Wilson: Boys have you seen a live turkey around?

All Rusherz: *weirded out* THAT'S A TURKEY?

Peck: *weirded out* There is no way that thing is a turkey. A Turkey Rusher certainly doesn't look like that but the wild ones here do?

Edith Wilson: Oh thank the stars they saw him, yes they do.

President Woodrow Wilson: We just pardon him per tradition on Thanksgiving, but he escaped before he was taken to a reserve.

Freefall: Pardon a Turkey?

Edith Wilson: Started by Abraham Lincoln, let's just say his son got attached to the bird so he pardon him. It became a tradition ever since.

That got them a bit more confused, but they nodded.

Liberty: We better find this-Turkey.

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Beast placed the hot pan of mashed potatoes on the table grinning.

Beast: *Joy* YES! Now we just need the dessert on here and we are golden!

Beast ran down the halls and into the kitchen, seeing the fresh pumpkin pies. He grabbed one and was about to head out when-

TAP-TAP-TAP.

Beast: *confused* What was that?

He turned to the window confused, walking over.

Beast: Is someone there? *opens the window* HELLO-

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Screams rang in the halls as the group of human and Rusherz stopped in place.

Thor: Shards that Beast!

All ran down to the location-only for a blue blur to ran by and into the dinning room. All turned around, some nearly slipping as they ran into the room and the first thing the Rusherz saw was-

Beast: *frantic* GET OFF GET OFF GET OFF!

Beast was being attacked the turkey, trying to get the bird off but it was persistent.

President Woodrow Wilson: Oh, my-

Lasso: *Running over; Serious; waving his arms* HEY SHOO! SHOO!

Lasso clapped his hands with Spot joining in growling, Toro ran over using his horns and backing the bird away.

Lasso: *clapping* GO ON! -tough click- MOVE! MOVE! SCEDATTLE!

The turkey was soon surrounded by more of the Rusherz before one of the press members grabbed the bird.

Press member: GOT IT!

All sighed in relief having finally caught the bird. Fang helped Beast up, the Lion was shaking.

Fang: Beast are you alright?

Beast: *shaken* Yes..by shards what is that thing?

Fang: That's this world version of a wild turkey.

Beast: *shaken* That's a-*looks at the bird* WHY DID YOU ATTACK ME WE'RE NOT EATING YOU!

President Woodrow Wilson: It thought you were a predator given you-features. Just instincts.

Beast: *shaken* Well keep this one FAR AWAY FROM ME.

Liberty: I agree, this one needs to be on a-*see's Fang froze in place* Fang? *looks over* You al-

He froze as did the other Rusherz when the looked over. The table was alight with candelabras, lighting the table cloth covered in leaves and acorns. The table was full of food ranging from a roasted turkey to mash potatoes, green bean casserole to cranberry sauce. They were speechless.

Fang: *awe* Beast-is, is this what you've been working on all day?

Beast looked at them with a small smile.

Beast: Yeah, there is some pumpkin pies but-one is probably over the fence when that bird attacked me. *smile warms* I wanted to surprise you since, I know recently we all been feeling down. What with Cyclops still MIA, with what happened with Chief and we're all missing our planet. So when I got those cook books and saw your reactions to the desserts few days back, not to mention hearing what this holiday was about, I decided on this. So um-what do you all think?

They slowly smiled, eyes pricked with tears at the Lions thoughtful gesture. Fang nuzzled him as the others came over.

Stampede: It's amazing Beast.

Pillage: Smells really good too!

Liberty came over hugging the Lion Rusher, who hugged back.

Liberty: We-really needed this Beast. Thank you, so much.

The humans watched in warm smiles, the president nodding as he gesture them all to leave.

President Woodrow Wilson: Well then, I do beleive we shall leave you to your own festivities. Let us know if you need anything boys.

Beast: Thanks Woodrow.

With that the humans left, leaving the Rusherz alone.

Bolt: Alright then, shall we dig in? I wanna see what you cooked up Beast.

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The Rusherz were eating and loving the feast Beast had made, all smiling and laughing; even Blow-Torch had a small smile on his face.

Pillage: It's official, Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. This is so good Beast!

Beast: Well it was trial and error, did some practice with the chefs before the big day. I nearly burned the oven at one point.

Fang: *takes a bit;shallows* Well that practice paid off well Beast.

Beast smile grew as he took a bite. He really loved this holiday and it was their first time celebrating it.

Pick-Ax: Hey, maybe we can expand more on this day. You think the humans would love a good turkey day game?

Liberty: Now that is a good game plan. We can ask Joseph about this when we see him next.

Claw: *joy* I vote that when Beast gets his team he host the game and we all go to his place to celebrate!

Beast: *shock* Pardon what-?

K-9: *joy* I second that! I wanna party with the Lions for Thanksgiving!

Beast: *shock;blushes* Hold me party-

Chief: *joy* I would like that too! I think Beast's should host Thanksgiving!

Beast: *blushing, bashful* SHARDS OF THE CORE GUYS ONE THING AT A TIME! I DON'T EVEN HAVE A TEAM YET!

All laughed as Beast covered his face, Fang patting his back.

Fang: I think we're all in agreement that this day was made for you, and you know it too.

Beast uncovered his face, still red but smiling. They were right, Beast truly loved this day now. And if he was to get his team, he would make sure each Thanksgiving was just as memorable as the last. Beast loved this day..and he loved it even more with the fact he manage to help his friends cheer up.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING :)!