Author’s Note: Okay, so here it is. Part One of my contribution to seasonal_spuffy. There are five parts, which I will post intermediately throughout the day as time allows. The second part should be coming sometime around midmorning, the third around noon, the fourth mid-afternoon, and the fifth in the early evening, all in Central Standard Time, USA. I only have this fic to offer you, as my PS skills leave much wanting, and I was pressed to get this alone written in the time allowed. I sincerely hope everyone can at least get some laughs and enjoyment from my contribution, as it was terribly fun to write.
A few things: I owe everything to megan_peta, dusty273, therealmccoy1, and uisge_beatha for their superb betaing jobs. vampkiss, of course, made the gorgeous banner. therealmccoy1 provided one of my favorite lines of the series, which appears in Part One, and megan_peta talked me through several bumps in the last two parts, and similarly provided a wonderful line. Thank you ladies so much for taking the time to go over this for me. I don’t know what I’d do without you.
Lastly, angst lovers will likely be left wanting. This is undoubtedly the most saccharine story I’ve ever written. It’s a screwball holiday comedy, done in the manner of A Christmas Story with elements of absurdism that would hopefully do Tom Stoppard proud. And yes, as with most of my fics, it does get a little smutty. In fact, as I was writing it, I couldn’t help but think of George Carlin’s line, “You ever notice how you never get laid on Thanksgiving? I think it’s because they put all the coats on the bed.” I gleefully set myself up to prove that wrong.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. Enjoy!