room. She stood back and let them charge on ahead of her, whooping. Roisin rolled her eyes. âYouâd swear they were never fed.â
The kitchen was unbearably hot and steamy. Aunt Fionnula was opening a window for a bit of relief as Maddy walked in. She noticed that although the room was as steamy as a sauna, it didnât wilt her auntâs helmet of hair, not even a tiny bit. Aunt Fionnula snapped orders at Sean, Ronan and Paul as they crowded around her while she tried to serve up the sausages, mash and beans.
âDONâT touch the pot, itâs hot, keep your hands out of the beans, you havenât even washed them, Sean, PUT THAT BREAD BACK, you do not need bread with your dinner!â
She nodded her head absent-mindedly while Roisin, Danny and the monsters talked to her. She slid Maddyâs dinner over to her without so much as a look and Maddy silently picked up her fork and began to eat. She noticed Aunt Fionnula was preparing a tray for herself and Uncle Jack, which meant they were having a TV dinner.
âEat everything up now and rinse off your plates in the sink, Iâm not chiselling mash off all night,â she said, before letting the kitchen door swing shut behind her as she tottered off down the hallway to the living room with the tray loaded with food and cutlery.
The monsters went deadly quiet, watching her retreating back with sparkling eyes, cocking their heads for the sound of the living-room door shutting and the volume on the TV rising. And then the entertainment started.
Ronan was first with a massive belch.
âStop it, thatâs disgusting!â said Roisin, while Danny tried to hide a smile behind his hand. The monsters howled with laughter and began to belch together like a demented bullfrog chorus.
âStop it right now or I am telling Mam!â said Roisin, her voice rising.
âLook, Ro!â said Sean, opening his mouth and sticking out a tongue loaded with chewed-up food.
âSean, what has Mam said â¦â Ro paused. âWHAT is that smell? Oh, Paul, you havenât.â
âI havenât!â he said, shoving a sausage into his mouth.
âYou have!â asked Roisin. âThatâs horrible. Weâre eating!â
âThe one who smelt it dealt it,â sang Sean.
âThe one who said the rhyme did the crime,â said Danny, which had the monsters roaring with laughter again, food and spit spraying across the table.
Roisin threw her fork down in disgust. âHonestly, itâs like trying to eat with chimpanzees.â
While the monsters baited Roisin, Maddy looked at the glass in the kitchen door. The door to the living room stayed firmly closed and there was no sign of Aunt Fionnula or Uncle Jack coming to break up the party. Clearly her aunt and uncle were tired after working all day and in no mood to do any crowd control. It was now or never.
She put her fork down. âIâm going outside. The smell in here is awful,â she announced, getting up from her seat. She couldnât help but flick a glance at Roisin and Danny, who both looked at her and away again quickly. It was too obvious and the monsters picked up on it.
âWhy are you going outside?â asked Ronan, his eyes narrowed with suspicion. âWhatâs so great about outside?â
âNone of your business,â said Maddy.
âIâm telling Mammy you didnât eat your dinner,â said Paul.
âLike I care,â said Maddy, heading for the back door.
âIâm coming too,â said Ronan, getting up from his seat and launching himself at the door. Maddy lunged ahead of him and managed to get through the door before he did, but she wasnât quick enough to shut it on him. He jammed his body between the door and the kitchen wall, his fingers wrapped around the door frame and his arm up to stop Maddy from closing it on him.
âCâmere to me, you,â said Danny as he walked up behind