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What was happening here? Otto just wanted to make himself a sandwich and grab a drink. But there was a crowd. People. A lot of them all in one place at one time. This wouldn't do. Otto didn't like crowds. Hated crowds.

Should he just escape and find a vending machine? Oh.. but he had his little heart set on making a sandwich. Maybe if he left and came back....

Sasha left Wash to the potatoes, rising from the stool to salt the water that they'd boil the vegetables in.

She gave a slight smile to Eva and Minerva in passing, thoughts wandering idly to the awkwardness that awaited her on the other side of the kitchen door.

Melvin saw you Otto. There was no escaping now.

"Otto! How nice of you to join us." Melvin grinned, feeling especially impish to be dragging people to the event. This was a "family" holiday after all, and he'd drag Otto in it to make it feel like it.

Moving over, he expertly sidestepped in his way. "We could really use your help."

"I can take a few bug bites!" pumping her fist into the air, like she just didn't care. Actually that was a good thing Jordan mentioned it. Otherwise she might have been temped to stick her feet in every mud puddle she sees. "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind. Maybe I'll just make my own mud slops then." She smiled and gave the two dudes a wave, heading into the kitchen.

It was getting pretty hot in the kitchen, but surprisingly not much of a yummy food smell yet. Where was the turkey?

First thing she spotted was Sasha peeling some veggies and handling a pot. "Hey, can I take a couple of these potatoes?" taking two of them as she was asking. Whether Sasha said yes or no, Hazel took them anyway and crammed them into her overly stuffed back. "Thanks! Also, do we have any dried food? We need it for jars and foot turkeys," then her eyes saw the pantry of canned goods which is probably where they were getting ingredients from. "Oh, never mind, I'll just take some canned corn. Keep up the good work!" she grabbed some various canned foods, corn, beans and whatever else to put into her bag.

She continued her quest to scavenge for things for the centerpieces, and squeezed past a couple people then suddenly she noticed one particular blonde kid. Hazel snuck up to the guy and lunged at Otto from behind. At the momentum she was going, her huge bag of miscellaneous things swung up from behind her and forced the two of them forward. "CHUBBY BUNNY!" she shouted in excitement.

This was probably really dangerous in a kitchen...

********. It was Melvin. Otto tried to flee then and there, but the taller blonde had blocked his path. "Uh. nah. S'cool. Ya'll just... do whatever you were doin.." Otto wanted to run. Run far.

But now he had a surprisingly heavy migdet flung onto his back.

"APNIEFWEIH---" Otto stumbled forward, bracing the weight by grabbing onto a wall. "Goddammit.." Sasha's smile was met with a strained, somewhat cynical sneer. No hard feelings Sasha. it wasn't personal.

"What the ******** is goin on here... do i even wanna know... Git off my back, chunky."

"Yeah. You're looking less stressed," Jordan said, and started on folding another turkey. He glanced towards the kitchen. "That's the first time I've met Hazel," he mused. "She has a lot of energy."

"I'm... I'm better." He set his jaw and nodded as though it had taken him a moment to convince himself. "Yeah, better." He drew in a deep breath. "Candace gave me a haircut. She wanted it to be short again but I kind of like growing it out, I don't know." He nabbed an orange marker to add beaks to the turkeys next.

"I've got no idea," Jerry laughed weakly, still feeling a bit awkward. "I thought I heard Melvin say he's expecting at least twenty. And any extras we can decorate with I figure..."