The First Annual Adopted Family Thanksgiving

[smartass_captain]

It's not that Jim forgot about the second present he gave Verity way back a month ago on her birthday. How could he forget, when he'd had to dig out the key to the house to get it replicated? It's sat out on his desk in his quarters every day since, a bold reminder that Jim Kirk was seriously doing this.

Jim Kirk was going to try to have a normal family. A family who celebrated (some) holidays. A family who came together. Not a relationship. Hell no. But...you know..siblings? A family? He almost worried Sam or his mother would try to reach out to him. Thankfully no such messages yet. Which means Jim is free to spend time with the people he actually wants in his life.

And that means getting Thanksgiving put together.

He'll call Clint later. First things first. Calling Big Sister.

"Verity? It's Jim. You busy?"

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[brave_heart_verity]

"There's plenty of animals in the parks. I don't hang out with them and have deep philosophical discussions. Not since that duck tried to get my number."

She's got dishes out and set down where they won't be getting in the way while she's moving hot things. She's a planner. "Thank you. One of you grab the beers from the fridge please. I will be right in."

[smartass_captain]

Jim is quick to drape a table cloth over the dining room table. No one needs to see the stains and gouges, not if this is going to be a happy day anyway. Verity's already dug out the best of the family dishware so that will be helpful.

That, and there's only three of them. Setting the table doesn't take long.

"Clint, you want to grab the beers please?"

[aw_hawkguy]

"On it." Beer retrieval is one of Clint's better skills. He doesn't even need arrows to do it! "Verity, you met Howard? You want a beer, or are you set with wine?"

The latest Thanksgiving dinner. :P

[brave_heart_verity]

He might not need arrows, but he probably has some with grabby-claws or something for emergencies.

"Yeah, he was... he was wandering around by the duck pond naked. It was weird. And this was during my 'hang out with Loki' phase." Weird was pretty normal for her, is what she's saying. "Beer's fine. I won't be finishing a whole bottle of wine today."

Once the tablecloth is on the table, she brings over the decorations that she's been working on in-between cooking. Some she bought, some she's scavenged from around the house. It's not floral, but it's more appropriate for their family. It seems... farm-y? Harvest-y. Something. Wheat, gourds, candles, pinecones. Very pretty, she thinks.

Then she starts bringing out the food. A spatchcocked turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, French bread rolls and mini cornbread loaves, stuffing baked inside a pumpkin, cranberry sauce, brown sugar green beans with bacon, roasted carrots. Everything they asked for (and it's too late now if she forgot something). There are smells of apple and spices still coming from the kitchen; dessert is not optional. Not today.

"Not bad for the last minute," she remarks mostly to herself when she sets the last of it down. "Jim, since you're hosting, would you like to carve?"