CHAPTER TWO- NOT EVEN 24 HOURS?!
"So, do you need my help now?" Charlie asked later that afternoon. Bill was soaked from head to foot after trying (and completely failing) to give the twins a bath.
"Yes."
"Am I in charge with you?" Charlie asked. Bill glared up at him.
"Just give the twins a bath. Please."
"Please? Well, okay." Charlie smiled and went upstairs. Bill wrung his hair out and sighed.
"Umma." He opened his eyes and saw Ginny in front of him. "Up, Bill. Pick me up."
"Okay, okay." Bill lifted her onto his lap. Her bath had gone easy.
"Get back here!" Percy screamed, chasing Ron who was running around at an amazing speed. "What harm can it do?!" Percy demanded from Bill as he pounced on Ron.
"I didn't know. How could I of known he'd turn into some sort of demon when fed chocolate?" Bill asked.
"Ron demon." Ginny giggled.
"Well its time for me to make dinner." Bill put Ginny down and went back into the kitchen and started dinner. 'Okay first few hours may of gone horrible. But that's to be understood. Now I know things. The rest of the days won't be as bad'. He thought as he peeled potatoes. By the time he was done, Charlie had brought two clean (but scowling) twins.
"I got their names." Charlie said, forcing them into chairs. "I wrote their initials on their left hands." He made the twins hold up their left hands. The scowling twin on the right was Fred and the scowling twin on the left was George.
"Hungry! I'm hungry." Ginny said, kicking her legs.
"Good." Bill said, putting dinner on the table. "Chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans, and gravy."
"I didn't know you knew how to cook." Percy said in amazement.
"Ofcourse I do." Bill said, sitting down. "Now eat."
"I don't like this." Ron said, pushing his plate away.
"You love chicken and potatoes." Bill said.
"I like MAMA'S chicken and potatoes." He complained.
"Oh for-Ron, eat!"
"NO!"
"Yes."
"NO!" Ron clamped his mouth shut and folded his arms.
"You'll be sorry later when you're hungry." Bill warned.
"No I won't."
"Fine, I'll give your food to one of your brothers." Bill said.
"MY FOOD!" Ron cried as Bill took his plate.
"Then EAT!"
"Okay Bill." Ron sniffled and began eating.
"Anyone else have any complaints?" Bill asked, glaring murderously at his other brothers.
"No." They all said.
"Good." Bill sat down and finished his dinner. After everyone was done, Charlie washed the dishes, while the others went into the other room. Ginny played happily to herself with her dolls, while the twins colored and Ron bounced about. Bill sat back and realized how difficult his mother had it. Especially after taking an entire thirty minutes to get Ron in his pajamas.
"DON'T WANT TO!" He kept screaming. He ran around the house, kicking his legs and arms and bit Bill.
"The twins are even more fun." Percy said with a smirk. Bill put Ron and Ginny to bed and then spent an entire HOUR getting the twins ready. He got one dressed and searched for the other and got him dressed. When Bill returned to the room, he found Fred's pajamas on the floor, and Fred gone. When he finally found Fred and got him to the room, he found George's pajamas on the floor and George gone. It kept going that way but finally he got them to bed. He was extremely thankful Percy was a good child and bathed, clothed and put himself to bed. Nonetheless as soon as Bill got in his own bed, he was sound asleep.
*****
Bill was awoken the next morning by someone jumping up and down on his stomach. "Bill I'm hungry. Bill I'm hungry. Bill I'm hungry." Ron said as he used his oldest brother as a trampoline.
"What time is it?" Bill moaned.
"Six-thirty." Charlie mumbled from the other bed.
"Ron what are you doing up already?" Bill demanded. Ron stopped jumping and wrapped his arms around Bill.
"I love my older brother but I'm hungry I need food gimme food I'M HUNGRY!" Ron began crying.
"Okay, okay. Breakfast." Bill had to go downstairs in his boxers because Ron refused to let go. Bill found Fred and George in the kitchen. Pancake batter was everywhere, and the stove was smoking from an over-filled pan. The twins were covered in the stuff and laughing. "What are you doing?!" Bill turned off the stove and whirled on the twins.
"Making our breakfast."
"You could of burned the house down! You are NOT allowed to play with the stove!" Bill screamed.
"But-"
"NO BUTS!" Bill screamed and grabbed a wooden spoon and smacked the twins like his mother always did. "Go upstairs, tell Charlie to give you a bath."
"We're six years old, Bill, we don't need help." One said, on the verge of tears as he sucked his hand from where Bill smacked him.
"If its you two you do. Now go." The twins left, and Bill began cleaning up, wishing he could use magic out of school.
"I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry." Ron cried, still hugging Bill's leg.
"I know. But thanks to the twins it'll take a while longer." Finally he got the kitchen cleaned up, and put some marmalade on a piece of toast for Ron. Charlie and Percy made their own breakfasts (the twins were there as well, sniffling over toast) while Bill woke Ginny up, gave her some food and got her dressed.
After breakfast, Charlie and Percy went into the town of Ottery Saint Catchpole, the twins locked themselves in their room doing something, and Bill entertained the two youngest. "What do you want for lunch?" Bill asked, noticing it was eleven-forty-five.
"Peanut butter and jelly." Ginny said.
"Yum." Ron said with a smile. So Bill made five peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with bananas and crackers on the side. He called for the twins and they sat around the table eating lunch.
'This isn't so bad,' Bill thought, watching his siblings eat. 'I knew it was just because it was the first day'. Ofcourse when someone thinks or says something like that, you know something is going to happen. You ready for it? Okay. Fred scraped all the peanut butter and jelly off his sandwich and put it in Ron's hair. Ron smashed his banana into Fred face. The two began flinging food, George soon joining.
"Stop!" Bill commanded but they ignored him.
"Yucky." Ginny said, crinkling her nose up.
"I said stop!" Bill repeated and ducked as one of them threw a cracker at him.
"Oh boy what now." Charlie and Percy came inside, watching the food fight.
"Help me stop them." Bill said, grabbing George's jelly covered hand. He picked the twin up and carried him to the sink where he got a damp paper towel and wiped him off. "Whoever's got Ron give him a bath." Bill said.
"Oh man." Percy moaned and took Ron to the bathroom. Bill and Charlie got the twins fairly cleaned up, then let them go upstairs to their room.
"We already ate lunch." Charlie said, throwing a napkin away.
"Good. Ginny, ready for your nap?"
"Yeah I'm sleepy." She sniffled and Bill carried her upstairs and put her in her crib. When Ron was finished with his bath, Bill had to practically strap him in his bed for his nap. He just the door and went downstairs and flopped onto the couch.
"It hasn't even been twenty-four hours." Bill told Charlie as he and Percy came in.
"You'll make it through, Bill." Percy said.
"Thanks. I think I need a nap." He said with a laugh.
"Hmm. Mum's never tired. She can take it." Charlie said. Bill sat up and scowled.
"I can take it, too!"
"But you just said-"
"Forget what I said." Bill growled, running his fingers through his hair.
"Okay, okay. I forget." Charlie said with an innocent smile. "But if you need someone to be in charge with you..."
"I'm fine." Bill snapped. "Just a bit tired." But Charlie knew he'd be singing a different tune sooner or later.
"So, do you need my help now?" Charlie asked later that afternoon. Bill was soaked from head to foot after trying (and completely failing) to give the twins a bath.
"Yes."
"Am I in charge with you?" Charlie asked. Bill glared up at him.
"Just give the twins a bath. Please."
"Please? Well, okay." Charlie smiled and went upstairs. Bill wrung his hair out and sighed.
"Umma." He opened his eyes and saw Ginny in front of him. "Up, Bill. Pick me up."
"Okay, okay." Bill lifted her onto his lap. Her bath had gone easy.
"Get back here!" Percy screamed, chasing Ron who was running around at an amazing speed. "What harm can it do?!" Percy demanded from Bill as he pounced on Ron.
"I didn't know. How could I of known he'd turn into some sort of demon when fed chocolate?" Bill asked.
"Ron demon." Ginny giggled.
"Well its time for me to make dinner." Bill put Ginny down and went back into the kitchen and started dinner. 'Okay first few hours may of gone horrible. But that's to be understood. Now I know things. The rest of the days won't be as bad'. He thought as he peeled potatoes. By the time he was done, Charlie had brought two clean (but scowling) twins.
"I got their names." Charlie said, forcing them into chairs. "I wrote their initials on their left hands." He made the twins hold up their left hands. The scowling twin on the right was Fred and the scowling twin on the left was George.
"Hungry! I'm hungry." Ginny said, kicking her legs.
"Good." Bill said, putting dinner on the table. "Chicken, mashed potatoes, green beans, and gravy."
"I didn't know you knew how to cook." Percy said in amazement.
"Ofcourse I do." Bill said, sitting down. "Now eat."
"I don't like this." Ron said, pushing his plate away.
"You love chicken and potatoes." Bill said.
"I like MAMA'S chicken and potatoes." He complained.
"Oh for-Ron, eat!"
"NO!"
"Yes."
"NO!" Ron clamped his mouth shut and folded his arms.
"You'll be sorry later when you're hungry." Bill warned.
"No I won't."
"Fine, I'll give your food to one of your brothers." Bill said.
"MY FOOD!" Ron cried as Bill took his plate.
"Then EAT!"
"Okay Bill." Ron sniffled and began eating.
"Anyone else have any complaints?" Bill asked, glaring murderously at his other brothers.
"No." They all said.
"Good." Bill sat down and finished his dinner. After everyone was done, Charlie washed the dishes, while the others went into the other room. Ginny played happily to herself with her dolls, while the twins colored and Ron bounced about. Bill sat back and realized how difficult his mother had it. Especially after taking an entire thirty minutes to get Ron in his pajamas.
"DON'T WANT TO!" He kept screaming. He ran around the house, kicking his legs and arms and bit Bill.
"The twins are even more fun." Percy said with a smirk. Bill put Ron and Ginny to bed and then spent an entire HOUR getting the twins ready. He got one dressed and searched for the other and got him dressed. When Bill returned to the room, he found Fred's pajamas on the floor, and Fred gone. When he finally found Fred and got him to the room, he found George's pajamas on the floor and George gone. It kept going that way but finally he got them to bed. He was extremely thankful Percy was a good child and bathed, clothed and put himself to bed. Nonetheless as soon as Bill got in his own bed, he was sound asleep.
*****
Bill was awoken the next morning by someone jumping up and down on his stomach. "Bill I'm hungry. Bill I'm hungry. Bill I'm hungry." Ron said as he used his oldest brother as a trampoline.
"What time is it?" Bill moaned.
"Six-thirty." Charlie mumbled from the other bed.
"Ron what are you doing up already?" Bill demanded. Ron stopped jumping and wrapped his arms around Bill.
"I love my older brother but I'm hungry I need food gimme food I'M HUNGRY!" Ron began crying.
"Okay, okay. Breakfast." Bill had to go downstairs in his boxers because Ron refused to let go. Bill found Fred and George in the kitchen. Pancake batter was everywhere, and the stove was smoking from an over-filled pan. The twins were covered in the stuff and laughing. "What are you doing?!" Bill turned off the stove and whirled on the twins.
"Making our breakfast."
"You could of burned the house down! You are NOT allowed to play with the stove!" Bill screamed.
"But-"
"NO BUTS!" Bill screamed and grabbed a wooden spoon and smacked the twins like his mother always did. "Go upstairs, tell Charlie to give you a bath."
"We're six years old, Bill, we don't need help." One said, on the verge of tears as he sucked his hand from where Bill smacked him.
"If its you two you do. Now go." The twins left, and Bill began cleaning up, wishing he could use magic out of school.
"I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry, I'm hungry." Ron cried, still hugging Bill's leg.
"I know. But thanks to the twins it'll take a while longer." Finally he got the kitchen cleaned up, and put some marmalade on a piece of toast for Ron. Charlie and Percy made their own breakfasts (the twins were there as well, sniffling over toast) while Bill woke Ginny up, gave her some food and got her dressed.
After breakfast, Charlie and Percy went into the town of Ottery Saint Catchpole, the twins locked themselves in their room doing something, and Bill entertained the two youngest. "What do you want for lunch?" Bill asked, noticing it was eleven-forty-five.
"Peanut butter and jelly." Ginny said.
"Yum." Ron said with a smile. So Bill made five peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with bananas and crackers on the side. He called for the twins and they sat around the table eating lunch.
'This isn't so bad,' Bill thought, watching his siblings eat. 'I knew it was just because it was the first day'. Ofcourse when someone thinks or says something like that, you know something is going to happen. You ready for it? Okay. Fred scraped all the peanut butter and jelly off his sandwich and put it in Ron's hair. Ron smashed his banana into Fred face. The two began flinging food, George soon joining.
"Stop!" Bill commanded but they ignored him.
"Yucky." Ginny said, crinkling her nose up.
"I said stop!" Bill repeated and ducked as one of them threw a cracker at him.
"Oh boy what now." Charlie and Percy came inside, watching the food fight.
"Help me stop them." Bill said, grabbing George's jelly covered hand. He picked the twin up and carried him to the sink where he got a damp paper towel and wiped him off. "Whoever's got Ron give him a bath." Bill said.
"Oh man." Percy moaned and took Ron to the bathroom. Bill and Charlie got the twins fairly cleaned up, then let them go upstairs to their room.
"We already ate lunch." Charlie said, throwing a napkin away.
"Good. Ginny, ready for your nap?"
"Yeah I'm sleepy." She sniffled and Bill carried her upstairs and put her in her crib. When Ron was finished with his bath, Bill had to practically strap him in his bed for his nap. He just the door and went downstairs and flopped onto the couch.
"It hasn't even been twenty-four hours." Bill told Charlie as he and Percy came in.
"You'll make it through, Bill." Percy said.
"Thanks. I think I need a nap." He said with a laugh.
"Hmm. Mum's never tired. She can take it." Charlie said. Bill sat up and scowled.
"I can take it, too!"
"But you just said-"
"Forget what I said." Bill growled, running his fingers through his hair.
"Okay, okay. I forget." Charlie said with an innocent smile. "But if you need someone to be in charge with you..."
"I'm fine." Bill snapped. "Just a bit tired." But Charlie knew he'd be singing a different tune sooner or later.