A/N: Hello all! Well since I am having some writers block with one of my Fred and George story here's another one with a little OC. Did I mention that the OC was an alternate version of myself? Well it is, and I was so lazy I used my real name. So any way on with the story!

Chapter 1: Help Wanted

Unique walked up to the help wanted sign that she saw at the end of Diagon Ally. 'Help wanted for anyone who is wild at heart and doesn't care about the rules,' the sign said. Just then Unique was having second thoughts, she was not wild at heart and she defiantly cared about the rules.

"Well that was a complete waste of time!" A girl with dirty blonde hair said coming out of the shop.

"What happened?"

"The owners of the shop didn't hire me, even if I was everything they were looking for." She huffed and walked away. 'Maybe I shouldn't try for this job, but then again, I'm broke and live in an old store, and I haven't eaten a decent meal in a month. I'll come back tomorrow and try. If they don't pick me, well, I know that I did my best.' Unique thought and went back to that old store that she calls home to get some well needed rest and eat her dinner of crackers that she found in a dumpster.

-Mean wile-

"Well that's the 200th person we saw today Fred. Wanna call it a day?"

"It's only 6:00. What will we do to pass the time?"

"I can think of something." George said kissing his brother on the lips.

"George, you horny bastered. Not tonight ok?"

"Ok." George said with a frown.

"Come on let's eat." They went up to their flat at the top of their store and Fred went inside the kitchen to see what they had to eat wile George went to take a shower. Fred walked to the cracked open bathroom door hearing the running water from the shower and felt the steam through the door, and smelled the scent of vanilla.

"Hey George!"

"Ya?"

"We have fish or chicken, which one do you want? I'm leaning more towards chicken."

"Ya, so am I."

"Ok, it will be ready soon." Fred said heading back to the kitchen to get dinner ready.

-Five Minutes Later-

"George! Dinners ready!"

"I'm right here." Fred turned around to see his twin brother still with only a towel around his waist.

"Oh, the things you do to me Georgie." Fred said picking up his brother bridal style and headed to their bedroom.

"What about the food?" George asked innocently.

"Fuck the food!" Fred said dropping George on the bed.

"I knew you'd see it my way."

"Shut up."

A/N: Well what do you think? And if anyone wants to beta my story or any of my stories, please say so, thanks. Reviews are loved.