5 Mischiefs Managed - [video/action]
[The Weasley Twins are currently holed up in the kitchen at the cabin. It's still pitch black outside, but the kitchen is warm and cosy with the glow of magical light. There is also another light source - small explosions keep going off in air, like very flamey miniature fireworks. But rather than going out or dispersing, the flames warp and twist in the air. One of them even starts spelling out the word 'bugger'. Both Twins are laughing as they lean against the counter. After a while George brings a mug to his face and peers into it. The flames suddenly start dying out.]
Bollocks. That kettle better be ready soon, I'm almost out.
[He turns around and glares at the stove. The fire under the front element suddenly starts burning bright, shaking the kettle above it as it does.]
Keep going at it like that, you'll be spending the rest of the day in the loo.
[The explosions stop and he frowns a little.]
Or is it night? Can't bloody well tell what with the Sun doing a bunk. Strange curse, this one.
[ The sun doing a bunk was good enough reason for Ron to sleep most of his time away, but he had to wake up at some point. Walking down the stairs with a yawn, he pauses briefly to cast his older brothers a look in his groggy state.]
What are you lot up to?
Ah, brilliant.
[A wicked grin spreads across Fred's face and he sets his cup down to start after his younger brother with his arms outstretched.]
Be a doll and give us a kiss, won't you?
[ The groggy look soon became that of... terror? There wasn't quite a word for it as Ron steps back haphazardly.]
Like hell I will.
Come on. Help a bloke out, baby bro.
[Still advancing (tiger after its prey?) and then he breaks into a run, laughing as he chases Ron back up the stairs.]
Just one kiss, 's all I need!
Sod off, you twat!
[During this exchange, George is leaned up against the counter nursing a fresh cup of tea and laughing his face off as Fred and Ron dash off screen. He puts his cup down and the feed ends.]
[ooc: Blacker Than Dark Curse! Fred has explosions and George has pyrokenesis. It's a beautiful match. :-D As a side note, Fred's obeisance is not actually kissing people, he's just a troll. He actually has to draw a portrait of everyone he speaks to, so be expecting some MS Paint adventures, Fred Weasley style. George, Fred, and Ron.]
Bollocks. That kettle better be ready soon, I'm almost out.
[He turns around and glares at the stove. The fire under the front element suddenly starts burning bright, shaking the kettle above it as it does.]
Keep going at it like that, you'll be spending the rest of the day in the loo.
[The explosions stop and he frowns a little.]
Or is it night? Can't bloody well tell what with the Sun doing a bunk. Strange curse, this one.
[ The sun doing a bunk was good enough reason for Ron to sleep most of his time away, but he had to wake up at some point. Walking down the stairs with a yawn, he pauses briefly to cast his older brothers a look in his groggy state.]
What are you lot up to?
Ah, brilliant.
[A wicked grin spreads across Fred's face and he sets his cup down to start after his younger brother with his arms outstretched.]
Be a doll and give us a kiss, won't you?
[ The groggy look soon became that of... terror? There wasn't quite a word for it as Ron steps back haphazardly.]
Like hell I will.
Come on. Help a bloke out, baby bro.
[Still advancing (tiger after its prey?) and then he breaks into a run, laughing as he chases Ron back up the stairs.]
Just one kiss, 's all I need!
Sod off, you twat!
[During this exchange, George is leaned up against the counter nursing a fresh cup of tea and laughing his face off as Fred and Ron dash off screen. He puts his cup down and the feed ends.]
[ooc: Blacker Than Dark Curse! Fred has explosions and George has pyrokenesis. It's a beautiful match. :-D As a side note, Fred's obeisance is not actually kissing people, he's just a troll. He actually has to draw a portrait of everyone he speaks to, so be expecting some MS Paint adventures, Fred Weasley style. George, Fred, and Ron.]
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So then he's the more evil of the two of you?
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He's just the one who can tear himself away from the kettle for five minutes today.
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Sacrificing for the good of the rest of the cabin. Very noble of you, George.
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So, woke up with any new powers this morning? Fred and I can't be the only ones.
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I like big butts and I can not lie.
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung
Wanna pull up tough
Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
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That was beautiful, that was.
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Repeat performances all day. Standing ovations, flowers and gifts of chocolate encouraged.
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Please tell me you have have a record deal lined up.
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And a world tour. Next big thing right here.
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Doesn't surprise me at all. Raw, natural talent, you've got there.
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It was inevitable.
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So what are being forced to do today? Or is the singing not your new power?
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Super hearing. Being forced to sing is the trade off.
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You're lucky you're handsome. Gives you lots of leeway with the girls.
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Sectumsempra curse. [He gestures at his left side as he speaks] About a year ago. I got off lucky, it could have hit me full in the face.
[Drinking tea is comforting right now, so he goes back to that for the moment.]
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I'm sorry.
[There's so much guilt because her generation should have been able to stop all of this. Her kids, the Weasley kids, every kid involved in the war against Voldemort should have been able to live a peaceful life with the war just being one of those subject that their parents talked about around the Christmas table.]
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