[Leon Raiden | Noel Raiden]
Sitting on the counter Noel watched the timer on the clock. It would the first year that her and her brother were stable enough to celebrate Thanksgiving. Before it used to be them on the streets wishing that time of year to be over due to it being cold. They used to have nothing, except each other, no home, no heat, no education, nothing. It was always hard for them to think good positive thoughts during this time of the year due to everything they lacked. It would all bubble up on them and make them horrible, more so than how they usually felt. The oven timer went off with a ding and Noel jumped down to and opened the oven door.