username; kyha
name; pumpkin spice
gender; female
favorite seasonal/holiday food; wip
1 extra; wip
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On the cool evening of Thanksgiving Day, a particularly troublesome Viscet was up to no good again. It was little Izzy - anxious to see what lay on top of the dining room table.
He was standing on chair so he could get a better view of the treats prepared for the Thanksgiving feast.
A smile grew on his face when his eyes gazed upon the masterpiece that laid in the center of the table.
It was beautiful, glazed, and garnished with that delicious stuffing.
At that moment, Izzy was only thinking of how he could get to that wonderfully looking food into his mouth.
That plate that stood in the center of Izzy's view was almost drowned by the size of the massive bird covering it.
It was The Turkey.
Oh how much Izzy wanted that turkey all for himself...
He then came up with a plan.
With his head barely able to reach above the table, Izzy tried to grab the food, but even when standing on top of the chair, he wasn't able to reach it.
In dismay, Izzy rested his chin on the wood and dreamt of how delicious that Turkey would be.
He shook his head. "No. I'm getting that Turkey."
He tried again. This time harder.
He stretched as far as he could - his claws almost touching the turkey.
Again, he couldn't reach it.
Izzy then leaped off of the chair and towards the food. The front half of his body was clawing at the table, trying to stay on, while his tail hanged off the edge.
"Almost there!" Izzy extended his paw as far as he could.
Still, no turkey.
Izzy then felt an odd sensation in his stomach.
It was that feeling you get when you fall down really quickly.
That was when Izzy realized that he was actually falling - The whole table was.
Izzy pushed off of the table as it tipped quickly toward the ground.
Every single item of food was then launched into the air in what seemed to be a slow motion scene from a movie.
Eventually, everything was on the floor in a huge mess. And in the midst of all of the chaos, Izzy managed to spot the Turkey...
Izzy ate the Turkey that evening.
The best part was, no one suspected that innocent little Izzy was once again responsible for another turkeyless Thanksgiving.
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Username // Painted~Wolf
Name // Izzy (ih-ZEY)
Gender // Male
Favorite Seasonal or Holiday Food // Turkey
- The satisfying food for any holiday.
1 Extra // A quick story.
Look above.
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