Every year, the Dutton boys have a tradition they go out and go hunting for a turkey the day before Thanksgiving. Kenzie had gotten used to being stuck in the house with Beth and Monica she'd usually drink herself into a stupper cause her and Beth don't get along. But since she's fucking lucky (not) she's pregnant with her and John's first baby yay to the baby boo no drinking epically no drinking to deal with Beth. John leaves for their little boys' trip it's John, Rip, Tate, Carter, Lee, Jamie, and Kayce. They usually don't catch anything that she is very thankful for since she's the best cook, out of all of them, and she will not be plucking a bird. They come early and Tate and Carter look excited fuck they come into the house all giddy, "We caught a turkey this year!" They said their small bodies full of excitement she internally groaned wanting to bash her head on the island counters top she watched as John came in semi guilty look on his face the others come in beers in hand all exited Lee puts the bird in the sink she can tell they're drunk as Kayce giggles and pats her on the shoulder, "Good luck to ya." Her eye twitched and John got Kayce away from her as fast as he could. John came back into the kitchen as she death glared him. John: I'm sorry, baby. I know this is the last thing ya wanna do while 36 weeks pregnant