Title: Brothers, Body Paint And Too Much Butterbeer.
Author: Chibi Zen-chan
Rating: PG for now. Will indefiantely be R.
Pairing: Fred/George
Notes: This. Is. Just. The. Prologue!! So no bitching about how stupid it is.
Disclaimer: Fred and George aren't mine. But I promise to put them back when I'm done playing with them. ^-^ The strange girl is mine, though.
They were in the joke shop. And it was hot. Very hot. So how could that girl, they thought, be wearing so much black? She appeared extremely pale, and giggled like a schoolgirl every time she came across something that would embarrass somebody a bit, consider it, then leave it. She turned and spotted them, tilting her head and blinking a few times as though trying to convince herself she was having double vision. When done with that, she grinned and approached the twins.
"You're Fred and George Weasley, are you not?" she asked, her voice slightly high-pitched, though not squeaky. Both twins managed a nod, and her grin widened a little. "Are you up for a dare, boys?" Looking at each other, they grinned together and through some strange twin sixth-sense they knew exactly what the other was going to say.
"Sure, but..." Fred started.
"It depends..." George carried on with the sentence.
"What the..."
"Dare is." Blinking some more, the girl shook her head.
"Aren't chicken, are you?"
"No!" They almost shouted.
"Good." She handed George a parcel wrapped in brown paper. "Don't open this until you get somewhere private. Instructions are in there."
"What's in it for us, eh?" Fred frowned at the girl.
"Hrmm... A hundred thousand galleons enough?"
"Bloody hell yes!" George chirped, unknowing of what would happen.
"So... Will you do it?" She grinned, but they were so overwhelmed by how much she was giving them, they didn't notice she meant it in more ways than one.
They looked at each other, then back at the strange girl.
"Fine!" said Fred.
"We'll do it!" George added, as though they'd planned exactly what they were going to say.
"Good... But be sure you have it back to me in five days... I'll be right here... Goodbye, boys." The girl grinned at them evilly and turned, walking calmly out of the joke shop. Both boys' confident looks faded into looks of utter horror.
"What have we let ourselves in for?" They asked in unison.
Author: Chibi Zen-chan
Rating: PG for now. Will indefiantely be R.
Pairing: Fred/George
Notes: This. Is. Just. The. Prologue!! So no bitching about how stupid it is.
Disclaimer: Fred and George aren't mine. But I promise to put them back when I'm done playing with them. ^-^ The strange girl is mine, though.
They were in the joke shop. And it was hot. Very hot. So how could that girl, they thought, be wearing so much black? She appeared extremely pale, and giggled like a schoolgirl every time she came across something that would embarrass somebody a bit, consider it, then leave it. She turned and spotted them, tilting her head and blinking a few times as though trying to convince herself she was having double vision. When done with that, she grinned and approached the twins.
"You're Fred and George Weasley, are you not?" she asked, her voice slightly high-pitched, though not squeaky. Both twins managed a nod, and her grin widened a little. "Are you up for a dare, boys?" Looking at each other, they grinned together and through some strange twin sixth-sense they knew exactly what the other was going to say.
"Sure, but..." Fred started.
"It depends..." George carried on with the sentence.
"What the..."
"Dare is." Blinking some more, the girl shook her head.
"Aren't chicken, are you?"
"No!" They almost shouted.
"Good." She handed George a parcel wrapped in brown paper. "Don't open this until you get somewhere private. Instructions are in there."
"What's in it for us, eh?" Fred frowned at the girl.
"Hrmm... A hundred thousand galleons enough?"
"Bloody hell yes!" George chirped, unknowing of what would happen.
"So... Will you do it?" She grinned, but they were so overwhelmed by how much she was giving them, they didn't notice she meant it in more ways than one.
They looked at each other, then back at the strange girl.
"Fine!" said Fred.
"We'll do it!" George added, as though they'd planned exactly what they were going to say.
"Good... But be sure you have it back to me in five days... I'll be right here... Goodbye, boys." The girl grinned at them evilly and turned, walking calmly out of the joke shop. Both boys' confident looks faded into looks of utter horror.
"What have we let ourselves in for?" They asked in unison.