Stiles

Thanksgiving wasn't celebrated too much in Beacon Hills due to all of the supernatural distractions, but every year, you and Stiles always made an effort to celebrate no matter what was going on.

"Happy Thanksgiving," you said as you placed the plate of turkey on the table. You saw Stiles locking his lips as you sat down next to him.

"It looks delicious as always, Y/N," he said and slid a piece of meat on his plate.

"Thank you, Stiles," you said as you grabbed the bowl of stuffing.

You and Stiles had been dating for 5 years, and this was a tradition for 4 years.

All of a sudden, a loud knock was heard from the door, and you hesitated to open it. You looked over at Stiles and he nodded, so you stood up and opened the door.

There in front of you was a frantic Scott McCall who was nervously looking around.

"Can we help you, Scott?" You asked as you felt Stiles put his hand on your shoulder.

"There's another Alpha in Beacon Hills!" Scott basically shouted.

"Oh man..." Stiles said under his breath. "Well, we are kind of in the middle of having our traditional dinner, do you think it can wait until tomorrow?"

"I mean...I guess so..." Scott said as his voice trailed off.

"Thanks Scott," you said while giving him a hug. "Would you like to join us?"

"I would love to, but I can't, thanks though. See ya tomorrow," Scott said and quickly walked away.

"I feel bad," you said as you closed the door.

"Yeah, me too," Stiles said as he scratched the back of his neck. "I guess we can be thankful that he doesn't get hurt tonight."

"Very true," you said a placed a kiss on his cheek. "Shall we continue our dinner?"

"We shall," Stiles replied teasingly.

And so, you did.

Stuart

The timer went off and you slid an oven mitt on your hand and opened the oven door. Smoke filled your vision and you swatted it away. The smoke alarm started to go off so you quickly ran into the hallway and turned it off and opened up the windows on the main floor of your house.

You walked back to the kitchen and disappointingly looked at the burnt turkey in the oven.

"Darn..." You mumbled and rubbed your hand on your forehead.

"I'm home!" Stuart yelled as he walked into the house and took his beanie off his head.

You walked into the entrance of the house and said "I did it again! Somehow I managed to burn the bird again! I follow all of the directions to the point and I somehow seem to make the same mistake every year..."

You and Staurt had been married for 3 years and our of those years, you always burned the turkey every Thanksgiving.

"Hey, it's okay, we have an alternative," Stuart said and rubbed his hands up and down your arms.

"Chinese food?" You asked already knowing the answer. You wrapped you arms around his neck and smiled lovingly at him.

"Chinese food," Stuart confirmed and placed a kiss on your cheek. You pushed Stuart's glasses up the bridge of his nose and he pecked your lips in response.

And with that, you ordered the food and had it delivered to your house and enjoyed it just like the years before.

Mitch
(In this imagine, you are Mitch and Katrina's daughter {idea requested by ThomasNewt2029 })

"And what are you thankful for, Y/N?" Your mom asked you as you held hands with her and your dad.

"I'm thankful that Daddy saves people who are in danger, like a superhero!" You said confidently.

Mitch laughed lightly and said, "Thanks Pumpkin. I'm thankful for a wonderful, loving family who I get to see every day," Mitch looked over at his wife and she smiled to him. That was a lie, of course, he was never home because of his job and he didn't see us everyday, he just made it seem like he did.

"Well, I guess that leaves me," Katrina said. "I'm thankful we have food on the table and a safe house to live in."

"Dig in!" Mitch said and helped you get some cranberry sauce on your plate.

Almost everyone you knew had huge family dinners with their grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, but you didn't have that. No grandparents, or anything, but you were more than happy that you had a loving mother and father.

Then the phone rang and we all knew who was calling; it was the government asking Mitch to kill someone.

"Please, can't there be someone else to take your job for today?" Katrina begged.

Mitch shook his head,"I'll be home before the night's over," he promised and quickly ran our of the house.

You stabbed your turkey and looked up and noticed that your mom was crying. You ran to her side and pulled her into a hug. "I know, I miss him too..."

All she did was nod, and that was all that was needed.

As always, Mitch broke his promise and didn't come home until a whole week later which devastated you and Katrina.

Dylan

You and Dylan's family were surrounding a table crowded with food and everyone was talking about the past year.

This was your first year celebrating this holiday with the O'Brien's, and of course your name got pulled into a conversation and your heart began to flutter.

Dylan then reached for your hand under the table and squeezed it reassuringly.

"What's it like dating an actor who travels all the time?" Dylan's aunt asked as everyone stopped talking and focused their attention to you.

"It's ummm..." You hesitated not knowing what to say. "It's actually really nice, traveling with the most amazing and talented man and discovering new places," you said regaining your confidence and making eye contact with Dylan.

"So you follow him around?" Dylan's grandpa asked and pointed his fork in your direction.

"Well I wouldn't say follow..." Dylan corrected.

"I go with him, it's sort of a permanent vacation. It's definitely a mutual decision, and I enjoy seeing a different place each month," you said finishing your lover's sentence.

"Exactly," Dylan said and nodded his head.

"Interesting..." His grandpa said and continued eating his dinner.

"Any other questions for the lovely Y/N?" Dylan asked and you both hoped there weren't any.

"Have you guys ever-" Dylan's mom started.

"Mom!" Dylan scolded.

"Sorry, sorry," his mom said and held up her hands in defeat. "I was just curious, that's all." And with that, the table erupted with laughter and everyone returned to their previous conversations.

You turned to face Dylan and he gave a wink signaling something yet to come later that night....

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A/N
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!! :) I will be taking a little break from posting, but I will return to my schedule next week.

~Amanda
RockinGirl10123

P.S. I didn't do Thomas because I just posted a chapter on him and I could not think of anything, sorry about that ;)