Thanksgiving Day Dinner (Hetalia X Reader)

You dashed around the kitchen, frantically getting things ready.

Turkey in the oven? Check.
Wine, sparkling water, and other assorted drinks out? Check.
Stuffing on the expensive plates? Check.
Rolls and butter set out in the wicker basket? Check.
Mashed potatoes ready to be served? Check.
Corn, buttered, salted, and peppered? Check.  
Cranberry sauce in its china bowl? Check.
Cake baking in the other oven? Check.

Everything seemed to be ready, and you felt a gigantic weight lift off your shoulders. You had been worrying all day about your Thanksgiving Day Dinner being ready in time for your guests to arrive. Everyone was coming over, the Axis and the Allies, so you wanted your home to be spick-and-span for the countries. The nations were powerful ones and you wanted them to feel welcomed and at ease here in your home.

You headed into the large dining room to double-check on the arrangement of the table. There were twelve places set, with a thirteenth at the head of the table. The Axis were on one side, while the Allies were on the other. And you were to seat yourself at the head, as you were the hostess and would take no side. Both powers tended to argue over you, so you were going to stay neutral for today.

Just as that thought crossed your mind, the timer on one of the ovens beeped. You scrambled into the massive kitchen and quickly removed the turkey from within the machine, setting it out on the counter. Just as you grabbed the knife to start carving it, the timer for the cake rang as well. You rushed over to that oven and took out the (flavour) cake, placing it next to the turkey. Then you went to work, slicing the meat of the turkey as fast as you could without nicking yourself, then frosting the cake with just as much speed. You brought the plate of turkey to the table, set it down in the center, then placed the cake down beside it, nodding your head when you looked the table over.

It looked perfect.

You smiled and placed your hands on your hips, grinning at the great job you had done. Then your smile vanished when you realized, “I’m still wearing pajamas! Shit!” You sprinted upstairs, hurrying to change into something more appropriate for the night’s events.






The first ones to arrive were the Axis (including Antonio, Gilbert, and Lovino), Ludwig being exactly on time as usual. You greeted them with a cheery wave and a bright smile, happy to see your friends again. You shut the door gently behind them.

“Happy Thanksgiving, you guys! I’m so glad you could all make it! I really hope you’ll have fun,” you said. After they removed their various layers from the cold and their shoes, you led them into the living room.

“Yes. Glücklicher Erntedank to you as well, (Name),” Ludwig replied, following you into the room. He took a seat on the couch and gave you a nod, the stern look on his face never fading.

Kiku smiled at you and bowed, then murmured, “Shiawasena Kansha-Sai, (Name)-chan.”

You were never given the chance to respond, as Feliciano suddenly lunged at you and sang, “Buon Giorno del Ringraziamento, (Name)!” He pulled you into a tight hug and rubbed his cheek against yours, repeatedly mumbling, “Bella~” into your ear.

You allowed yourself to be embraced for a moment, then you gently pushed Feli off of you. “Ciao, Feli. How are you?”

“We’re fine, idiota ragazza,” Lovino muttered from beside Antonio, arms crossed. Then he shot a glare at Feli and hissed, “Get off of her, fratello! Quit hovering!”

Feli backed up and threw his hands up. “Don’t hurt me!”

You chuckled and turned your attention to Antonio, and Gilbert, who stood a little off to the side, speaking on the phone with someone. You flashed Antonio a bright smile and said, “Hey Toni! I’m glad you could make it as well!”

Antonio laughed and answered, “Glad to be here, chica! I’d never miss a Thanksgiving Dinner prepared by you!”

“Aw, thanks!” You glanced at Gilbert, who had gotten off of the phone. “What’s up, Gil?”

“Nothing much, frau,” he replied, running a hand through his silvery hair, but careful not to disturb Gilbird. “Just got off the phone with Alfred. He said they’d be here in a minute; they’re just around the corner.”

“Great!” You said happily, “then we should all get to the dining room and have everything ready!”

“Oh, amore!” Feli suddenly piped up, “Speaking of the food, fratello and I made you a dessert! We brought some homemade cannoli~!” He produced a large plate of said pastry out of nowhere, accompanied by a huge smile on his face.

You beamed at him and his brother. “Grazie! This can go with the cake! Why don’t you and the others go into the dining room, and I’ll follow in just a second? I have to make sure Alfred doesn’t bust down my door like last time….”

“Sure, bella! See you in a minute!” Feliciano skipped into your dining room, the rest of the Axis following suit.

You chuckled again and headed toward the front door, having just heard a car pull up. You were reaching for the front door’s handle when a certain American burst through it and shouted, “HAPPY THANKSGIVING, DUDETTE!” He scooped you up into a huge bear hug, twirling you around in circles.

“Git, put her down!” Another familiar voice snapped, and Alfred released you. “Bloody hell, you’re going to suffocate her!” Arthur came through the door and dusted you off. “Love, are you all right? He didn’t hurt you, did he?”

“No, Arthur, I’m all right,” you laughed, and his emerald eyes calmed.

“What did the sheep do this time?” Francis came gracefully through the door, his blond hair flowing over his shoulders. He raised an eyebrow and glanced at Arthur. “Well, eyebrows, what did you do?”

“Nothing!” Arthur scowled and turned back to you. “(Name), it’s a pleasure to be here, despite the fact I had to come with these gits.” He jabbed a finger at Alfred and Francis.

“Thanks, Arthur.” You giggled a bit and waved them inside. “Come on. I’ve got a feast waiting for you.” Three members of the F.A.C.E. Family stepped through the door, followed by the last one, Matthew, then Ivan and Yao. You clapped your hands after you shut the door. “Absolutely fantastic! Everyone’s here, which means we get to eat!”

Ivan came up next to you and smiled. “Privet, (Name). I’ll be giving the thanks today for having a friend like you.”  

“Me too, aru!” Yao added, hugging you tightly. “(Name), you’re very kind to have invited us all over!”

You made a dismissive gesture. “It’s nothing, really. I love having you all over, and it’s fun to dine with you, both the Axis and Allies. It’s always….different….every year.” You chuckled a bit, then said, “Well, let’s get a move on.”

The Allies came with you into the dining room once they had stripped off their various layers and shoes, a little wet from the snow falling softly outside. You showed them their seats and they all sat, facing the Axis. There was an awkward tension in the air as silence overtook the room, you noted with a frown. You decided to break it by saying,

“So, who’s ready to eat?”

“ME!” Alfred and Gilbert shouted at the same time.

Feliciano bobbed his head quickly, and you heard Lovino’s stomach growl. He blushed a fiery red and pouted, looking away while Antonio teased him. Ludwig nodded as well, and Kiku gave you a shy look that you deciphered as “Yes, please.” Yao and Ivan looked ready to devour anything, and Francis’ hungry eyes darted from the turkey to your body and back again. Arthur was the only one who didn’t seem to want anything, examining the table with obvious disinterest. His legs and arms were crossed in the gentlemanly way, and his emerald eyes wandered the length of the table. His hands, however, gripped at the fabric of his white dress shirt as if  he was restraining himself from something.  

You snorted. He’s trying so hard not to reach out and snarf something down. Seeing this, you announced, “I’m going to get the rest of the food. You guys can serve yourselves the turkey while I bring out the rest.”

“I’ll help,” Arthur said, standing quickly.

“No, no, I’m fine—”

“Nonsense.” Arthur hooked his arm through yours and led you out of the room, into the kitchen. “You invited us here, which means we need to be gracious to the hostess.” He glanced about the room, releasing your arm. “Now, what do you want me to do?”

“Ah….take the rolls’ basket, the butter dish, and the gravy first, I suppose. I’ll bring out the cranberry sauce, stuffing, and corn.”

“Yes ma’am,” Arthur teased, moving to do what you had asked. He disappeared out the door for a moment, then returned for more. As you passed him, balancing the food precariously, he said, “I’ll get the drinks and the mashed potatoes. You have a seat, love.”

“But—”

“No buts! Go.”

Shaking your head, but with a smile on your face, you brought the food into the dining room and set it down on in the center of the table. Then you took a seat, but touched none of the food until Arthur came back with the potatoes and drinks, then seated himself. You then piled the delicious different foods onto your plate, licking your lips at the sight. Once that was done, you poured yourself a glass of wine. You looked around to see if everyone was finished serving themselves. In seeing that they were, you cleared your throat. All eyes turned on you, and you smiled.

“I just wanted to say, before we dig in, thank you all for coming. I’m sure this will be a fun night, and we will all enjoy ourselves. I’m flattered that you’ve all shoved up, and that you seem to be having a nice time so far.” You grinned and added, “Now, as tradition, we all have to say what we’re thankful for.” You turned to Alfred and Arthur. “I suppose you two should go first, because the holiday originated in your countries.”

“Okay!” Alfred smiled happily and stood. “Well, I’m thankful for my country’s current economic state, and that we’re doing okay right now. I’m also thankful for all of my allies, and the fact that we’re not technically at official war with anyone right now. I appreciate that you guys all look out for me, too, and that I have such great friends to rely on! I’m also thankful to Arthur, because he found me and took me in and raised me to be the kickass country I am today!” Alfred turned to look at you, joy dancing in his eyes. “But most of all, I’m thankful for this girl right here! She manages to keep us at peace with one another when we’re all together! I love her a lot, and I hope you all do too, because she’s freaking amazing! (Name), I’m happy to say that I’m thankful for your friendship!”

Your cheeks pinkened a bit, and you smiled. “Thanks, Alfie.”

“No problem!” He sat back down and slapped Arthur’s back. “You’re next, Iggy.”

Arthur opened his mouth to most likely snap back at him, but then he seemed to change his mind and closed it. He thought for a second before standing. “All right. Well, I suppose I’m thankful for my friendship with you gits,” he admitted, a slight smile coming to his lips. “I appreciate it when you help me out in certain situations, and when we’re actually at peace with one another, my gratefulness only grows. And….I suppose I’m happy to have found Alfred out there in the New World so long ago. I’m grateful he turned out somewhat decent.” Arthur glanced at you. “And I, as well, am thankful for a certain girl in this room. She has helped me to form friendships and make allies that I hope will last me for a long time. (Name) (Surname), you matter most to me at the moment, and I hope that you will remain close to my heart.”

Your cheeks darkened even more. “Oh, Artie, I hope that too.”

Arthur gave a slight nod, then looked to across the table, where Lovino was seated. “I suppose we should just go counterclockwise, then?” He looked at you. “Do you mind if you go last? I feel as though we should save yours to be the final one.”

You smiled, (e/c) eyes closed as you tilted your head a bit. “Sure, I don’t mind.”

“Then it looks like Lovino is next,” Arthur said.  

Lovino scowled at the table, but stood. “Fine, tea bastardo,” he grumbled. Turning his gaze to you, he cleared his throat and began. “Bene, so I guess I’m thankful for tomatoes, and my idioto fratello, and the tomato bastardo for dealing with me and my temper. I’m thankful to all of those who have remained allies with Italy, even though he can be huge moron. And I’m thankful for those who’re still my friends even though I know I can be a huge asshole.” He smiled a little sheepishly as he gazed at you. “Today, though, I can say that I am most thankful for my favourite ragazza in the entire world. (Name), you’ve always stood by me, even when I try to push you away. I know I can be really hurtful and angry, but you’re still always there. And for that, I’m most thankful. Grazie mille.”    

You were sure your entire face was glowing red by now. “Lovi, I’m speechless….”

“Good. That’s what I was going for.” He smirked a bit, then elbowed Feliciano, who was seated beside him. “Your turn, stupido.”

“Bene!” Feliciano jumped up as Lovino sunk back down in his seat. He immediately looked at you and started to list things he was thankful for. “I'm thankful for pasta, and Germany, because he saves me when things get scary, and I’m thankful for tomatoes and pizza and good wine and grapes and all the stuff we’re able to grow back home in Italia!” His voice suddenly got serious, and everyone’s eyes widened. “But I’m really thankful for mi fratello and grande fratelli Spain and France and all of those who helped me when I was younger! I really am thankful to Ludwig for saving me whenever I’m in trouble, but most of all….” He beamed at you. “I'm thankful for you, (Name)! You come to save me whenever Ludwig can’t, or sometimes you’ll come with him anyway! You’re a fantastica friend and I hope you stay my friend forever and ever! Grazie, grazie, grazie! I love you, (Name)!”

Your face felt hotter than it had ever before, and you felt yourself tearing up slightly. “Oh, Feli! Thank you so much!”

“No problem, bella! You deserve it!” He sat down, and tapped Ludwig’s shoulder. “You’re next, Germany!”

“Ja, ja, I know.” Ludwig stood and cleared his throat, looking a bit uncomfortable. “Well….I’m thankful for mein bruder and his personality, because it helps me to lighten up when I need to. He constantly reminds me to do that, and I’m thankful. I’m also grateful to mein allies for aiding me in my troubles when I need help. Feliciano, I suppose I’m grateful to you as well, for staying cheerful and keeping things happy even when the Axis is struggling.” Ludwig glanced at you. “But I’m very thankful to a certain mädchen for reminding me to stay positive and not always focus on the military side of being a country. (Name), you keep me sane in times of trouble, during war, and sometimes just when Feliciano is annoying me to the point of insanity. And for that, I thank you. Danke, (Name). Your friendship is very precious to me.”

You smiled at him. “Anytime, Ludwig. I’ll always be there for you.” Your cheeks were fire engine red by this point, and you felt very embarrassed by the attention you were receiving. You watched as Ludwig sat down, and he nudged Gilbert, who stood and smirked directly at you. You mentally prepared yourself for a healthy dose of embarrassment.

Gilbert jumped up on his chair and grinned. “Well, I, Gilbert Beilschmidt, am thankful for MEIN AWESOMENESS!” He then pointed at Ludwig and said, “I’m also thankful for mein bruder, because he makes sure I don’t do anything stupid. I’m thankful for my fellow Bad Touchers, Francis and Antonio, and I’m thankful that you’re all always supportive of me, even though mein awesome country dissolved a long time ago.” His crimson eyes saddened, and a small smile spread across his face. “I’m most thankful for this girl down here, though! She comforts me when I get sad about Prussia fading away! She tells me it will be all right, and it has been! So, thank you, (Name) (Surname)! You’re my favouritest mädchen in the whole world! Danke! And one day, the Bad Touch Trio will get into your pants!”

Francis, Antonio, and Alfred burst out laughing while you blushed crazily. “GILBERT!” You yelled, and flipped him off, “I ACTUALLY THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO BE SWEET FOR ONCE! WHAT THE HELL!?”

“You know you love me!” Gilbert snickered back, and got down off of his chair. He sat down, looking extremely pleased with himself.

You hid your face in your hands as Antonio stood, cursing the redness of your face. You knew Antonio was going to say it, and you were waiting for it.

And he did say it. “First off, I’d like to thank Gilbert for making (Name)’s face as red as one of my tomatoes. It’s quite a turn-on.” Antonio winked at you, and you tried to close the gap between your fingers so he wouldn’t be able to see your face. “But on a more serious note, I would like everyone to know that  I’m thankful for whoever has helped me in battle, war, or just in everyday life. I appreciate my allies and my friends, and I’m happy to see us sitting peacefully here together.  The chica has done a wonderful job and making us come together on holidays, and she keeps the peace remarkably well. I’m thankful for Lovino and Feliciano, my two little tomates, and I’m thankful for my closest friends, the two other Bad Touchers. But most of all, I’m thankful for (Name), because as I’ve stated earlier, she’s a wonderful person who keeps us all at peace with each other. I love her so much, and her friendship means the world to me. Gracias, (Name). You’re maravilloso.”

You peeked out from behind your hands and flashed Antonio a small smile. “Thanks, Toni….you’re marvelous, too.”

He chuckled as he sat down. “I know.”

The last one on the Axis side of the table stood. Kiku bowed in your direction before opening his mouth to speak. “I want to thank everyone and anyone who has ever aided my country and myself in hardships and battle. I will be forever thankful and in your debt. I wish to thank those who have remained my friends for the longest time. I am thankful for the Axis, and members of the Allies as well. I am thankful for Yao, who found me and raised me as his younger brother. I am thankful for those who continue to give support to my country, and….” He smiled slightly at you. “….I am most thankful for (Name)-chan, because she has always been one of my closest friends. She supports me and encourages me to make more friends and allies. And she has also helped me to adapt to the strange western way of doing things. Arigatou, (Name)-chan. You are amazing.”

You beamed at him. “No, thank you, Kiku. You are amazing.” You stood and bowed to him, and he returned the bow before seating himself.

Across the table, Yao stood. “I suppose it is my turn, aru?” You nodded, and he smiled. “Well, then, I’m thankful for everyone who has helped me along the way. My country has had tough times, and to those who aided me and supported me throughout them, I am eternally grateful. I quote Kiku in saying I am also thankful to those who have helped me grow accustomed to you strange western nations, aru. I appreciate the allies and friends that I have today, and I am also thankful for finding Kiku and raising him as my younger brother.” The two exchanged smiles, then Yao glanced at you. “I am, however, most grateful for (Name) and her kindness toward me for the longest time. Xièxiè, (Name).”

You pinkened once more, the kind words of everyone really starting to get to you. You couldn’t say anything as Yao sat down and Ivan stood instead.

Ivan smiled at you, then began, “I’m doing the thanking to those who have been friendly to me. I know that I can be scary and perhaps unapproachable, but I’m trying to fix whatever scares those around me. As time does the passing, I gain more friends. I am thanking for that, and for (Name), because she is the loving friend I am needing. She is nice and I call her sunflower because (Name) is warm and the light that I am longing for in life. I am hoping she stays that way for awhile, because I always will think of her like that. спасибо, (Name). You are the greatest friend I’ll ever have.”

You covered your mouth. “Oh, Ivan, I hope I can continue to be that for you. I had no idea….”

“Shhh, sunflower. Do the thanking when your turn arrives, da?” Ivan smiled, lavender eyes closed, at you.

You nodded wordlessly, and Ivan sat down, still smiling. Meanwhile, Matthew had stood (Kumajirou by his side as always), and he looked a little unsure of what to say. He was silent for a moment, then something seems to dawn on him, and he smiled shyly at you. He began quietly, “I’m thankful for everyone who’s ever helped my country and I. Not many people seem to care, but all of the people in this room know how I struggle and you all mean very much to me. I’m thankful for Francis for raising me, and I’m thankful to Arthur for being another one of my guardians, and I thank Alfred for being such a good brother. I appreciate what you’ve done for me and I’m so happy I get to spend Thanksgiving with you all.” His soft lilac eyes looked into yours, and his smile grew. “Especially you, (Name). You make my life, all of our lives, really, worth living. You spend time with me, and notice me, and you ask my opinion. And I love you for that. Thank you.” He took a seat and lowered his gaze, face as flushed as your own.

Your eyes were beginning to sting, the overwhelming urge to cry filling you. “Oh, Mattie….”

“Ah, ah, hold those tears, ma cherie. You know I hate to see a belle like you cry,” Francis said, wagging a finger at you. You managed a smile, and Francis nodded. “Much better. Now, I must say that I am thankful for everyone in this room. The Axis, the Allies, and (Name). You all have enriched my life and my country with many different cultural views and values and beliefs. I appreciate the diversity I now have in my nation; the beauty of it is overwhelming.” Francis smiled. “I am also thankful for my younger brother, Matthew, and Alfred and Arthur as well for being such wonderful brothers. I love you all.” Francis moved his gaze to you. “And (Name), amour, you are a beautiful young woman whom I love dearly. You have shown me just how amazing the world can be. You have been the best friend to me, and for that, I am immensely thankful. Merci, (Name). Merci.”

You felt a tear trace its way down your cheek. You watched as Francis sat down, looking content. You stood slowly. “I suppose it’s my turn, then?” Everyone nodded wordlessly. “Well….I’m at a loss for words. You’ve all….you’ve all just made my night so amazing, and we haven’t even eaten yet! I’m just….you’ve poured your hearts out to me, but I can’t think of a word to say in return!” You closed your eyes as more tears streamed down your face. “I’m so happy right now….I never knew you all loved me so much…. I love you all too, very dearly! And I….I’m so thankful to have you all as friends, a-and I….” You suddenly burst out crying. “I can’t believe out of all the countries in the world, you chose me! A….a….a human!”

“But bella, how could we not?” Feli piped up, “you’re just….you! You’re beautiful and sweet and kind and fantastica! Who wouldn’t love you?”

You beamed at him, and without another word, rushed toward him and tackled him to the floor, hugging him tightly. “Oh, Feli, you don’t know how happy you just made me! All of you!” You added, smiling around at the eleven other nations at the table. You stood and offered Feli a hand, then pulled him to his feet before kissing his cheek. “Thank you, thank you, thank you! Thank all of you!”

“You’re welcome, (Name),” they chorused back.

“Now,” you said, taking a seat at the head of the table, “let’s eat!”






Later, when the night came to an end, everyone was beginning to leave. Gathering up their stuff, the Axis and Allies were gathered in your foyer. The Allies were first to go, having gotten everything of theirs packed up faster than the Axis because of a mishap with Feliciano and Lovino’s curls. You turned your back on the scene of Lovino, Antonio, Feliciano, and Ludwig struggling in a heap on the floor, and instead focused on thanking the Allies for coming.

“Thank you for having us, sunflower,” Ivan replied, and kissed your forehead. “до свидания, (Name).” He waved, then he was out the door.

Yao was next. He hugged you tightly and kissed the top of your head, since he was taller. “Zàijiàn, (Name). I enjoyed the dinner!” He released you from the hug and followed Ivan to the car.

Matthew came forward and hugged you gently. “Thank you for allowing us to come over for dinner, (Name). I’ll miss you.” He kissed your cheek, blushing as he pulled away. “Goodbye!” He waved, then disappeared out the door, Kumajirou on his heels.

Francis strode up to you after Matthew was gone and leaned forward for a hug of his own. Embracing you tightly, he produced a rose from nowhere and tucked it behind your ear. “Remember that you are beautiful, (Name). We all love you.” He pecked your lips lightly and chuckled as you flushed a brilliant crimson. “Au revoir, amour.” He gave a little wave, then gracefully made his way out the door and to the car.

Alfred slipped past Arthur and brought you into one of his bear hugs. “See you around, right, (Name)? Maybe tomorrow, for breakfast?” You giggled, and he smiled. “I’ll miss ya!” He kissed the cheek that Matthew hadn’t, then skipped out the door, looking extremely pleased with himself.

Arthur finally walked forward, mumbling about something. He hugged you tightly, then pulled away and said, “Thank you for having us, (Name). The dinner was wonderful, and you were as lovely as ever tonight.”

You smiled. “Thanks, Arthur.”

Arthur started to walk past you, then quickly turned around and pecked you on the lips, much like how Francis had done. Then he speed-walked out the door and to the car, face burning.

Your mouth opened and closed for a moment, then you just shook your head and turned around, smiling a little dreamily. All six of the Allies countries had just kissed you in some way or form. You felt very flattered. And it seemed the Axis were next.

Kiku came forward first. He bowed, not one for hugging and touching, and you bowed back. “Thank you for inviting us, (Name)-chan. We all had a wonderful time.” He gently took your hand and kissed your knuckles, then left, calling, “Sayōnara,” over his shoulder.

Gilbert sauntered up to you next. “Thanks for the dinner, frau! It was fantastic as always!” He quickly kissed your cheek, then strode out the door. “Auf wiedersehen,” came through the door behind him.

Ludwig approached you after his brother left, slipping on his coat as he glared after Gilbert. “Thank you for the dinner and the night, (Name). We all enjoyed ourselves very much. Auf wiedersehen.” He kissed your forehead, looking slightly embarrassed, and left.

Antonio skipped up to you after Ludwig disappeared. He hugged you and beamed when he pulled away. “Thank you so much, chica! I had a lot of fun, and I’m sure everyone else did, too!” He kissed your cheek, then left. “¡Adiós!” He called, walking to the car with a bounce in his step.

Lovino followed after Antonio, scowling at the Spaniard when he left. The Italian looked at you and muttered, “Thanks for the dinner, I guess….it didn’t taste like crapola, so I guess it was fine….thanks for having us, ragazza.” He seemed to have an internal argument with himself, then leaned forward and stole a kiss. Lovino pulled away, mumbled, “Arrivederci,” then dashed outside.

Feliciano bounded forward after his brother was gone. He beamed at you and kissed both of your cheeks, then sang, “Grazie for having all of us, bella! We had so much fun!” He quickly pressed his lips against yours, only pulling away when Lovino shouted,

“OI! FRATELLO!”

“Arrivederci, bella,” Feliciano said cheekily, then sprinted outside, yelling, “Coming, fratello!”

You waved as the Axis' car pulled out of your driveway and drove down the street, then you shut the door and locked it. You slumped against it, a dazed smile on your face. You touched your lips, which several of your friends had just kissed, and sighed dreamily. You felt the need to go thank whoever had just made your night the best in the world.

Whether it had been the work of some higher power, or not, you closed your eyes and thought, Thank you….

Thanksgiving, indeed.