In the Baxter Building apartment, the fireplace in the living room radiated comforting warmth. An ever-popular episode of Friends played on the large-screen television, and canned laughter rang out now and then amid the amusing jokes.
Jean lounged sideways on the sofa with her legs tucked up, utterly languid, like a cat curled up in its little nest and enjoying a peaceful moment, with no desire to move at all.
"I'm telling you, are you really not going to come help?"
Wearing an apron and gloves, Sean bustled around the kitchen, preparing the holiday's essential turkey along with the other ingredients.
"Sorry, I've temporarily come down with a condition where going into the kitchen makes my whole body feel awful. Besides, I think you can handle it." Jean lay on her side, a teasing smile on her face. "Oh, and don't forget my favorite cranberry sauce and pumpkin pie... Happy Thanksgiving!"
"Wow, it's truly an honor to serve Ms. Jean Grey such a lavish feast."
Sean cried out theatrically as he mixed breadcrumbs, onions, salt, and pepper together, stuffed them into the turkey, and slid it into the oven.
Today was Thanksgiving, and the whole city brimmed with the joy of family reunions. Unfortunately, Sean had not been so fortunate before this. Gwen and Betty were staying home to spend the holiday with their parents, while a certain little girl who had slipped away was probably wandering around in her RV. The Fantastic Four and Iron Man had plans of their own as well.
Miss Scarlett, with whom he had only recently had an intimate exchange, was also said to be returning to Los Angeles to visit her family. Her voicemail had conveyed deep regret over it. On this warm and cozy holiday, Sean, who normally had beauties on both