Who: Gred and Forge What: Fred accuses George of finishing off the milk When: Tuesday, 22 March, 2001; Morning Where: The flat above WWW Warnings: TBD.
Fred had woken early that morning, though he couldn't exactly say why. He'd had an odd dream, he was sure of it, but he couldn't remember it for the life of him and he was going to blame it on simply being exhausted. There was a lot happening with the resistance and the best of all of it was Hestia being rescued and the safe houses being set up. He had all of that on his mind and more and it was no wonder he was having ridiculous dreams that woke him up early.
For now though, it was time to get ready to open shop for the day. Despite everything else going on, today was business as usual. He moved into the kitchen to the cold box and grabbed for the milk, intent on making oatmeal to start off his day. Only problem was that the milk jug did not meet his hand. Brow furrowed, he crouched down and peered inside. Sure enough, the milk was completely gone.
"OI! GEORGE! GE' UP!" he half-mumbled, half-shouted. "GE' UP, YOU MILK THIEF!" And if that didn't wake up his dear, dear twin, Fred had a few tricks up his sleeve to make sure George not only woke up but paid for finishing off the milk. He had finished it off, right? Fred couldn't remember finishing it... Either way, waking up George was going to be fun.