HT One-Shot Compilation

It's The Grand Turkey, Count Dracula

[Wanda believes an imaginary character named the Grand Turkey comes on Thanksgiving.]

Wanda and Quasimodo walked out of a farmer's market with a wheelbarrow full of vegetables.

Minutes later, Wanda and Quasimodo were in the kitchen, Quasimodo settled a cooked turkey with vegetables around it.

"You said you weren't going to kill it!" cried Wanda.

The next day

It was finally Thanksgiving; Wanda wrote a letter in the lobby.

"Dear Grand Turkey, I'm Wanda Werewolf, I'm wondering if you're able to come later tonight," said Wanda, speaking as she wrote her letter; Winda and Wenda came and laughed.

"There isn't a Grand Turkey!" growled Winda.

"She's right lil' sis, it's a Thanksgiving myth," added Wenda. "Made stupidly by you!"

"The Grand Turkey will come if you believe in him," whimpered Wanda.

Moments later, Murray and Mumette noticed Wanda writing her letter.

"Are you nuts?! The Grand Turkey isn't real at all!" snarled Murray, Wanda rolled her eyes and ignored him.

Mavis and Johnny came and looked at the letter; they bursted out laughing and left.

Minutes later, Wanda stared at her letter in her room as Wayne came.

"What are you doing, Wanda?" asked Wayne.

"I would tell you but I don't want to," sighed Wanda. "I'm afraid you'll laugh..."

"You know I wouldn't laugh at or make fun of you," said Wayne. "After all Wanda, I'm your husband." Wanda blushed immediately.

"Oh I uh," chuckled Wanda. "Let me put this in the mailbox."

Minutes later, Wanda was at the mailbox as her sisters came.

"You're seriously mailing that?" asked Winda angrily. "We're not going to bother to help!" Wanda ignored her and threw the note inside.

Meanwhile... Quasimodo and Dracula were in the party room, decorating for the Thanksgiving feast.

"Do you want to play some ball while we wait?" asked Quasimodo.

"I'm not falling for that, Quasi," grumbled Dracula. "When I run towards it, you're going to yank it and make me fall."

"I would never do that Dracula!" whimpered Quasimodo as Dracula left but briefly transformed into a bat and flew towards the ball; Quasimodo yanked it up as Dracula bumped into the wall. "That always gets 'em."

Stars spiraled over Dracula's head.

Later that night...

Wanda was at a nearby vegetable patch, the monsters came as she sighed.

"Wanda, what are you doing out here?" asked Lyra.

"Waiting for the Grand Turkey of course," muttered Wanda, all of the monsters laughed.

"Our bonehead sister believes the Grand Turkey's real!" laughed Winda. "You can't believe in the Grand Turkey, it's as easy as not believing in Santa."

"Let's leave her here and go to the Thanksgiving feast, you coming Wayne?" asked Frank.

"Actually, I think I'll stay here," sighed Wayne.

"You're going to waste your time in a vegetable patch to wait for an imaginary character?!" dropped Griffin.

"What if Wanda's right?" growled Wayne. "I can't wait to see your face when the Grand Turkey comes." The others left and laughed.

"The Grand Turkey should be coming soon," stated Wanda. "I heard he comes around at half an hour before midnight."

One hour later...

It was half an hour before midnight and the Grand Turkey hadn't come.

"Are you he's coming tonight?" asked Wayne worriedly.

"I'm sure he is, maybe he's running late," said Wanda, but she noticed a figure in the distance. "OH! IT'S THE GRAND TURKEY!" As the figure came closer, Wayne and Wanda noticed it was Headless.

"Headless, what are you doing here?" asked Wayne curiously.

"I come here every Thanksgiving to carve out a new pumpkin head," stated Headless. "You might want to go back to the hotel, Drac said he's wrapping up the feast at one in the morning. You wouldn't want to miss a small meal."

"I can't believe this Wanda!" growled Wayne. "We stayed here waiting for a stupid imaginary character, when we could've been at the Thanksgiving feast!"

"You can go to the Thanksgiving feast," grumbled Wanda. "I'm staying here until it's dawn, you're going to miss the arrival of the Grand Turkey!" Wayne rolled his eyes and left.

Hours later...

Dawn had come and Wanda was fast asleep in the vegetable patch.

Meanwhile... Winda and Wenda decided to bring Wanda into the hotel.

"It's seven in the morning, she's asleep by now," said Winda; she and Wenda walked out towards the vegetable patch. Winda positioned Wanda on her back and went into the hotel.

Hours later...

Dracula and Wanda chilled at the bridge.

"Another Thanksgiving gone so quickly; Christmas isn't until 29 days," said Dracula; Wanda didn't smile at all. "Let me guess, the Grand Turkey didn't come."

"Mhm, mhm," mumbled Wanda as she shook her head. "Maybe I am such a bonehead sister and wife..."

"You should face it Wanda, maybe the Grand Turkey isn't real," sighed Dracula.

"THE GRAND TURKEY IS REAL!" yelped Wanda. "ONE NOVEMBER HE'LL COME! ONE DAY HE'LL COME! ONE THURSDAY HE'LL COME! ONE THANKSGIVING HE'LL COME! IF YOU BELIEVE IN HIM HE'LL COME!"

Wanda continued yelping and yelling into the twilight about the Grand Turkey.