A Short Mobius Forum Play.

A Big Thanksgiving
Starring the mods and admins of the MoFo.

Thanksgiving Day at the MoFo City, a quiet calm day, a day for everyone to be enjoying time with family and eating a full meal, that is except for those in charge of the city...

Red: What do you mean you forgot the turkey?

Acrio: Well it was not on the list so I didn't bother to grab one.

Red: *groans* How are we suppose to celebrate Thanksgiving without a turkey?

HSW: Well we could always get rid of that bouncing chicken.

WB: *Clutching the rubber chicken* NONE SHALL TOUCH BETSY OR THEY WILL INCUR THE WRATH OF THE MIGHTY COSMIC ICKY STCK!

Vector: Dub, we took that away from you after that whole "I wonder if this can power my car" incident.

*Silence as everyone bows their heads and go "Poor Little Potato"*

Sam: So what are we going to do for a turkey?

Acrio: Never fear for I have called for backup!

Lighthead: And who did you decide to call?

Acrio: Well Cj isn't here so I gave him a ring and asked him to pick one up.

*All stand wide-eyed looking at Acrio*

Acrio: What? Is there something on my head?

Rico: Do you even realize what you have done?

Acrio: Don't worry, I got Ron to go with Cj too just to be safe.

*All jaws in the room drop at the same time as a large sweatdrop forms on the back of Acrio's head*

True Red: I know what we're feeding the Evil Admins this year.

Rico: So shall I call the coroner?

Lighthead: Make sure they have a heavy-duty crane ready.

Vector: This still doesn't solve what we're going to do.

True Red: I'll go get the ham ready that I was going to cook tomorrow.

Sam: Let me come with you, someone needs to prep the meal for the Evil Admins.

*At the supermarket, where shelves are bare*

Ron: Would you move it wide-load? I want to get back to the office in time for Christmas at least.

Cj: *pushing shopping cart which is full of candies and other foods* You try pushing this heavy shopping cart.

Ron: It wouldn't be so heavy if you didn't eat so much, before you know it you'll be immobile and needing warning flashers.

Cj: Hrm...

Ron: All you think about is eating.

Cj: Nuh uh! I do other things.

Ron: More eating does not count.

Cj *with tongue sticking out* NYEH!

*Upon reaching the meat counter the brothers find there are no turkeys left*

Cj: Now what are we going to do?

Ron: We're just going to have to improvise.

Cj: With what? There's nothing else big enough to feed everyone!

Ron: Oh I can think of one thing *grins*

Cj: *gulp*

*Back at HQ*

WB: Dub requires meat, where is the beef?

Shadow: Isn't that copyright infringement somewhere?

Lighthead: Are you going to tell him that?

Shadow: *Glances at Dub who has a crazed meat-craving look on his face* No

Vector: Smart move, last one that did that lost an arm and an ear.

Rico: Sprinkling that meat seasoning on him sure did make it funny though.

HSW: You still owe me a couch because of that.

Rico: It's on the way, I sent it through the postal system.

Lighthead: You sent a couch through the mail?

Rico: He didn't specify it had to be an actual couch, just a couch so I sent him a catalogue.

HSW: So that's why I keep getting telemarketer calls.

Acrio: No I think that's your credit card company asking about those Internet charges.

HSW: How do you know that?

Acrio: Anyone could just find your credit card lying on the table in a locked apartment.

Lighthead: What have I told you two about using the server bandwidth to play Second Life?

HSW: That if we're going to, we need to put up an evil theme to scare people away?

Lighthead: That's a good lackey.

Rico: Since when did you start getting lackeys?

Lighthead: Around last year after I got Cj to join me by giving him a candy bar.

Rico: You stole my idea!

Lighthead: First come, first serve.

Red: Dinner is ready!

*A second later the group has gathered around the dinner table and has already begun filling their plates*

Sam: Shouldn't we wait for the others?

WB: Dub demands meat now!

Vector: I can't argue with that logic.

Sam: Men and their meat.

*snickers are heard around the table*

Red: Perverts.

*Just then a loud beeping noise is here and all rush outside to see what the commotion is about*

All: Oh....my....god...

*Before them is a massive bloated Cj on the back of a flatbed unable to move, but with a huge smile on his face*

Ron: Hey guys I got the turkey.

Rico: Ron what did you do!?

Ron: Well the store was out of turkeys so I decided to go for the next best thing, and he seems to be happy about it too.

Lighthead: Well there goes all my plans, I'd best get the Fat Fox Army going again.

Sam: And just what are you planning on doing with him?

Ron: Nothing, he says he wants to be like this, isn't that right Cj?

Cj: *purr*

Ron: See?

Rico: You two are absolutely crazy.

Ron: Like a fox.

Lighthead: Which if you haven't noticed you are.

Ron: And so I am once again right.

Vector: Right...anyway it's nice out today let's eat out here.

*And thus they did feast with Dub being kept away from the Egg Nog at all costs*

And with this I hop everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving! And remember, have you fed your fox today?