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- “Cornbread is made. Dressing is done. Cranberry sauce is in the bowl.” You told yourself as you counted on your finger making sure you had everything. This was the first year you were cooking Thanksgiving dinner and you wanted it to be perfect. Not only because it was your first time doing it yourself but it was just going to be you and your boyfriend, Alfred. “Ham is glazed the turkey has…” You looked at your timer you set on your phone. “thirty more minutes.” You smiled looking around.
- “Smells awesome, ______.” You heard a voice as you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind. You giggled as you turned seeing the sky blue eyes that sat behind a pair of glasses. You knew these eyes to belong to your boyfriend, Alfred F. Jones. You smiled kissing him as your arms wrapped around his neck.
- “Hope you’re hungry. I made a bit more than I thought I would.” You giggled as he smiled.
- “Thanksgiving leftovers are the best kind.” He gave you his smile you loved so much. “I’m sure none of it will go to waste.”
- “Well the turkey has a bit of time left what do you want to do?” You asked as the sandy blond American thought.
- “I brought my football.” He grinned. "Want to play a bit in the front?”
- You thought for a moment before Alfred took you by the hand taking out the front door. “Alright fine.” You told him. “But let’s make it a bet.” You looked at him as he grabbed the football from his car.
- “What’s the bet?”
- “The loser washes the dishes.” You looked at him as he looked as if he was about to forget the whole thing before smiling at you.
- “I hope you like scrubbing.”
- You looked at your phone as you set it on the step in front of your door. “Whoever gets the most goals by the time the turkey is done wins.”
- “Deal, babe.” Alfred said as you looked around seeing two trees that sat on either side of your yard.
- “Those will be our goal lines and no tackling.” You told him looking at him. “Ready?”
- “I’m starting to think you’re stalling.” He laughed as you walked over. “Ready babe?”
- “Bring it.” You smiled as you charged as him but he spun dodging you as he ran for his goal scoring the first point. “That’s not fair.” You giggled as Alfred did his little ‘I just scored’ dance.
- The game went on with him dodging you and scoring where and you scoring a few times yourself making both of you tied with the other.
- You both got ready for another game and as soon as your boyfriend passed by you hit the ball out of his hand taking it and running to your side. Alfred tried to stop you but at the last moment you slipped through his hands making it to your goal. You cheered when you heard your phone alarm going off.
- “I hope you have fun washing the dishes.” You giggled when you felt yourself being tackled by your boyfriend into a pile of dry leaves that you racked up the day before. You both laughed laying in the leaves as some fell from above onto the two of you.
- “Are you ready to eat?” You asked looking at Alfred as he turned to you before throwing himself over you hovering over you with his hands on either side of your head.
- “Totally.” He smiled kissing you before getting up and helping you up as you both started for the house.
- “Are you really going to make me do the dishes?”
- “You wash I’ll put them in the dishwasher.” You giggled as he agreed.
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Happy Thanksgiving ^^
I wanted to put up a short Thanksgiving fic for today so here it is. I hope you enjoy it and I hope you have a great day today ^^ (Even if you don't do Thanksgiving I still hope you have a wonderful day ^^)
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LOVE IT, its sho kawaii~