Hi, guys so this is a thanksgiving CSINY story. Hope you like it. Please comment and feel free to Pm me. I want to get this up before Thanksgiving so on with it lol ;)
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters. Even though I wish I did :) The only character I own is Zoey and some of the other family in this story.
"Now Danny remember, No picking at the food till we all sit down to eat." Lindsay Messer reminded her husband as they drove to his mother's to help cook the Thanksgiving dinner.
"Lindsay don't worry about me ok, I'm a grown up." Danny told her looking in the rear view mirror at his 15 year old daughter Lucy in the back seat.
"Dad, I can see you looking at me." Lucy said looking up from her phone to her dad.
Danny smiled and continued the drive to his mom's.
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Hearing a knock at the door Zoey Messer answered her door to see her youngest son, daughter in-law and granddaughter.
"Hi, Ma." Danny said kissing his mom's cheek.
"Hello, Daniel, Hi Lindsay." She said kissing her daughter in law on the cheek and giving her a hug..
"Hi Zoey." She said giving her mother in law a hug.
"And who is this young lady?" Zoey said giving her granddaughter a hug and kiss.
"Hi grandma. Have you been cooking already, smells like you've been cooking some cannolis." Lucy said taking her coat off hanging it on the hook joining all the other coats.
"I see you've gotten more like you're dad in the food sense department." Zoey joked to her granddaughter.
"Of course she has." Lindsay joked too.
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"So Ma, what can I help with?" Danny asked drying his hands off.
"You can go outside and help your father and Louie fry the turkey. Just make sure we don't have a repeat of last year." She said.
"It was a measly little backyard fire, let it go Ma."
"A fire that nearly caught my house on fire and burned your father's eye brows off."
"Ok, you've got me there." Danny said leaving the kitchen.
"I always do." Zoey said turning back to her work.
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Lucy was sitting at the table chopping vegetables for the stuffing. When her uncle walked in.
"There's my little chipmunk." He said patting her head.
"Uncle Louie, I'm not a chipmunk." She said still chopping.
"Oh, I'm sorry that's right, your to old for the pet names now." He said throwing his hands up.
"I thought you were going to help dad and grandpa with the turkey?" Lucy asked.
"I am. I'm just taking a break from it." Louie said getting a plastic cup from the stack filling it with punch then left.
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Ok should I continue with it? Let me know please.