"Alright then, I will." Fred joked back, his smile fading as George stopped. There was something wrong with him, Fred could tell, but he didn't want to press the issue. He knew that George was trying his best to stay strong for Alex and Roxy, but it still worried Fred that he was holding emotion back. He made a mental note to discuss it with his twin later, after the funeral.
Fred nodded. "Prime time for someone to have their buttocks blown of with some handy dandy fireworks." he grinned, rubbing his hands together mischievously before becoming serious. "We have to give them a proper sendoff. None of this crying shite, none of them would have wanted this." he added, sighing.
He tilted his head slightly as George spoke, remembering his conversation with his nephew a few nights earlier. He shrugged his shoulders. "It's no worry. He's a good kid, Alex, I just think he has a lot to deal with at the moment."