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Chapter 4

How does it go?

Up in flames

"Alrighty!" Fiona began, clapping her hands together. "Let's get back to work!"

The three continued cleaning the best they could. Fiona taking sweeping, Lara doing dishes, and Claire getting throwing out any and all expired food. A few minutes into the routine, however, the three smelled something drifting through the air.

"Uh... Claire?" Fiona asked, "Are you keeping an eye on whatever it is your cooking?"

"I'm not cooking anything yet." Claire replied, also questioning where the burning smell was coming from.

"We'll something's burning." Lara commented.

After several seconds, the three gasped in horror as the same thought came to their minds. "OUR CLOTHES!"

The three turned to see their clothes sitting on the grill top... And getting eaten by the small flame on top!

"YOU PUT OUR CLOTHES ON THE FREAKING GRILL?!" Lara shrieked as she grabbed Fiona, "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"I didn't think it was still on!" Fiona shouted.

"Nevermind that! Grab the fire extinguisher!" Claire shouted as she turned the grill off.

Lara grabbed the extinguisher off the wall and aimed the nozzle at the flame. She pressed the handle and...

*Hisss!*

"How the hell does your Aunt stay in business?!" Lara barked as she tossed the extinguisher away.

Thinking quickly, Fiona grabbed the hose from the sink and sprayed, extinguishing the flames as steam and smoke filled the room. The girls coughed as the smoke and steam settled, looking down at the surface of the grill. Miraculously, their keys and wallets survived, if only singed and hot to the touch.

The same, however, could not be said about the ashes that was once their clothes or the hunks of melted plastic that was once their phones.

"Uh..." Fiona began with a sheepish chuckle as Claire and Lara glared daggers at her. "Okay, I know this looks bad, but -"

"'Looks bad', Fi?" Lara asked, her eye twitching. "'Looks'?! Fiona, we have no clothes! We have no way to call anyone to get us clothes! This freaking is bad!"

"I mean," Fiona said as she used a pair of tongs to grab the wallets and keys and sat them on the counter, "we still have our wallets and keys. That's good, right? Although, Claire lost her alligator keychain..."

Claire growled.

"Yeah, we can get into our houses, but need I remind you your Aunt dropped us off?" Lara challenged, "How are we going to get -"

"Hey! Anybody here?!"

"Oh no! Toby!" Lara squealed, donning the classic ENF pose as she blushed crimson. "I can't let him see me like this!"

"Don't worry, I have an idea!" Fiona said.

"That's when we should worry the most!" Claire hissed.

What does Fiona have planned?

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