004 - This turkey is nowhere near as cute as Miss Asahina.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

(The doorbell? That's odd... All the doors and windows seem to have locked us inside the house. I wonder who could be outside? Maybe Nagato hacked her way out of her house and decided to see how I was. Or maybe Asakura... Let's see... Still can't open it. Hold it, is that a turkey down there? ... I'm not sure I like the look of the truck out there. Well, I suppose since I've got nothing better to do, I might as well examine the turkey. I don't trust this place enough to consider eating it after turning up like that... Oh god, what is that noise!?)

[Having found a shrieking/sobbing turkey, Kyon attempts to figure out where the noise is from, finds no-one, takes another look at the turkey, then goes to the phone.]

Hello? I think my turkey is crying. How do I shut it up?

(... I never thought I'd be asking for advice about sobbing turkeys.)

Comments

[bogusmagicker.livejournal.com]

Yes. Come at your convenience.

'cause despite it being a few days later now, this thread is still Thanksgiving.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

I suppose I'll come by once they let us out of our houses again?

[bogusmagicker.livejournal.com]

That is fine.