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Thanksgiving by pissiMissi

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Thanksgiving

by: pissiMissi (Lindsey)

Rating: PG-13

Summary: Pre-Rent.  Mimi and Angel celebrate Turkey Day. Mark deals with Roger’s new girlfriend.

Disclaimer: characters © Jonathan Larson

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  Mimi opened her eyes, the room was thick with the scent of turkey.  Mom made turkey?  She glanced over at the clock, it read 5:30 A.M.  No way...  


  She sat up, rubbing her eyes.  So it wasn’t a dream.  Mom hasn’t made a meal for Thanksgiving since I was five.  She wouldn’t even be awake at this hour much less cooking!  She slipped on a pair of shorts, a big t-shirt over her bra and tip-toed out of her room and into the hallway.  She was taken aback by the sweet smells coming from the kitchen.  She must have been working on this for hours!  “Mama, have you completely lost your min- Angel!?”


  Mimi gasped seeing her friend happily watching over the turkey in the oven.  


  The young queen smiled at her, “Hey honey!  You’re up early, wanna help me?”  Angel had been staying with Mimi and her family since the incident on Halloween.  


  “Angel, why-”


  “Don’t say anything, chica, I want to show you what we’re having!”  


  Before Mimi could say anything Angel was already showing off her ‘work’.


  She opened the stove, “A turkey stuffed with the finest bread crumbs, celery and onions!”  Closing the stove quickly, she didn’t want to let the heat out, Angel opened the refrigerator.  With a big smile she spoke, “Look I got your favorite! Pumpkin pie!”


Mimi smiled.  


  “And-” she pulled the top off of a steaming pot on the stove, “for your brother I made corn on the cob!”  Angel removed another top, “green beans too.”


  “You’ve really worked hard on this, haven’t you?”  Mimi spoke with a heavy heart.  “We don’t really celebrate Thanksgiving.”


  “Honey, don’t be silly. Everyone celebrates turkey day!”  


  “I mean....my family....” Mimi looked at the floor then back up at her friend, “my family isn’t very close so we don’t make a big deal out of it.”  


  Silence.  Her smile faded.


“Didn’t you notice that my parents never came home last night?”  


  Angel let out a small sigh, “It’s okay. You, your brother and I will just have to celebrate it ourselves.”  She turned wiped her hair from the wig out of her eyes and opened the stove again, quickly rotating the bird.  “Go back to sleep, Mimi, I’ll wake you when it’s all done.”


  “Angel?”  Mimi said before leaving the room.


  “Yes, honey?”  


  “How did you get the money for all of this food?”  


  Angel looked at her, “I used a lot of the money I was saving for a new dress, I also made a few bucks drumming on the subway.”  


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  Giggling could be heard from the other room.  Mark sighed. They were in his room. Again.  


  “You guys think you could come out of there some time today?” He asked knocking lightly on the door.  “Um...you’re kind of in my room, again.”   


  “If you want to see us so bad why don’t you come in and film it!”  Roger said behind the door.  There was a loud thud and then hysteric laughter.


  “Yeaa come on, Marky!” April shouted breathlessly.   


  The boy blushed deeply and knocked again, “come on you guys, seriously, Maureen wanted us to meet her at Life an hour ago!”  


  The door swung open to reveal Roger in nothing but a pillow to cover himself,  April barely covering herself with one of Mark’s bed sheets.  


  Damn it, Roger.  Mark looked at the floor.  “We have to get ready.....”


  April ran off to Roger’s room dragging the bed sheet with her.  


  “What the hell is your problem?” Roger asked him pulling on his boxers that were thrown across the room.  


  Still looking at the floor, Mark cleared his throat, “We were supposed to meet Maureen-”


  “You know what I’m talking about, Mark. You’ve been such an ass lately.”  


   The boy sighed and looked at his friend, “You’ve fucked her more then once in my room, Roger you just met her last month!”  


  Roger glared at him, “You’re just pissed because Maureen the cunt hasn’t put out in three months.” He folded his arms, now fully clothed “You never cared when I fucked Muffy every night.”  


  Mark shrugged, “She’s bad news, Roger, something’s not right about her.”  Shit.  The next thing Mark knew he was on the floor on his room his skull was on fire.   


  “Fuck you!” Roger stormed through the loft, “April! Get your shit, we’re leaving!”  The door slammed shut.  


  So much for a happy Thanksgiving, he thought.  Mark groaned, his ears were ringing or was that the phone ringing?  Mark sat up quickly rubbing his cheek.  The answering machine.  He got up and slowly walked into the living room.


  “Marky!” It was Maureen.  He smiled hopeful, his girlfriend wouldn’t let him down,  “I was just calling to say I can’t make it.....shhhh,” she was whispering to someone in the background. “I have to go to this family thing. I’m sorry, pookie, maybe next year.”  Click.   


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  Mimi took a sip of milk, her little brother was munching eagerly on a ear of corn, she looked at Angel.  


  Angel smiled at her, “Is it good?” she asked the little boy.  


  The little boy nodded, “Yes, Ma’am.”  


  “Happy Thanksgiving,” Mimi said.  


  Angel put her arm around her, “Happy Thanksgiving, Meems.”    


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