2d, ace and noodle had gone out to go get the last minute christmas goodies and anything else they needed for the festivities. As the three had their fun during this christmas eve morning murdoc had gotten up much earlier than was normal for him. He would for once have his glasses on staring blankly at his phone at a recipe....hmph....he would quickly open up the fridge shuffling through the vegetable and fruit drawer looking around....he honestly had no clue if they had all the ingredients for this...he would rather not have to call the others and ruin his christmas eve surprise if it turns out well.
As murdoc would start shuffling through the freezer praying to satan that russell hasn't used the pork shoulder he bought a couple weeks ago he wouldn't notice how loud he was being as he tosses frozen bags of vegetables and other frozen foods for when russell didn't want to cook onto the counter out of his way. Russell who had been getting himself cleaned up for the day upstairs would perk his head up hearing murdoc's chaos downstairs. " what in the hell is mudz doing down there? " Russell would quietly mutter to himself...despite being slightly afraid to see the mess...his curiosity was peaked...he would finish flossing his teeth and putting his dirty clothes in the hamper before making his way downstairs.
Russell as he made his way down would catch murdoc mumbling to himself. " bloody dammit ... .we don't have hominy..and the pork shoulder is gone..." Russell as he quietly listened became even more curious....was...was murdoc trying to cook? Russell would walk to the entrance of the kitchen clearing his throat to get murdoc's attention. " What are you up to mudz? " murdoc would glance over to russell as he had a disappointed expression on his still tired face. He gave a sad sigh. " i wanted to make something special for christmas eve....i haven't had it in bloody decades....before we...met up again...a friend i made in high school used to invite me and my other mate to his grandparent's house for christmas eve....his grandma used to make amazing pozole....i've always wanted to make my own....but...i guess it just wasn't meant to be..." murdoc would look down at the counter disappointed.....even when he genuinely tries to do something special...something always has to go wrong.
It hurt Russell's soul to hear murdoc put himself down and seeing him give up ... .despite not planning to do much besides work on preparing Christmas dinner for tomorrow ... .Russell would sigh. " Mudz grab your jacket and the keys to the golf cart. " murdoc would glance over to russell slightly confused. Before Murdoc could question Russell he would get told Russell's plan. " where making that pozole together mudz. I know the small smiths here have what we need. " Murdoc's head would perk up in excitement ... .despite not being one to smile often for such seemingly small reasons...he would smile like an excited little kid as he would quickly wander off to get his coat and the golf cart keys.
After around fifteen minutes or so murdoc and russell would make it back to the house carrying in the bags full of ingredients. As Russell would put the groceries down in the kitchen he would glance at Murdoc who was putting away their coats. " alright mudz find the recipe you were using and i'll read it. I know you want to cook this by yourself but I'll help you if you need it. " Murdoc would glance at Russell with a nod. He enjoyed that Russell, despite Murdoc's much more limited knowledge on cooking, wasn't going to just do everything for him and treat him like a moron or a toddler. He genuinely gets to learn how to do this on his own with Russell's input.
Murdoc, after finding the recipe again, would hand Russell his cell phone. Russell would glance at the recipe as he started instructing murdoc. " Alright mudz I need you to grab the big pot I normally use to make soups and gumbo and fill it with ten cups of water. "Murdoc would nod as he shuffled through the pots and pans, finding the massive pot and placing it on the stove. As Murdoc worked on filling the pot with water Russell would turn on the oven, deciding to multitask and work on the gingerbread cookies while Murdoc makes the pozole. He would grab his stand mixer from the cabinets getting it ready. He would place the cell phone on the counter next to him as he uses his quite good memory to grab the ingredients for the cookies.

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