The Thanksgiving party was three days away. Things have been different since the Halloween party. Plucky didn't speak to, look at, or be in the same room with Shirley despite her efforts to talk to him. Shirley has been too upset to read any fortunes or talk to much spirits. Babs and Fifi had spent more time with Shirley than either of them had, just as Buster and Hamton spent more time with Plucky to help him get his mind off what happened. But neither of the boys tried to talk Plucky into talking things over with Shirley in case he broke something, or someone.
"Alright everyone, listen up." Said Bugs. "I know the Halloween party was crazy given what happened, but we are hoping that the Thanksgiving party will be better."
Shirley tried to approach Plucky as he was listening to Bugs, but Babs and Fifi held her back.
"He still needs more time." Babs whispered.
"But it's been weeks." Shirley whispered. "Could I at least tell him I'm sorry?"
"Per'aps wait a little beet longer." Fifi whispered. "Maybe Plucky will talk to vou in zhe Thanksgiving party."
"And now it's time to announce who will be hosting the Thanksgiving party!" Announced Bugs. "And that toon is Fowlmouth!"
"Ya-hoo!" Fowlmouth cheered. "I'm the (bleep-bleep-bleep) host of the (bleep-bleep) Thanksgiving (bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep) party! Perhaps I can finally get Shirl to-"
Calamity put his hand on Fowlmouth's shoulder and shook his head.
"Remember the Halloween party." Read the sign Calamity held up. "She needs time to recover."
"Yeah, I guess you're dadgum right." Sighed Fowlmouth.
Meanwhile, just outside the building, five mysterious figures were listening in.
"Okay Titans, you know what to do." Said a voice. "We find the location of this Thanksgiving party, and we crash it!"
Fowlmout went all out organizing the Thanksgiving party at his house. He even went as far as to paint his walls orange, brown, yellow, and red. He also got a giant pilgrim hat piñata filled with mashed potatoes and gravy.
"This is gonna be the best dadgum Thanksgiving party ever!" Exclaimed Fowlmouth.
The doorbell rang and the guests arrived, each of them carrying their own pumpkin pie.
"It's amazing how many pumpkins were available for us each." Said Buster.
"If there's not enough space on the table, I could always eat the rest." Offered Wakko.
"No! Me eat the rest of pies!" Said Dizzy.
"No! Me!" Said TTL Dizzy.
"Hey!" Fowlmouth yelled. "This is my dadgum party, and I decide what happens with the (bleep-bleep-bleep) leftover pies!"
He allowed the guests inside for the party.
"I've been trying to get the film Thankskilling all week." Said Fowlmouth. "It's a film about a killer turkey."
"A horror film?!" Exclaimed Slappy. "My nephew can't handle that!"
"Aw come on, Aunt Slappy." Groaned Skippy. "I can handle it."
"Oh really?" Asked Slappy. "Do I need to being up that time we saw Bumbee?"
"And then you showed me that it's just a movie." Reminded Skippy.
"Well what about the time you watched that horror film with the sentient cheese grater?" Asked Slappy. "I had to walk you to the bathroom for the next four months!"
"I would be grateful if you never brought that up again." Replied Skippy. "Besides, that was six months ago."
Slappy rolled her eyes.
"Fine, but you're washing your own bedsheets if you get scared." She said.
Skippy looked as if his darkest secret has been exposed. His girlfriend (Sheila I think her name is) held his hand.
"I'll stand by you if you get scared." She said, calming Skippy's nerves.
"Uh oh!" Said Fowlmouth. "I have to go check on the Thanksgiving cookies!"
He dashed into the kitchen and came back with a tray of cookies.
"I left them plain so we could all decorate our own." Explained Fowlmouth.
"Do we get to eat them afterwards?" Asked Yakko.
"No, you get to use them as money to buy extra turkeys." Replied Fowlmouth, sarcastically. "After we decourate our dadgum cookies, we can each write down on a (bleep-bleep-bleep) sheet of paper what we're (bleep-bleep-bleep) thankful for."
"When's the feast?" Asked Plucky.
"When it's ready." Said Fowlmouth.
"When will it be ready?" Asked Plucky.
"Plucky, don't start this." Groaned Fowlmouth. "Now let's go decorate these cookies."
Later, after the cookies were decorated and some Thanksgiving games were played, everyone wrote down what they were thankful for, and placed it in a pilgrim hat. Fowlmouth took the papers out of the hat, and read them one at a time.
"And this one says: a boyfriend who I have lost due to my emotions." Read Fowlmouth. "Gee, I wonder who could've written that."
Shirley looked at Plucky, who immediately looked away. Shirley sighed and sat back in her seat. Furrball saw her and felt bad for her.
"She's been emotionally pained for a long time." He thought to himself.
He crept over to Babs and Fifi.
"I can tell that Shirley still feels pained." He said. "Is there anyway I can help?"
"That's sweet of you, but perhaps she could do with a bit more time." Babs replied.
Fifi took Furrball to one side.
"I 'ave an idea for vou." She said. "A type of flower zhat Shirley likes ees Magenta Maligned. Why not bring 'er one of zhose? I saw some in zhe fields at ACME Loo."
"That's perfect." Said Furrball. "Thanks Fifi."
He left to get the flowers as Buster and Babs were talking to their reboot counterparts?
"Aqua Loo?" Buster asked.
"Yep." Said TTL Buster. "We compete against them in prank wars every week."
"There's no way they can be as ruthless as Perfecto Prep." Said Babs.
"Who are Perfecto Prep?" Asked TTL Babs.
"That would be us." Said Roderick Rat. "The better school!"
"Hey, how were you invited to this party?" Asked Buster.
"We brought a deluxe cranberry sauce." Explained Rhubella. "One that none of you can afford."
Furrball came back to the house with some Magenta Maligned flowers in his hand. Shirley was sitting at the end of one room, crying while looking at pictures of her and Plucky.
"If you ever take me back, I totally promise to never jump to conclusions or hurt you again fer sure." She sniffled.
Furrball took a breath of confidence, and approached Shirley.
"Uhh, Shirley?" Asked Plucky.
The psychic loon turned to Furrball with tears still in her eyes.
"Like, what is it, Furrball?" Asked Shirley.
Furrball gulped before he presented the flowers.
"I-I got these for you." He said, handing her the flowers.
Shirley looked absolutely speechless. Gone were her tears and sorrow.
"Th-these are for me?" She asked.
"Of course they are." Smiled Furrball. "I would like to talk to you for a bit. About what happened at the Halloween party, even though you jumped to conclusions, I don't think Plucky respected you."
"What do you mean?" Shirley asked.
"He always pestered you for dates or to help him with things when he wasn't dismissing or mocking your abilities." Explained Furrball. "Even then, you didn't really seem to respect him either. You were always so resentful of Plucky and would always hit him around when he flirted with you or said something you did not like."
Shirley covered her mouth and gasped a little.
"Like... you're right." She said. "I totally should talk to-"
"No." Furrball said, putting his hand up. "Like I said, it was clear that you didn't respect him, nor did he respect you. You deserve better than someone who doesn't respect you. You should find someone who respects and cates for you just as you respect and care for."
Shirley's speechlessness reappeared.
"I hope you not only cheer up, but find someone who respects you as you respect them." Furrball said before walking off to look at the decorated cookies.
Shirley looked at the flowers, then at Furrball.
"Furrball..." She smiled.
Later, it was finally time for the Thanksgiving feast. Everyone was sat at the table and the food was all set out.
"Alright everyone, before we eat, we mist say Grace." Said Fowlmouth.
"Grace." Said Dizzy. "Now we eat!"
"No!" Said Sweetie, squirting Dizzy with water. "We wait until everyone is ready!"
"So, who is going to start us off?" Asked Mary Melody.
"We will!" Yelled a voice.
Suddenly, the TTG Titans burst into the room through the window.
"Hey!" Yelled Fowlmouth. "I just (bleep-bleep) cleaned those (bleep-bleep-bleep) windows!"
"Hey, who are you clowns?" Asked Buster.
"We are the Teen Titans!" Exclaimed Robin. "And we are not clowns!"
"Yeah!" Agreed Cyborg!"
Babs dressed all five of the TTG in clown attires in a flash.
"Now you are." She smiled.
"Oh no!" Yelled Starfire. "Is this a clown disease?!"
"No, Starfire." Sighed Raven. "The pink bunny just dressed us like clowns."
"Why are you five even here anyways?" Asked Hamton. "You weren't invited."
"We have come to crash your party!" Explained Robin. "And why are you serving healthy foods?! Everyone knows healthy foods are bad for people!"
Everyone looked at Robin as if he had just split into two people.
"How about the fact that it's Thanksgiving!" Yelled Plucky. "I already had enough from that Halloween party, I'm not putting up with you bozos!"
"We'll show you who the bozos are!" Yelled Beast Boy.
"Yeah, you five!" Yelled Skippy, shoving Beast Boy onto a chair. "Say, why not join us for dinner? I insist."
Skippy shoved a huge funnel into Beast Boy's mouth, and started filling it with green bean casserole and pumpkin pie. But when Skippy picked up an entire turkey, Beast Boy gave a look of utter horror.
"Do I dare?" Grinned Skippy.
"No you dare not!" Yelled Robin.
"Opposite day." Chuckled Skippy.
He shoved the turkey into the funnel and repeatedly stomped it in while Beast Boy's look of horror became more of a look of utter horror. The other TTG Titans tried to stop him, only for Fifi to release her odor.
"Not on mon watch!" She said.
Then, she grabbed all four of them with her tail.
"Careful, she might give us cooties!" Yelled Robin.
Fifi stopped and stared, as did the other females at the party.
"Cooties?" Queried Fifi. "Zhere ees no such zhing as cooties."
"There is." Said Starfire. "Robin infected us with it once."
Fifi didn't have a clue what Starfire meant. She just groaned and addresses.
"Eef I catch vou crashing anozher party, I shall teach vou, especially vou three boys, a lesson on cooties!" Threatened Fifi.
After Skippy released Beast Boy, all five TTG Titans were thrown out of Fowlmouth's house so they could continue the party.
Later that evening, Furrball was walking back to his alley home when he heard Shirley call after him.
"Furrball!" She called.
"Oh, hi Shirley." Said Furrball. "What brings you here."
"I totally wanted to thank you for the flowers." Said Shirley. "And you were right, it's totally time for me to move on from Plucky."
"It was Fifi's idea." Said Furrball.
"The fact you did it is more than enough for me." Shirley smiled, giving him a hug. "You know, I had a dream before that someday I was gonna marry Plucky, but I guess that dream ain't coming true. I'm sure I'll find someone who actually cares about and respects me fer sure."
"I hope you can find that someone soon." Said Furrball. "Say, I wonder who will be hosting the Christmas party."
That will be answered in the next chapter. See you then, toonsters!