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Tweak says, "It's lame-tastic!"

George Weasley (groovygeorge) wrote in veritas_rp,
@ 2010-08-27 22:30:00

Entry tags:

fred weasley, george weasley

Who: Fred and George Weasley
Where: Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes
When: Evening, after closing.
What: Twins doing twinsy things. George announces he's going on a trip.
Rating: G
Status: Incomplete.

"Hey, Freddie, I think I forgot to tell you earlier," George called as he made his way into the office that was hidden away in the back of the store. He had to climb over a few stacks of boxes to get to it; He'd have to remind Ron to clean up back there.

"I got an owl earlier from Stouffer's Smokies... you know, the one we ordered all of that exploding powder from? Well, they're refusing to deliver it. Something about not wanting to blow their owls or carriages up," he frowned, snatching up a stray puffskein as it scuttled across his foot. "I think I'm going to have to go pick it up myself. Or you are."

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foxyfred
2010-08-28 05:06 am UTC (link)

Fred looked up from the non-fun part of the job, which was the paper work for all the potions and powders they couldn't make themselves, and looked up as his brother made his way to the back room.

"Really?" Fred scratched his nose with the tip of the quill he'd been using, "Lousy cautious companies... That could take days, y'know," he reminded, leaning back in his chair and propping his feet up onto the table.

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	groovygeorge 2010-08-28 05:17 am UTC (link)
	"I know. Miserable carriage travel," George grumbled, taking a seat on the edge of the desk and plopping the puffskein down atop Fred's pile of papers. He really didn't mind this urban life, but the travel was sort of obnoxious at times. "So, how do we decide who gets to go, hm? Trick wands at ten paces?" he suggested with a smirk. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foxyfred
2010-08-28 06:27 am UTC (link)

Why couldn't these bloody things be contained? Fred glanced at the Puffskein and nudged it with the heel of his shoe.

"Well I'd volunteer Ron, but you know how that went last time," Fred chuckled recalling when Ron merely OPENED a box of the powder and it imploded onto his face. It was a riot, how ashen his face looked with his miserable round eyes.

"Mmm..you mean you're asking me if I want to challenge you to take a hot sticky travel for days in a carriage? Why, George, you're such a gentleman.." Fred fluttered his lashes in a girly way.

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groovygeorge
2010-08-28 06:12 pm UTC (link)

The puffskein let out a little squeak when it was nudged, then stuck out its absurdly long tongue and wrapped it around Fred's ankle.

"As much as I would love to see Ron after dealing with an entire shipment of exploding powder, I don't think we can afford to lose the stock," he snorted in agreement.

"Oh, dear brother, you know I always think of you first," he smiled sweetly, patting his brother's cheek.

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foxyfred
2010-08-28 11:53 pm UTC (link)

Fred shook his foot which did nothing to derail the Puffskein's tongue, "Ey you," he said picking up it's fluffy bod and squeezing lightly, "there's no bogies there."

"Quite," Fred agreed, sitting back up in his chair after dislodging the fluffy bugger from his ankle.

"Aw, of course," he replied, straightening the papers, "and I'll think of you first, every morning, while you're gone. Taking the long hard trek just to bring back our explosive powder." Here Fred pressed a hand to his heart and gave a wayward sigh.

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	groovygeorge 2010-08-29 12:03 am UTC (link)
	The puffskein squealed when it was squeeze, instead wrapping its tongue around Fred's wrist and scuttling up his arm to hide in his sleeve. "You're such a sweet, dear brother," George snorted, reaching over to smack the hand covering Fred's heart. "Arse." "Try not to run the business into the ground while I'm gone, eh?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foxyfred
2010-08-29 01:47 am UTC (link)

Fred laughed, adjusting his cuff as the puffskein decided to make a safe haven of his sleeve. It's fur tickled the upper part of his forearm as it settled.

"I try to look out for you, Georgie. What would you do without me?" he smiled widely after his twin smacked his hand aside, "You'd be following in Perce's footsteps."

"Me run the business into the ground?" Fred looked around the empty shop, "I'm sorry, who's the more reckless one?" he chided.

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	groovygeorge 2010-08-29 02:19 am UTC (link)
	George smirked at the puffskein's antics. Well, at least it wasn't in his pants. "I would never follow in Percy's footsteps," he recoiled, wrinkling his nose. "My nose won't go that high up in the air." "Ron," he answered easily, an impish grin on his face, "But you're a close second." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	foxyfred 2010-08-29 02:56 am UTC (link)
	Well that HAD happened before. It's not that fun, actually. "I think Percy prides himself on being the only person who could," Fred concluded. "I was going to say Charlie, but you're right," he said with a defeated snap of his fingers. "So, when are you going to head out?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	groovygeorge 2010-08-29 03:01 am UTC (link)
	"One of these days he's going to stick his nose so far up in the air it's going to snap his neck," George snorted. "Mm, I dunno. I guess I'll see about getting a carriage tomorrow?" he shrugged, not looking too excited at the prospect. "Maybe if I get it late and ride all night it won't be as unbearable." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	foxyfred 2010-08-29 04:38 am UTC (link)
	"I'm sure it's happened," Fred chuckled, imagining Percy looking ridiculous in a neck brace as his bones healed from his ridiculous pompous air. "Fun. I bet you just want to see your new lady friend...What's her name..Daphne? I'm sure she'll get you a nice carriage," he teased. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	groovygeorge 2010-08-29 04:51 am UTC (link)
	"Ugh, I forgot I'd have to go through her," George admitted, wrinkling his nose. "She is awfully fun to mess with. Such a huffy pureblood. But I'm fairly certain she thinks I'm some kind of social misfit who spends all of his time with tiny sheep and prostitutes... which is really only half true." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

foxyfred
2010-08-29 05:17 am UTC (link)

Fred smiled joyfully, leaning forward in his desk, an indignant squeak coming from his shirt as he moved his limbs, "Woops," he remarked with the cross of his arms.

"What's with you fancying haughty girls to mess with? Since when did that happen?" the ginger haired male asked before adding, "The half true part being that you DO spend your time with sheeps. There's rarely any harlots in Veritas."

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groovygeorge
2010-08-29 05:22 am UTC (link)

"I don't know when it happened. You really should try it, though, they're insanely easy to get riled up," George smirked. "Take my place with Daphne sometime, I'm sure she'd never notice."

"It's a shame, that. I've got a lovely pair of women's shoes Daphne is convinced would look smashing on one. I can't seem to find anyone to wear them, though. Think Ron'd do it?"

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	foxyfred 2010-08-29 12:33 pm UTC (link)
	"I don't take quite as much joy in riling up women as you do. They might have the same right hook our little sister does, which is why we started making that bruising cream in the first place," he reminded. Fred quirked up an eyebrow, "First, why do you have women's shoes? Just where do you go and what do you do when I'm not with you?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

groovygeorge
2010-08-29 05:49 pm UTC (link)

"Mmm... that is a good point. She did throw her shoes at me the first time we met," George admitted with a wrinkle of his nose. He'd forgotten about that.

"Well, they were for Daphne, you see. After your sheep swarmed her and made off with one of her shoes she said I had to replace them for her. Apparently she thought I knew something about purchasing women's clothing, which is clearly not the case. So now I'm stuck with a pair of bright red high heels that apparently only a prostitute would wear. Do you think Ron could fit in a size seven?"

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foxyfred
2010-08-30 02:15 am UTC (link)

"Oh sure, when they're cute and behaved they're ours, but when they're running rampant and eating people's things, they're my sheep," Fred pointed out.

"At least you could lure a hooker in if you wanted.." He shook his head, "Why didn't you enlist a girl to help? Megsy or..that rope shop girl is supposed to have good taste," the twenty-seven year old pointed out.

"Good luck getting Ron to put them on."

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groovygeorge
2010-08-30 02:28 am UTC (link)

"Of course they are. Didn't you learn that from mum whenever we were in trouble? Arthur, your boys are at it again!" he said, doing an almost eerily accurate impersonation of his mother.

"I didn't think it would be that big of a deal! I thought they were pretty enough..." he shrugged, frowning just a bit. What did he know about shoes?

"If I can just get him to put them on, I can stick them to make them stay. Maybe if you hold him down..."

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