The Adopted Daughter of The Good Doctor

Landing

*I know, I know. I've been lazy and I'm about to be even lazier by not explaining the whole airport process. I just really want to put a chapter of Felicity meeting her new grandparents.*

Clara and Freddie got off the plane. Both were jet lagged and tired after being on a plane for 8 hours.

They had to go grab their luggage. Thankfully, it wasn't hard to find. Clara had a Harry Potter suitcase that she tied a ribbon on. She tied a yellow ribbon on Freddie's so he could find his.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're one smart child?"

"Yes."

What Clara wasn't going to tell him was that she got the idea off of Five Minute Crafts. She was bored. What else was she to do? Maybe read fanfic, which she already had done.

"We're going to have to call a cab," Freddie said.

"Okay, Doctor Murphy."

Freddie sighed. He lifted his hand to call a cab for three to pass by him.

"I'd offer to whistle but I don't know how to," Clara said.

Freddie finally managed to call a cab to pick them up. They threw their bags in the back and hopped in. Freddie told the driver to take them to Freddie's home in Highgate, North London.

"We'll see them tomorrow, Clara, but you and I are both jetlagged and it's late. We'll probably just order in takeout."

"Okay," Clara yawned.

She ended up laying on Freddie's shoulder and going to sleep.

"She your daughter?" the driver asked, trying to make conversation.

"Yes, she's my daughter."

"She takes after you. She have similar features."

Freddie smiled, not telling the man that Clara was not his daughter by blood. That didn't make her any less, though.

Freddie looked at his phone while he waited. He had some missed calls from his parents, Vera, and some of his costars on the Good Doctor. He also had a text from his brother asking how he was doing.

He texted everybody back, talking about what he was currently doing and asking what they were doing.

He ended scrolling through YouTube and playing Talking Tom for a while.

When they arrived, Clara woke up with a jump. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and got out of the car. She grabbed her stuff and went inside.

(A.N. I'm not going into great detail about his actual house because I don't have much information on it.)

"So, I just pick a room?"

"Yep."

She chose one that was at the end of a hallway. It had a kind size bed that was nice and soft. 

"I could get used to this," she said in a horrible British accent.

"Are you attempting to talk in a British accent?" Freddie called down the hall. 

"Yes, mate," she called back.

"You could use some practice on that,"

"Oi!"

"Do I really sound like that?" Freddie mumbled.

"Yes. It's worse when you're angry."

"You've never seen me angry."

"I've seen you pissed off before."

"Point made," Freddie said. "And watch your language."

Clara heard Freddie make some calls, so she decided to Face Time her friends.

She face-timed Bailey who answered the phone out of breath. 

"Please do not tell me that I just called you while you're in the middle of having sex."

Bailey aimed the phone at Zach who was also out of breath.

"Great, both of you are having sex. And without me."

Zach flipped her off through the phone. 

Clara put on a fake shocked face. "I thought you loved me."

"That can be argued."

Clara snickered. "Okay, but what are you guys really doing?"

Bailey flipped the screen around to show Just Dance 4 on his tv screen.

"And it's on the wii! Wow! What's your score, Bailey?"

"Five stars."

"On what song?"

"You don't want to know."

"Was it Oops! I did it again?"

"NO, no, of course not. That was the last song. Zach won that one."

"Really now. He really thinks he can out do some Britney Spears?"

"You shoud've heard him singing along to it."

Zach choked on the water he was drinking.

"So what song was this one?"

"The Time of My Life. I forced Zach to be the girl."

"Zach, voluntarily, let you wrap his arms around him?"

"I think I heard him moan a little."

"Okay," Zach said. "That's enough Face Time for you today, Bailey."

"That's not what Clara was saying last night."

Clara, on the other side, was red in the face from laughing so hard.

"Now, that that asshole is gone, how was your flight?" Zach asked.

"It was fine. You can guess what I did."

"Slept and read fanfiction?"

"You know me so well. Anyways, Britney Spears?"

"You tell anybody and I'll tell them about your obsession with the Mandalorian."

"Hey! Don't be mad because the Mandalorian has a better body than yours."

"To quote Bailey, 'That's not what you were saying last night'."

"Oh, shut up," Clara jokingly told him.

"I would say make me, but that's kinda hard to do over the phone."

"You know what else is hard to do over the phone?"

"Hmm." Zach said, waiting for a different answer.

"Beat your high score in Oops! I did it again."

"That's it."

Zach went to press the end FaceTime button.

"Love you, jerk."

"Love you, too, bitch."