THE BAD GUYS IN: THANKSGIVING

Black Friday massacre

In Plymouth, Massachusetts, zooming in on a house, someone was approaching the house.

And as the doorbell rings, answering it was a golden brown cat talking to a sheriff black wolf also known as mason's dad aka Mr wolf. 

"Hey, there. Sorry to bother you, folks, but, uh, we're looking for an individual. Golden-brown complexion.
15 pounds. No head"

"I know where he is. I'll even serve him up on a silver platter for you. Now get in here. I'm glad to see you finally out of your man cave. Vick"

"Well, you know, Amanda can be pretty convincing
when she wants to be"

"Hey, babe. Vick's here"

"Hey, Amanda" approaching Vincent is a female Siamese cat.

"Well, well, well, well. You made it"

"Yeah"

Then Mitch the cat's name Cell Phone started Ringing.

"Sorry.William. One second" Amanda Groans

"I baked this for you. I couldn't eat it by myself. It would just be too depressing" Vincent hands her a pumpkin pie.

"Wow. You baked this?"

"Yeah, you know, for a single father, I know my way around the oven"

"Ah... A guy in uniform who knows how to bake. I have a feeling you're not gonna be single for long. Come on. You remember my mom, right? Hey, Mom, remember Vincent?"

"Oh, hey"

"Happy Thanksgiving"

Meanwhile at the chesterfield mansion young Thomas was having dinner with his rich family.

"Uh, do you want any or...?"

"No, no"

Then William chesterfield, Thomas dad enters taking a seat.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey"

"Hi, father" Thomas says.

"Happy Thanksgiving. Oh, thank God you're back,
William. Thought we'd be eating a frozen turkey dinner" everyone laughs.

"This guy. Sorry, Rob.

"Yeah, this is the first time the store's open on Thanksgiving. You know, we always do the,
uh, midnight Black Friday, but people were showing up at 6:00 p.m. anyway, so..."

"And you're a smart man, Thomas"

"Yeah, well, credit my beautiful fiance over there.
It was her idea" William points to his wife Kathleen

"Well, from what I've been hearing about the turnout,
it is going to be a very happy Thanksgiving"

Back with Vincent, Amanda brings out a perfectly golden brown turkey.

"Here we go"

"Oh, that's beautiful. Yes"

"Mitch, we need your carving skills"

"I've got time to carve it but not to eat it"

"Oh, what?"

"William is not making you work"

"Blame Bob. Apparently, he's AWOL. William called and said it's me working or I'm fired"

"Oh, sorry, buddy" Vincent pats him

"Aw! The store shouldn't even be open. It's Thanksgiving"

"I know, Mary, but let's face it. Black Friday starts
on a Thursday now. Even in Plymouth" he carves through the turkey