A Turkey's Thanksgiving (Shortstory)

 Peck. Peck. It is a normal day. Peck. Peck. I look up and see a human. "SQQUUAACCCKK!" I puff out my black feathers. Human, back away. This is my land. My feet walk on my land. Wait.... Do I have feet? Human's have these weird... whatever you call them. These are the feet we own. Where am i getting at with this?

I look down at the ground filled with seeds. Oh goodie! Peck. Peck. This is yummy. Peck. Peck. I hear my brethren cry. My head quickly jerks up. I turn my head. "SQQUUUAACKKK!" Timmy... Jimmy! Where art thou taketh thee? I watch as these men grab my brethren by the throats and drag them out of this prison. I must find thy brethren! Oh! Grains! Peck. Peck.

The large fireball hath fallen.These fireflies got stuck in the sky somehow. It ruins thy appetite. So much food that went to waste. Oh yes! Thy brethren hath been stolen. I look out the small holes in the gates. The guard is in deep slumber. I walk at a fast pace towards the door of the gate. It is closed. Plan has failed. This is only an obstacle. One large leap! Wup. No. I was so high too! I went a centimeter! I guess it's time to gobble up. I peck the door. Peck. Peck. Nothing! The large guard awakens from his slumber and looks down upon me. How dare you look down at me sir!

He opens the gate as I yell at him. I peck his bare ankles. Peck. Peck. My tongue touches my bloody beak and I taste his sweet blood as he falls on one knee. He wacks his hand down and it falls on top of my beek. I.. need..... MORE! I swirl my beek in the open wound of his hand, tasting every inch of his flesh. He yells in pain and agony. I still need MORE! I rip my beeck out of the hole in his hand.Oh, the fear in his eyes maketh me smileth, if 't be true I can smileth. I turn and gobble out of the gate, through the open door. I am going to findeth you thy brethren!

I walk down the hard, black river. I walk down till I see weird flashing lights. I wobble towards it and smell an awful stench. I wobble towards it with a curious manner. I turn the corner and I find.... Brother Timmy. No! I wobble towards him. In his honor. Peck. Pecckk... I smack my beek. His flesh tastes delicious. Why?

I continue to nom. Peck Peck. I peck till he is't bone. His flesh is the best I've ever tasted. I must have more. I wobble back to the coop. I go to the back of the coop and turn to thy brethren and sisters. I can feel my brain smiling, mainly because my beek cannot smile. Is that sadness? Or just force? Probably just force? Where was I? I look down. Grains! Wait... there's something better!

I need to think this through. If every turkey was eaten at once, where will all the goods come from? Certainly not... Oh grains! No focus. "SSSQQQUUUAAAKKKKK!" All of the turkeys turn towards me. "Listen I am more powerful than you, therefore once a year I will have a sacrifice and eat one of you."

Those fools! They actually believe me! I can see it in there eyes. HAHA! Endless meats! I win. "Thank you for submitting to this sacrifice! I am thankful for your meets. This day.... This time of year shall be a turkey's Thanksgiving. I named it. My holiday."