Thanksgiving Special!

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Since today is thanksgiving I would like to thank all of you for reading my books and being the best damn people you can be. Today I have everyone I can think of. Not one, not two, but ALL! Well I'm guessing I'm gonna start now.
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Vanoss Oneshot:

   (Y/N) POV

  I sit and watch the kids in my neighborhood run and play around in the fallen leaves. They look so happy for Thanksgiving. I wish I was as happy as them.

    Instead I'm home alone. No family, because moved away from (hometown) when I turned eighteen. No friends, for reasons I do not know, they have been avoiding me.

     My phone suddenly started ringing. I looked at the contact name and saw it was my friend Evan.

   "Hey (Y/N)!" He said cheerfully as if he never avoided me.

   "Um... hi." I said bluntly.

   "What are you doing for Thanksgiving bueatiful?" He asked. I blushed when he called me bueatiful and looked around.

   "Uh... I'm not doing anything. I have no family to see and you guys have been avoiding me." I say. He sighs and it sounds like he hesitates for a minute.

   "Well I was just walking and it seems I have come across a grey house with a (F/C) door mat." He says. I suddenly jumped up and run down stairs because that was the exact same description of my house.

   I threw open the front door to see Evan right there with a bouquet of (f/f) flowers. I smiled at him and he grinned back.

    "What are you doing here?" I ask.

  "Just visiting the love of my life."
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IBassicallyDoWrk Oneshot:

   (Y/N) POV

  "Hey babe, what are we gonna do for Thanksgiving?" My boyfriend Marcel asks. I shrug and turn around to face him.

   "I was thinking that maybe we could just hang out for awhile and then go meet the other guys for dinner." I say. He nods and looks over at me with a smirk.

    "Uh-oh. What's with the Cheshire Cat smile?" I ask while walking backwards slowly.
 
    "I was just thinking about how I could get you to do something for me." He said. I raised my eyebrows in confusion.

   "And what would that be?" I ask. He smiles evilly and stalks over to me.

   "I want you to dress up in your giraffe onesie." He says.
  
    "No. No way ever!" I say. He sighs and looks at me with sad eyes.

  "Oh please dear (Y/N). Do it for me?" He asks. I groan and turn around.

   "No."

   "Then here comes the tickle monster!" He shouts. I immediately take off running towards the stairs.

   I climb up them, almost tripping, before hiding in a closet hastily.

   "Come out come out where ever you are..." Marcel taunts. Suddenly the door was opened and Marcel picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder.

   Marcel threw me on the bed in our room, to where he proceeded with pinning my arms about my head.

   "The tickle monster has found you (Y/N)." He said before using his fingers to tickle my sides.

   I laughed and pleaded for him to stop. Tears streamed out of my eyes as he tickled me without signs of stopping.

   "Marcel... please... stop!" I say while squirming. The tickling stopped and I felt warms lips on my own.

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