Thanksgiving


by Slash Priestess

Rated G

It was Thanksgiving night, and Benny lay in bed, smiling.

He had so many blessings to be thankful for this year he had a hard time counting them all.

He had a large, loving, semi-adopted, semi-official family. He was healthy. He had Diefenbaker.

He had a new apartment. A bigger apartment in a better part of town, with new furniture. Benny wouldn’t necessarily count that among his blessings, but Ray did.

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Benny smiled as he felt a pair of arms wrap around him and pull him closer, and he sighed and snuggled up to the biggest blessing in his life.

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