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Fandom Library, Wednesday, November 13th

Today, Arden had come prepared. She brought a whole bowlful of candy--and put it in a classroom on a completely different floor.

And then when she walked into the Library, she simply announced, "Huh. I wonder what all that candy was doing in that classroom on the--" She barely had enough time to say what floor the classroom had been on before there was practically a stampede of gremlins heading for the door. She managed to leap out of the way in time to not get bit, clawed, or knocked down and trampled and that was really all she could have wanted.

With the gremlins out of the way, she was able to spend a relaxing afternoon putting together a display on various Indigeneous peoples who had lived in America pre-Columbus.

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Gray yawned and said, "Okay but you gotta tell him what your particularities are with the mac & cheese, because mac & cheese is important." Obviously. Gray had no doubts that Raiden's met quality standards--there was so much cheese in there--but particulars were another story. "And I'm with you on the cranberry sauce. It's just better." Because it had more sugar in it, probably.

Gray knew from Raiden that in Thanksgiving context 'dressing' meant 'stuffing, but in a pan, not a bird,' not the stuff that went on salad, because if somebody wanted a salad at Thanksgiving Daman or Alastair was going to have to make it himself. And also obviously Arden would not be eating anything that had been inside a bird.

There were some good Thanksgiving salads! Arden could make one! It had butternut squash and bacon and spinach and it was delicious.

"More that I'm particular about it, not that it has to have particular things in it," Arden said. "There's, like, Kraft out of a box, which is good fifty-one Thursdays out of the year, and then Thanksgiving mac'n cheese. Creamy. Cheesy. Delicious. You'd be surprised at how many ways there are to fail at making Mac'n cheese."

"Arden," Gray said gently. "Do you want to hurt Ray's feelings?"

"No, no!" Arden said, shaking her head all wide-eyed. "I was just explaining the difference, not that I didn't think he'd make it!"

"Okay," Gray said. "Just checking. Because if you thought Ray might mess up the mac and cheese I'd have to ask if you've, like, met him. And I'm guessing you like sweet potato pie?" She had seemed really concerned about the cloves.

~~You snooze, you lose, Khans.~~

This is what happened when you spent your week as a sloth!

"Yeah," Arden said. "And lots of places make them wrong."

This was what happened when your earliest ideas of food made "right" vs "wrong" were heavily influenced by Southern Baptist potlucks.

"Does Raiden make pecan pie? Maybe I could bring a pecan pie."

Just as Sloth. *drum riff*

"He does make pecan pie, but I'm sure he wouldn't object to you bringing one. I mean, more is more, right?"

"...I'unno if I wanna bring something he's made so it can be compared to his directly," Arden mumbled. "He's Raiden."

"No one's gonna see it that way," Gray told her. "They're gonna see it like, 'Yay, more pie!'...which will mean that dessert will take longer," he realized.

Should he tell her that actually maybe she shouldn't bring pie?

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Arden asked.

"Well," Gray said slowly, "Christmas isn't allowed to start until Thanksgiving is over. That's a rule. Alastair...had to make that a rule. Um. Because of me."

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." Arden said, and then giggled. "Oh goddess, Gray. So you'll be counting down how many minutes are left in the meal while we're having extras and arguing if it's time for dessert?"

"It's not fair," Gray whined. Dramatically. "Why does dessert have to take so long, and who cares about the dishes? The dishes will wait! The Christmas tree will not!"

Actually, it would, Gray. It was also an inanimate object.

"Oh! Do you decorate it that night?" Arden asked, a little starry-eyed.

...Was she gonna get to decorate a tree?

"Of course we decorate the tree that night! Because Christmas can start once Thanksgiving is over," Gray explained again. "Which means once everyone is done with dessert and seconds and more dessert and second desserts and--" He flopped over onto the table. "Ugh, it takes forever. But the dishes can wait." Screw the dishes. Wasn't that what the dishwasher was for?

"Is your dorm room decorated?" Arden asked. "Or a common room or whatever? Or can Christmas not start anywhere until after Thanksgiving?"

Gray stared at Arden for several seconds before he said, "I could decorate my room." This thought had genuinely never occurred to him before, because, like. It was a rule. But Alastair wasn't here!

Alastair wasn't here. And Raiden didn't even go to his dorm room to get his feelings hurt about Gray's personal desire to just skip Thanksgiving entirely like they were in Europe or something.

"I-I mean, if Graham wouldn't mind. I guess I need to ask him..."

"I really don't think Graham would mind at all," Arden said with a laugh. "But yeah. You can have your whole room decorated with as much Christmas stuff as you want. Probably even get a little tree in a corner and everything."

And this was why you'd adopted her, Gray. All these great ideas.

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