25th November 2032.
Thanksgiving is here, Cucumber & Pickles' family is having the party at their house, Sierra is not pleased about hearing her father being released from prison, meaning that her father along with her siblings Jin and Orville are joining, Shirley flew from Alabama to Busytown, Monty, Zucchini, Chike, Vinegar & Vicki are all joining the Thanksgiving feast. Sierra is still unprepared for the Thanksgiving feast with her father. She hasn't even seen her father since she was about 8 years old, but only time would tell if Chase has changed for the better.
The Hollingsworths get in their car with Sierra in the driver seat, Vinegar in the front passenger seat and Vicki in the back passenger seat to drive to Cucumber & Pickles' place for the Thanksgiving party. The turkey has been cooking slowly since the morning of Thanksgiving day, because it takes a while for the turkey to be baked perfectly. Sierra along with Vinegar and Vicki walks up to Cucumber's door and rings it. Cucumber runs to the door with her apron on and answers it.
Cucumber: Hi, Sierra, Vin and Vicki! Come on in!
Vinegar: Hey there, Cucumber!
Sierra: H-Hi..
(The Hollingsworths come in)
Cucumber: Sierra? What's wrong? Aren't you happy to see me?
Sierra: I am, but I'm still nervous about my dad coming here for Thanksgiving. I don't know what I should do.
Cucumber: Well, try and act mellow and nice to your father.
Sierra: But, he hates me!
Cucumber: I know, honey, if you be nice to your father, it may motivate him to be nice to you.
Sierra: Are you sure? It'll never work.
Cucumber: You never know until you try it.
After the Hollingsworths come in to wait for the food to be prepared, minutes have passed, and a knock is heard on the door. Sierra was worried if it was her father, Cucumber walks to the door and answers the door, it was Shirley, Pickles' mom at the door.
Cucumber: Shirley! Hi!
Shirley: Hello, dear!
Cucumber: So glad you came!
Shirley: Thank you! (Kisses Cucumber in the cheek)
Cucumber: Awww, you're so kind!
Sierra: Who's that?
Cucumber: My mother in law, she won't bite.
Shirley: Bite? (Chuckles) I don't bite! I love my little Pickle chip!
Sierra: Oh, thank god.
Shirley: (Comes in, in a sing-song voice) Where's my grandkids?
(Cory and Patricia come to the front)
Cory: Grandma!!
Patricia: Grammy!
Shirley: (Hugs the Shepherd kids) Ohhh! You are huggers!
Cucumber: Those kids sure love their grandma.
Shirley: You can say that again! Where's Pickles?
Pickles: Right here!
Shirley: Pickles! (Hugs him tight)
Pickles: Woah, hey mama! Not so hard!
Shirley: I'm just so excited to see you and my nephew again!
Whilst Shirley was talking with Sierra, Pickles and Vinegar, another knock on the door was heard, Sierra was still anxious, Cucumber walks to the door to answer it, it's Chike, Monty & Zucchini at the door.
Chike: There's my Cucumber!
Cucumber: Dad! (Hugs Chike)
Zucchini: Hi sis! (Hugs Cucumber)
Monty: Good to see ya, Cucumber! (Shakes her hand)
Cucumber: Come in!
Cory: It's aunt Zuke!
Patricia: Oh my gosh! It is!
Zucchini: Hi there, little ones!
(Cory and Patricia hug Zucchini)
Zucchini: You're gonna have to hug me harder than that!
Cory: (Hugs as hard as he can) You're chunky, aunt Zuke!
Zucchini: (Chuckles) Yeah.
Vinegar was gonna say something, but his cellphone started vibrating, he picks it up, and he answers it. It was his father, Walnut.
Vinegar: Hey, dad!
Walnut: Hey, son, I wanted to say, I can't make it for Thanksgiving.
Vinegar: For what reason?
Walnut: The boats haven't been running properly, but I do wish you guys a Happy Thanksgiving, and I love you, son.
Vinegar: I love you too, dad. And Sierra loves you too.
Walnut: Alright, bye. (Hangs up)
Some of the guests are present in the household, but there are only a few guests left to join the party, it's the Goldings which includes Chase, Orville & Jin. Minutes have passed, one last knock on the door is heard, this time being a loud and harsh knock on the door. Sierra was startled by how loud the knocking was. She knew it was her father, she was sweating bullets and her heart is racing.
Sierra: Oh my god! It's him! What do I do?!
Vinegar: Calm down, honey, try and stay cool when you open the door.
Sierra: Gulp!
Vinegar: Just breathe, Sierra.
Sierra: I can't do it.
Vinegar: I'll stand with you, okay?
Sierra: Okay..
Sierra gets up from the couch to walk to the front door to answer the front door, her heart is racing and she's sweating bullets, she is shaking as she reaches the door knob to answer the door for her father. She slowly and frantically puts her hand on the knob, turns it and opens the door. It was Chase, Orville & Jin Golding. Orville didn't have a good look on his face and began to greet his daughter.
Chase: Hello, Sierra.
Sierra: (Nervously) D-D-Daddy! C-Come in for some Thanksgiving food!
Chase: Sure thing. (Walks in)
Orville: Here I am, Sierra.
Sierra: Hi Orville, and hi Jin!
Jin: Hey little sister! (Hugs Sierra)
Sierra: I'm happy to see you two.
Orville: And I'm happy to see you.
Chase walks in the house, the guests were looking at him with frozen looks on their faces giving the look of either fear or astonishment. Chase lost his leg when he attempted to escape prison, which means he now wears a prosthetic on his amputated leg. Chase then takes a seat at the dinner table and looks at Sierra.
Chase: Nice place you got there.
Sierra: Oh, that's not my place, it's my f-f-friend's place.
Chase: Huh, probably because your place is too damn small.
Sierra: Daddy!
Chase: That's just my guess. Now where's the food?
Sierra: Ummm, Cucumber? Is the turkey done?
Cucumber: (Looks at her timer on her cellphone) Yes, it is.
Sierra: Hand me the oven mitts please, Cucumber.
Cucumber: Coming right up, Sierra. (Hands Sierra the oven mitts)
Chase: (Murmuring) Cucumber, Pffft, what kind of shit ass name is that?
Sierra puts on the oven mitts, opens the oven, but the heat came jumping at Sierra's face and she was surprised by it.
Sierra: Ahhh!
Chase: God dammit, Sierra! Be careful, you stupid cow!
Sierra: S-Sorry! I'm getting the turkey!
Sierra once again opens the oven and carefully grabs the turkey out of the oven, but the lower she was bending over to grab the turkey, her pants was practically falling down showing her panties. Chase then berates Sierra into pulling her pants up.
Chase: Mother of god! Pull your fucking pants up, Sierra!
Sierra: (Drops the tray of turkey on the ground)
Chase: (Snickers) This girl is a clumsy one, isn't she?
Cucumber: Uh oh! You dropped the turkey! But thank god the meat didn't fall on the tile, otherwise, the turkey would be laced with germs.
Sierra: Sorry, Cucumber, daddy yelled at me to pull my pants up.
Cucumber: I forgive you, Sierra. Hand me the mitts please, and I'll place the turkey on the table along with the mashed potatoes and gravy, mac and cheese, ham, steamed veggies, pies, stuffing, cranberry sauce and cornbread.
Sierra: (Pulls her pants up) Thanks, Cucumber.
Vinegar: I don't know about you, Mr. Golding, but your daughter is a looker.
Chase: Oh? You sure about that? Well, you better not be hitting on my daughter.
After all the food has been placed, all the guests have been seated and they are eating their food. It looks like they're enjoying their food so far. Chase was struggling to cut his ham because of his weak muscles.
Vinegar: Mmm! This is some damn good ham! You'd pay like 20 dollars at a fancy restaurant!
Chase: I'd pay 100 to have someone cut this damn thing for me.
Shirley: And this ham hits the spot, all thanks to my one and only nephew!
Chase: So, what's your name, cowboy?
Vinegar: Vinegar, Sierra's husband.
Chase: Well, hello, Vinegar. (Unamused tone)
Vinegar: Sheesh, quite the "hello" coming from you.
Chase: Well congratu-fucking-lations, Sierra, not everyone can afford a good meal like this.
Sierra: Don't thank me, daddy, thank my family and friends.
Chase: I'm guessing you can't even cook for shit.
Sierra: Daddy! I'm trying!
Chase: Try harder!
Vinegar: Come on, Mr. Golding, give the lady time.
Chase: Time? Time for what? Slowly developing skills?
Vinegar: Well, she has to raise her daughter.
Chase: Which one? One of those little ones?
Vinegar: No, that little vixen, Vicki.
Chase: Oh, my mistake, Vinegar. Not like you have anything better to do besides be with my daughter.
Sierra: Daddy! He's my husband!
Chase: Yeah, so what?! He looks like a stupid piece of monkey shit!
Sierra: DADDY!!
Chase: Shut up, Sierra!
Sierra: Vin is a hard working man! He's a photographer!
Chase: Yeah, and I'll bet he takes pictures of a pile of bull manure along with those other photographers I've seen on TV decades ago.
Sierra: That's a lie! Cucumber & Pickles would never take photos of that!
Chase: My ass!
Sierra: Cucumber & Pickles are my childhood heroes!
Chase: Yeah sure! Childhood heroes that like to embarrass the hell out of you!
Orville: Dad, that's enough.
Sierra: They're like family to me! They're my life!
(Cory, Patricia & Vicki covering their ears)
Chase: Family?! A family better than us?!
Sierra: Yes! A better family that you after mom blocked me!
Chase: Your mom blocked you?! (Guffaws)
Sierra: DADDY!! HOW COULD YOU?!
Chase: Serves you right for acting so spoiled, you big baby!
Sierra: I HATE YOU!! (Runs off crying, goes into Cucumber's master bedroom, slams the door loud and screams)
Chase: AND I HATE YOU BACK, YOU LITTLE SHIT!
Chase's insults have caused Sierra to run to Cucumber's master bedroom and cry after Sierra's feelings were hurt bad. It looks like Sierra's plan to treat her father nicely didn't go according to plan, Chase hasn't really changed one bit. After seconds of silence, Cucumber looks at Chase and blasts him for treating his daughter poorly.
Cucumber: See what you did, Mr. Golding?
Vinegar: You dare make my wife cry?!
Chase: So what?! She deserves it!
Cucumber: No, she does not! How could you do this to her?! You're STILL abusive to this day!
Vinegar: Yeah! What breed of a piece of shit are you?!
Chase: Not as a dirty one like you!
Vinegar: Ain't that the fuckin' pot calling the kettle black! You're the worst father to ever exist!
Chase: Do a world a favour, and shut the fuck up, you inbred stinking hillbilly!
Vinegar: (Heavy gasp) What in the FUCK did you just call me?!
Chase: What's it to ya?
Vinegar: Don't call me a hillbilly! That hurts me and my cousin!
Chase: Well, you are one, along with your cousin.
Vinegar: (Growls) If I had an ass kicking button, I'd use it on you!
Chase: Like that's gonna affect me, dick weed.
In the middle of Chase and Vinegar's brawl, Pickles begins to speak up in the middle of his supper.
Pickles: Um, sir, you're gonna have to leave, because you're upsetting the guests and your daughter stormed off because of you.
Chase: Maybe if my daughter would've listened to me, I WOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT!!
Pickles: She didn't listen to you in her youth, because you yell and scream at her a lot!
Chase: Because she's nothing but a whiny bitch!
Pickles: (Stands up, points to the door) Out.
Chase: Nah.
Vinegar: Get out.
Chase: Out of the question.
Cucumber, Pickles & Vinegar: GET THE FUCK OUT!!
Chase: Make me!
Vinegar: Alright, tough ass! (Attempts to drag Chase off the chair, throws him off, falls off the chair unable to get back up due to his prosthetic on his leg.
Chase: Agh! I've fallen, and I can't get it up! You pushed me down, you little son of a bitch!
Vinegar: Good! I'm glad you can't get up, you old poop diaper!
Chase: Loud mouthed, moonshine drinking, titty grabbing hillbilly!
Pickles: (Growls)
Vinegar: God! You are such a bigot! I'm sure as hell you'd degrade Cucumber!
Chase: You're god damn right I would!
Pickles: (Clenching his teeth) Don't. Even. Think about it.
Chase: Oh yeah.
Cucumber: No the fuck you're not!
Orville: Dad, don't.
Jin: No!
Pickles: Do it! I dare ya, I double dare ya, mother fucker!
Chase: Alright, chicken bone sucking, melon munching, piece of shit n****er!!
Cucumber & Pickles: (Heavy Gasp)
Cucumber: Are you fucking kidding me right now?!
Zucchini: (Gasps in offence) Monty! Get that racist man out of this house!
Monty: I'm on it!
Monty steps to Chase on the ground, picks him up with his strength, walks out the front door, throws Chase out of the house.
Monty: And stay out!
Chase: Ow! You win this time, but I'll be back, so HA! Fuck you guys! (Walks off)
Monty: (Closes the door, claps his hands to rid the dust)
Vinegar: Finally.. Now we can enjoy our Thanksgiving dinner.
Orville: Jesus Christ. Dad sure hasn't changed one bit.
Jin: You know, Orville, we regret ignoring Sierra when she's being abused by dad.
Orville: Right you are, Jin.
Vinegar: But where's Sierra?
Orville: I saw her run down the hall to a bedroom.
Jin: I think someone needs a word with her.
Cucumber: I'll go talk to Sierra. (Gets up from the chair, walks to her bedroom)
Pickles: Kids, I'm so sorry you had to hear all that.
Cory: Don't worry, I didn't hear anything.
Vicki: I heard, but I didn't understand a single word of it.
Patricia: Why does that guy hate Aunt Sierra?
Pickles: I have no idea, Patricia.
Vicki: I don't think that man knows how to love a daughter.
Vinegar: I agree, Vicki.
Cucumber walks down the hall to find Sierra, it was easy to find her because of the sounds of Sierra sobbing. Cucumber follows the sound of crying and it leads her to Cucumber's master bedroom door. Cucumber knocks on the door to check on Sierra.
Cucumber: Sierra..?
Sierra: Leave me alone!
Cucumber: Why?
Sierra: You don't know what the fuck it's like to be yelled at!
Cucumber: Huh?! I do know what it's like! It hurts!
Sierra: I'm a failure! Fuck my life! (Sobbing)
Cucumber: Sierra, you don't mean it. Can I come in?
Sierra: Fine!
Cucumber: (Comes in) Again, you don't mean all that.
Sierra: Daddy was right about me!
Cucumber: Wrong, he's just an asshole who spreads lies about you.
Sierra: (Sniffles)
Cucumber: Listen, Sierra, we can resolve this. Your dad shouldn't get in the way of you.
Sierra: I hate my family..
Cucumber: Does your family treat you like shit?
Sierra: Daddy just loved to abuse me as a kid, mom deleted my number, Orville & Jin doesn't do shit about me. He's worse than Spencer!
Cucumber: Ah, Spencer Howler, I hate that motherfucker. And if I were to be frank, I hate your father even more now.
Sierra: How fucking hard is it to love your own daughter?!
Cucumber: I don't think it's that hard if you don't drink alcohol and go batshit.
Sierra: All I did was admire you on TV as a toddler, and daddy didn't approve.. who's his hero? The Bun Bun Beer factory?!
Cucumber: Your dad probably thinks of me negatively back then.
Sierra: And does it give him to right to yell at me?!
Cucumber: And use the N word towards me? No! It does not! You do know that word hurts me and my heritage.
Sierra: Because you and your family is African.
Cucumber: Exactly.
Sierra: And you're not an N word, you're the bravest photographer along with Shepherd, you and him photographed the lions in 1994.
Cucumber: That's true, we even went through obstacles losing good people during our adventures, even fighting the villains. It was a struggle to get over Kevyn & Lee's death, even Lucy's death too. Now Lee and Lucy and reunited in heaven.
Sierra: But, I'm nothing!
Cucumber: Sierra, honey, please don't say that.
Sierra: What do I even do to make me feel special besides raising my little Vicki?
Cucumber: Well, how about I retrace your steps. What are the most best things you did in your childhood?
Sierra: I don't fucking know.. I had A's and B's in school, I loved your adventures on TV. I met you and Shepherd in Vegas in 2024.
Cucumber: Oh yeah, in a game a strip poker. But what do you like doing in general?
Sierra: I don't know.. I just liked tagging along with your adventures years ago. It's a shame that you and Shepherd are retiring next year.
Cucumber: I know, but you know what they say, some good things has got to come to an end at some point, nothing lasts forever.
Sierra: Right, but can we get back to the table? My tummy is kinda rumbling.
Cucumber: Same, we don't want our food to go cold.
After Sierra took the time to talk with Cucumber and calm down, the guests already got started with eating dessert, such as the pies. Pickles was very content eating a cream pie, because it reminded him of all the naughty things he did with Cucumber years ago. Cucumber & Sierra head back to the table, Vicki was happy to see her mother again, even Orville & Jin are happy as well.
Vicki: Mom? Are you okay?
Sierra: Yeah, I'm okay, Vicki. I wanna say, I love you so much, including your father, and the whole family.
Vicki: I love you too, mom.
Shirley: Ohhh, honey, I'm so sorry. How did the talk go, Cucumber?
Cucumber: It went fine. I helped resolve it with Sierra.
Shirley: Ohh, you're such a dear.
Cucumber: I am, and you're a good mama.
Shirley: (Blushes) I'm actually proud of my nephew marrying that golden retriever. She's so adorable.
Sierra: Thanks, Shirley.
Orville: And Sierra, there's no other good sister besides you and Jin.
Jin: Uh uh, mine and Orville's lives would be shitty without you, Sierra.
Sierra: Ohh, Orville.. Ohh, Jin.. I love you guys.
Zucchini: Can you believe that asshole, dad?
Chike: No, I cannot! You think he has the brains to offend me? I don't think so.
Monty: You're strong as a bull, Chike.
Chike: That I am, Monty.
Monty: Those pies are so good, Cucumber! I love banana pies!
Cucumber: Glad to hear it!
After the guests ate their desserts, it was time for all the guests to leave, they hugged each other, and waved goodbye, Shirley hugged Pickles & Vinegar, including Sierra as it's time to head to her hotel she's staying in before she leaves back to Alabama. Shirley gives Pickles, Vinegar, Cucumber, Sierra, Cory, Patricia & Vicki a kiss on either the cheek or the forehead. They were delighted from the kiss, except Vicki, she was disgusted by the kiss.
Next chapter coming...
