A/N: Okay people this is where the movie starts. If I get anything wrong from here on out with the story please don't hesitate to tell me. A big thank you, hugs and a virtual cookie goes to rosecoloredskys and A Hotter Kiss A Better Touch for their reviews!
Disclaimer: Don't own! Don't sue! I'm only borrowing for a little bit. Troy Duffy owns everything here except my two girls.
It was officially St. Patrick's Day. One thing that really sucked was the guys had to work. Which meant they had to get up earlier to go to church and then on to work. Patricia and Shayla decided that they were going to be drinking all night so they were going to try to sleep in. They got up late morning. Connor and Murphy would have already gone to church and be at work. Shayla was the first to get into the bathroom to shower as Patricia sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee and reading the paper. Shayla finally emerged from the bathroom showered and fully dressed. She walked into the kitchen to join her sister. "Shay do ye think it's as bad 'ere on St. Patty's Day as it is back in New York?" Shayla laughed. "Pat I think it's worse here. There are more Irishmen." Patricia joined in her sisters laughing. She finished her coffee and went to take a shower herself.
Shayla was watching T.V. by the time her sister was done. They were both ready to head out to church then to McGinty's where they promised Doc they would help decorate and set up the bar. They headed out the door grabbing their rosaries as they went. They got outside and made their way to church. They quickly walked the few short blocks in silence. They reached the church and walked in sitting at a pew all the way in the back. They did their usual routine. Kneeling and saying their prayers then sat back and listened to the rest of the sermon. The monsignor was talking about the indifference of good men and that struck a chord with the girls. It also sounded like it was something he was talking about all day.
Mass had ended and they left the church to head over to McGinty's. They reached the bar and knew that Doc had left the back door open for them to come in. They headed down an alley and into the bar. Doc was filling the freezer with ice when they walked in. "Hey Doc. What do ye want us ta do?" Doc jumped slightly at Shayla's voice. "G-g-g-girls yer ear-ear-early." Patricia walked up to Doc to help with the ice. "We just got outta church and came straight 'ere." "Ok-k-k-ay then ye c-c-c-can help decorate. FUCK-ASS!" The girls got straight to work at cleaning and decorating.
They had finished rather quickly and Doc was ready to open. "Are ye g-g-g-girls gonna s-s-s-stay or come b-b-b-back later? FUCK-ASS!" "We'll be back later Doc. Were gonna go 'ome." Doc nodded and thanked the girls. They left the bar and headed back to their apartment. They quickly walked home knowing they had some things to do before they had fun for the night. They reached their apartment talking their coats and rosaries off. They had adopted the same thing the guys did. They hung their rosaries on nails by the door. After that was done they both plopped down on the couch to relax a few moments before they went to get ready. "Pat ye know we gotta call ma right?" "Aye Shay we do."
Shayla picked up the phone and dialed the number she had memorized. She held the phone between her and Pat so they can both hear. After a few rings their ma finally answered.
"'Ello."
"Hey ma." The girls said in unison.
"Oh be still me heart. Me two long lost daughters decide ta call their poor old ma." The sarcasm in her voice was sickening.
"Okay ma quit it." Patricia had an annoyed tone in her voice. Shayla giggled.
"How are me girls doin? Where are ye livin now cause I tried ta call ya last week."
Shayla held the phone closer to her ear to talk to her ma. "We're doin good ma. We're in Boston now. Things were gettin to bad back in New York."
"I see. Ye were close ta gettin caught?"
"Aye ma we were. But atleast we picked a good place ta hide out. And on top of it we met up with some old friends." Shayla was beaming just thinking about Connor.
"Ye mean Connor and Murphy." Their ma knew right away who Shayla was talking about.
Patricia snatched the phone from her sister to finally get her piece in. "How did ye know ma?"
"Cause I know me girls. I'll bet yer in South Boston and I knew that's where they were."
"Well ma how's Annabelle and Sibeal?" Shayla was pulling back on the phone so she can hear. Patricia held it between them.
"Their doin fine. I think Annabelle has somethin planned fer tha boys. I think its gonna be a doozy." The girls laughed knowing full well Annabelle MacManus and her tricks.
"Now girls tell me tha truth. What's goin on with tha two 'o ye and tha MacManus boys?"
Patricia pulled the phone away for a second. "That woman is a witch. How'd she know?" Shayla just shrugged and Patricia held the phone between them again.
"Well ma Shay an Connor are quite tha couple now." "Yeah and so is Pat and Murphy." Shayla slapped her sister in the back of the head. Patricia slapped her back.
"I knew it! Well I'm glad ye girls are with two fine guys. Annabelle will be so happy ta hear tha news. What does this mean fer yer callin?"
"We want ta be happy ma and we decided ta stop." Shayla quickly stated their feelings.
"I see. As long as ye can live with it. Well it's about time ye get goin so ye can enjoy yer night. Promise me one thing girls…"
"What ma?" Both girls asked in unison.
"No fightin tanight an stay outta trouble."
"Aye ma we will be good little Irish girls." Patricia had the same sarcasm in her voice as her mother. "We promise ma." Shayla had to say her piece.
"I love ye girls and I'll be talkin ta ye soon."
"Love ya too ma." Both girls spoke in unison and Patricia hung up.
They were still sitting on the couch thinking about the conversation. "Ma took it quite well don't ya think?"
"Aye she did. But I'm wonderin what Annabelle has in store fer tha guys."
"Well we'll have ta wait fer later ta find out. It's probably gonna be a good one though."
They both got off the couch and went on to start straightening up the apartment and get themselves ready. Shayla was the first to be changed and ready to go out. While Patricia was getting ready Shayla made a quick dinner so they can eat before anything. Patricia walked into the kitchen to where Shayla had already started eating. She joined her and they both finished quickly. The girls knew the guys would be at McGinty's already so they cleaned up from dinner and headed out the door.
They reached the bar and walked through the heavy door. As they walked into the packed, smoke filled bar, they were greeted by shouts of hello and happy St. Patty's Day. They made their way to where the guys were, saying their greetings as they went. They reached the guys just as they are all laughing hysterically and Doc is throwing ice at them. Shayla sneaks up behind Connor and gives him a kiss on the back of his neck. "Aye lass I don't think me girlfriend would like ye doin that." Shayla leaned in close to whisper in his ear. "I'm more than ye can handle Mon amour." Connor smiled quickly turning on his stool to kiss her. Murphy saw the girls coming and already had Patricia in his arms, kissing her. They all broke their kiss when they heard a familiar voice "Hey Fuck Ass! Get me a Beer!" They all greeted Rocco as he walked over to the group.
Shayla and Patricia were sitting between Connor and Murphy all dinking and laughing. Rocco had gone to bother one of the waitresses. "So guys what did ye ma do ta ya this time?" Shayla was smiling looking back and forth between them. "Don't tell me ye two knew what she was gonna do?" Both girls shook their heads. Patricia turned to Murphy. "All we knew was she had somethin planned. Our ma told us." Connor put his arm around Shayla. "She made us believe she was gonna kill 'erself." Both Shayla and Patricia gasped then started laughing hysterically. "Aye that wasn't tha only thing taday. Con 'ere got a shot ta tha nuts by some big angry lesbian." Murphy just had to torture Connor. Shayla turned to Connor with a sympathetic look on her face. Patricia was still laughing. "Macho Murph 'ere took care 'o it though." Patricia was finally calming down from her hysterics. "Don't tell me ye did what I think ye did Murph." Connor nodded. "Well serves tha wench right." Shayla was sticking up for Murphy. Connor had a shocked expression on his face. He never expected Shayla to agree with what Murphy did. "Hell if I were there I woulda knocked her lights out too." They all started laughing.
It was basically closing time but Doc was enjoying being with his regular group. Both sets of twins, Rocco and a few others were still hanging around drinking. They were all very drunk by this point. Shayla was sitting on Connor's lap on the stool and Patricia was sitting on Murphy's lap. Doc spoke up being very serious. He was trying to get everyone to gather around. "I've got bad news. Looks like I'm gonna have ta close d-down the bar. The Russians have been buying up buildings all over town. Fuck!-Ass! And they're not letting me renew my lease." They all sat there in stunned silence. Rocco was the first to speak. "Let me talk to my boss and see what he can do." Everyone started yelling at him. "L-l-listen I don't want anyone ta know until the last possible moment. So you guys keep your traps shut. ya know what they say; People in glass houses sink ships." They all started laughing and Connor and Murphy were imitating Doc with his mix and match proverbs.
As they were laughing, three big angry looking Russians walked in. Connor asks Shayla to go behind the counter with Doc. Murphy does the same with Patricia. Both girls do as requested and stand near Doc. "I am Ivan Checkov and you will be closing now." The girls can't see the guy's expression from where they were standing but they knew something was going to happen. Murphy being the smartass he is cracks a joke that makes everyone but the three Russians laugh. Checkov has an annoyed look on his face. He points at Doc telling him to stay and everyone else to go. Doc is getting very pissed off now. "Why don't you make like a tree and get the fuck outta here." Connor and Murphy are trying really hard not to have the situation escalate. They both grab a beer and a shot of whiskey and turn back to Checkov inviting him and his cronies to drink. Checkov does the most unspeakable act anyone can do in front of an Irishman and knocks the beers out of Connor and Murphy's hands. Shayla and Patricia look to each other knowing that things were going to get ugly. Words are going back and forth as it can be seen that Connor and Murphy are trying their hardest not to fight. Rocco being a drunken idiot decided to speak up and insults the Russians mother. Checkov punches him in the face causing Rocco to hit his head on the bar. Shayla and Patricia knew by the look on the twin's faces that was the last straw. They themselves wanted to jump the counter and beat this guy but held back. Connor and Murphy started speaking Russian while they still held their shot glasses. Checkov and his lackeys looked shocked. Both Shayla and Patricia understood exactly what they were saying. Next thing the girls knew Connor and Murphy were drinking their shots and a bar brawl was on.
Shayla and Patricia watched the guys in amazement as they really did a number on the Russians. Shayla noticed the animalistic look in Connor's eyes and couldn't help but shudder. Patricia did the same this as she looked into Murphy's eyes. All of the guys in the bar had subdued the Russians and at Connor's request they tied Checkov to the bar. The sisters came out from behind the bar and stood next to their guys. Shayla was leaning into Connor as he wrapped his arm around her. Patricia and Murphy were both leaning on the bar. Connor leaned over handing Shayla a near empty bottle of Hennessey. "Light this asshole up love." Shayla smiled grabbing the bottle. She opened the bottle and poured some on Checkov's ass. She spun the bottle on her palm like a pro and set it down. "Now, like my fine brother says, on St. Patty's everyone's Irish. And this piece of shit is about to be initiated." Connor lit his cigarette and tossed the match on Checkov, setting him ablaze. Both Connor and Shayla had a sadistic look on their faces. Connor tilted Shayla's face up to him and kissed her. The rest of the guys ran to put out the fire.
They got the fire out and Patricia got an idea. She turned to everyone in the bar. "Let's add insult to injury. Throw them in the dumpster." Everyone laughed and the other patrons agreed and dragged the three Russians outside and threw them in the dumpster down the alley. The four of them stayed inside with Doc laughing. They were back in their original seats. "Doc we'll come by before ye open and help ya clean up." Shayla was smiling now as she spoke to Doc. He nodded his thanks. Everyone came back in from the alley. Patricia turned to Shayla and the guys. "I think it's time we get home boys." They all agreed and said their goodbyes to everyone and left. The guys walked the girl's home and they went their separate ways.
A/N: Okay I really didn't want to go into all of the script at the end here. I've noticed that I'm really not ending any of my chapters in a cliffhanger. I might have to do that soon ;) Please review. I don't mind if you tell me to go fuck off and never write again. I would like it if you tell me you love it. I just want to know my story is doing something. One other thing. The girls ma her name is Ann Marie. Just remember that for future chapters.