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Fionnula's Fish and Chips. Derry, Northern Ireland. Later that afternoon.
After enjoying their smoothies, the Derry girls and James got dressed in their normal clothes and began making their way back to the Quinn house. It had taken a while for Chelsea to get her wild hair out of the swimming cap and back to its normal curly texture, but it had been well worth it. Going swimming at Lisnagelvin had been the most fun that Chelsea'd had in quite a while.
"You were right, that was so much fun!" Chelsea exclaimed as she walked arm and arm with Erin and Orla.
"Told ya, the wave pool was cracker!" Clare exclaimed as the sky started to get orange with the setting of the sun. Chelsea knew that her parents were probably worried sick about her. She hadn't called or even left a note when she had snuck out of the hotel, but she couldn't risk the secret service bringing her back kicking and screaming. This was her first shot at having free time with her new friends and by God, she was going to make the most of it.
All of a sudden, the sound of growing stomachs was heard and the pain of hunger was felt amongst them.
"Oh man...i'm so hungry I could eat a horse." Chelsea remarked as her thoughts immediately turned to finding some food and right soon.
"There's Fionnula's; the most class chippie in Derry." Orla remarked dreamily as she remembered the taste of the delicious fish that only she could make.
"Until Michelle got us all banned fer life." Erin grumbled as it had been a while now and she still missed the taste of Fionnula's fish and chips.
"I told ya, I didn't think that the flames on the liquor were gonna be that hot; you don't have to keep raging, Erin." Michelle snapped as she had clearly been read the riot act over whatever she had dine that led to Fionnula banning them from her fish and chips place sufficiently enough.
"I miss her chips so much..." Clare whined as the ban had clearly been especially hard upon her.
"To be honest...I haven't really minded fhat much." James said with a shrug before turning to Chelsea. "Her food was much too greasy anyway."
"Don't listen to him Chelsea, the English wouldn't know good food if it bit them in the arse; eejit." Michelle snapped at her cousin who promptly shut his mouth.
"Fionnula didn't ban me, did she?" Chelsea asked with a mischievous grin on her face. "I could get the food for us, i brought all my birthday money and mh psrents got it traded for pounds."
"Oh my God...you are so cracker!" Erin exclaimed as she wrapped the first daughter into a massive bear hug.
"Are we sure that this is going to work, what if Fionnula finds out what Chelsea's doing; she'll get banned too!" James protested, mainly because he didn't want to have to be forced to eat the greasy food.
"She'll be fine, Dicko. We'll stay out of sight and Fionnula will never know." Michelle insisted.
"Go in and just get as much fish and chips as you can." Erin commanded as Chelsea went inti the chippie. The girls waited for about 15 minutes until Chelsea emerged with 2 bags filled with fish and chips.
"Praise be, we're eating like queens tonight!" Orla declared as the girls and James quickly gave Chelsea a much deserved group hug.
Quinn house. Later that evening.
Mary, Gerry, Joe, Sarah, and little Anna were waiting at home for their girls. When a knock at the door was finally heard, Mary rushed to open said door and found her daughter and her friends.
"Where in the blazes have ya been, we've been having a cack attack wondering where you lot were!" Mary exclaimed as the girls and James quickly got inside the Quinn home.
"We stopped at Fionnula's and got supper!" Orla exclaimed as James and Clare brought in the big bags of fish and chips; to the surprise of everyone present.
"Sweet suffering Jesus, how did ya get Fionnula to lift the ban?" Aunt Sarah asked in pure astonishment.
"We didn't...we had ourselves a decoy." Erin said with excitement as Chelsea followed the girls unto the kitchen where the Quinn-McCool family was gathered.
"Who is this wain?" Grandpa Joe inquired.
Only the Chelsea Clinton in the flesh, Granda!" Erin exclaimed with pride as she didn't know of anyone else who could say that they'd had the first daughter over for supper.
"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!" Gerry exclaimed as he had not believe that Erin and her gal pals would actually get to meet Chelsea; even after they had gotten her letter.
"Please, please, come in and rest yourself." Mary said with eagerness as she wanted their houseguest to be comfortable as the food from Fionnula was divvied up amongst everyone; except James, who just had a couple slices of toast.
"Holy crap, this is delicious. No wonder people in the UK love to eat fish and chips." Chelsea remarked as she dug into her portions.
"I told ya that Fionnula's food was class." Clare said with a grin as she too ate heartily.
"Um...Chelsea, I was just wondering: do your ma and da know that you're here?" Gerry asked as Chelsea immediately clammed up. She didn't want to lie to Erin's old man, but she knew rhat if she told him the truth, he would contact her parents and that would put an end to her Irish adventure right then and there.
"Of course Bill knows she's here, Christ, why do ya have ta be such a sinpleton?" Joe asked, swooping into save the day as Chelsea went back to filling up on fish and chips; grateful that the topic was now closed for discussion.
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