onlyholey | 5 Mischiefs Managed

[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.]

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You've got ages. I reckon I was usually just watching and laughing, wasn't I?

[That's right, Ginny. Rub it in.]

Keep at it and I'll for you next.

You wouldn't dare. I'm your favourite sister.

You're my only sister.

There we go, even more reason to spare me. Haven't got any replacements, have you? And don't say Percy. He doesn't count.

[Ron snorted.] More like exactly why I should. No one takes the mickey out of you. Someone has to.

Oh, come on. The twins take the mickey loads of times.

[The sweetest. Smile. EVER.]

You just never see it because once you're in a room, you're their favourite target.

Yeah, right. They bloody well adore you.

They adore you too, Ron. That's why they tease you so much, alright?

Funny way to show it most days.

Look, just compare how they treat Percy to how they treat you and it's easy enough to see, isn't it?

[Even though she knows Percy eventually apologises, she's not seen it herself, and talking to him during the visitors' weekend didn't help much either.]

[He snorts, seeing as he already figures they like him a bit more since they never sent him dragondung.]

Not the point here, anyway. [A beat] When do you reckon we do it? Have to get rid of them for a bit.

[Hmmm.]

I reckon they'd be at their busiest around Halloween. Can't resist that sort of thing, you know? And assuming the City doesn't do anything too mad around the same time... [Since it's got the tendency to do that.] Well, I don't know. I expect we'd have to be ready to do it whenever there's a chance.

Since we know this bit... maybe we can get Harry and Hermione to get rid of them for a while and do it now. Can't take all too long, can it? 'Sides from the drawing bit.

I suppose not. Hope you've brushed up on your artistic skills all the same, Won-Won.

[Look. She is so excited about this. She hasn't managed to do any sort of pranking until she's gotten here.]

You don't think Hermione'll try to stop us, do you? I think Harry'll be fine with it, but...

[Flinching.] Oy, don't you go calling me that. We can duplicate a few of them a couple times to make it easier.

[Hermione is the worst sport about things.]

...S'not like we have to go telling her what we're doing. Could just say it's a surprise for those two.

I'd best do it, then. I feel like she'll get suspicious if it's coming from you.

[No offense, Ron.]

By the way—anything going on between the two of you I should know about?

Right. Don't be too obvious about it, though.

Nothing's going on.

This is me we're talking about, Ron. No one'll ever know.

[And then she narrows her eyes suspiciously at her brother. Because, well. Something was going on between the two of them the last time they were here. So. You know.]

Are you sure?

So you say, but even you're not perfect.

[Shrugging. Even he's not sure what's going on anymore.]

Even if there were, s'nothing to do with you.

Whatever helps you sleep at night, brother dearest.

[She loves you, Ron. Really. Also, hmmmm.]

And I beg your pardon. My brother and my best friend have everything to do with me!

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