Page 24 of A Raging Merry Christmas
“We are just buying these from a shop, right? I ain’t hunting these fuckers,” I added.
“Who the fuck are you? Daniel Boone? Of course we’re heading to a store,” Rock replied, amused.
“Good. How are we cooking them?” Gunner inquired.
Rock and I sent him a shocked glare.
“What?” Rock asked.
“Drake ordered us to cook the turkeys,” Gunner responded.
“Well, I don’t think we’d get into the kitchen. Mrs Ames will have the catering staff in there. How about we get those friers? Stick the turkey in there and fry the fucker?” Rock said after several moments.
“Fried turkey at Christmas?” I asked dubiously.
“Problem, brother? Maybe you want to stand watch over it to baste it?” Gunner snapped.
“Fried turkey is fine,” I replied. What could possibly go wrong?
Jared
I shook my head. Damn, those guys had no clue. Not really shocked, however, I picked up the phone and dialled Cody.
“Yo,” he answered, and I rolled my eyes.
“Back-up turkeys needed. Gunner, Rock, and Apache are planning on frying them,” I said.
“Fried turkey. Gross,” Cody bitched.
“Get ordering, bro, or that’s what we’ll be having,” I replied.
I could see my brother wrinkling his nose in my imagination.
“On it. Watch out for the other’s organising food,” Cody warned, and I snorted as I hung up.
None of them had a clue. Jesus, this was turning into a Michaelsons, plus Grey, saves the day!
Ghost, Fish, Ezra, Mac, and Lowrider - Ghost’s POV
“Really, we’re meant to decorate the inside?” I demanded. This was not going my way.
“Yeah,” Lowrider replied, looking at the stack of boxes.
“I’ve never done Christmas here. What does it look like?” I asked.
“Christmas,” Fish said helpfully.
Fucker, that wasn’t helpful whatsoever.
“Call the prospects,” Mac whispered, peering around us.
“What?” Ezra murmured back.
“The prospects helped Jett, Hunter, Slate, and Blaze out with the toy lists. They also then saved Calamity, Klutz, and Gauntlet from decorating the entire outside. Although they let them stew for a full day first,” Mac explained with a frown as he, too, had spent a day outside lighting the sleigh path.
“Don’t ask the Hellions for help!” Fish exclaimed, alarmed.
“Hell no. Did you hear about the reindeer orgy and penguin gang bang?” Lowrider said and began laughing.