The club meeting was called to order.
"Alright, men," said James, standing in front of his cousins in their treehouse, "what mischief shall we manage this week?"
Louis and Fred thought for a moment.
Fred spoke up. "Well, my Dad's always going on about how great my namesake was," he said, starting to grin, "so I propose we steal Aunt Hermione's time turner and go back to meet him."
"That seems a bit too easy," James objected.
But Louis piped up, "When we get there, Uncle Fred and Uncle George will probably have some great things for us to do!"
James grinned. "Now I like the sound of that."
For the rest of their meeting, they laid out a plan of what they would do. They would be in the joke shop, go back to when the twins were eighteen, and they would not reveal their last names, or any members of the family for that matter. No calling them "uncle" and "dad".
Right as they were wrapping up, they heard a call from inside the cottage. "Boys! Come inside, we are 'aving chicken nuggets." The young Mauraders cheered and ran into the house.
Sorry it was short! Its purpose was only to lay out what they were about to do.