CHAPTER EIGHT- DINNER DISASTER

"Ron, you idiot, it was NOT a frog it was a clump of grass and mud." Bill snapped at Ron later that evening.

"It felt like a frog." Ron said, sucking on his lollipop, and kicking his legs against the couch he sat on. "It felt all wiggly and soft and ribbity."

"It felt RIBBITY?" Percy shrieked.

"Uh-huh!" Ron said happily.

"How can anything feel... RIBBITY?" Percy asked.

"Put a frog down your pants and find out." Ron said with a smile.

"Okay now. what does everyone want for dinner?" Bill asked.

"I'm reading this fascinating book on medieval things and I am in the mood for something of the sort." Percy said.

"Speak normally please." Charlie said from his seat.

"I do speak normally its just you do not understand me." Percy said and buried his nose back in his book.

"Okay so medieval food would be...?" Bill asked.

"Never mind, anything really." Percy said.

"I don't care." Charlie said with a shrug.

"Ummmmmmmmmmmm." Fred looked at George.

"Chicken." George said.

"And potatoes." Fred said.

"Macaroni and cheese!!!!" Ron shrieked. "And chocolate."

"NO CHOCOLATE!" Bill snapped.

"Chicken and macaroni cheese." Ginny said happily.

"Okay. Chicken, potatoes and macaroni and cheese." Bill looked at Charlie and Percy.

"Fine." Charlie said.

"Not quite as medieval as I hoped but I could always just not eat the macaroni and cheese." Percy said.

"Are you even HUMAN?" Charlie asked and Percy scowled. Bill went into the kitchen with Ginny following him, singing happily to herself.

"I want kitty." She said, sniffling.

"Kitty is gone." Bill said as he made dinner.

"Oh." Ginny said sadly, plopped on the floor and played happily to herself. Bill finished dinner and everyone sat at the table.

"What's this?" Ron asked.

"Macaroni and cheese like you asked." Bill said.

"I want more cheese on this, please." Ron said with pitiful eyes. Bill added more cheese. "More!" So Bill added even more. "Too much, less cheese." Bill rolled his eyes and took some cheese off. "More macaroni."

"Okay." Bill added more macaroni.

"More macaroni and some more cheese." Gritting his teeth slightly, Bill added that. "More cheeeeeeeeeeese!" Ron insisted. Percy and the twins were snickering but luckily Charlie was too busy trying to force food into Ginny's mouth to notice.

"Come on, Gin, eat!"

"No!" Ginny said, clamping her mouth shut.

"Too much macaroni and I want more cheese!" Ron said, beginning to cry. Bill gritted his teeth hard and did just that. "More macaroni."

"Happy now?" Bill asked as he did that. Ron studied it.

"No, more cheese." Bill sighed and added more cheese. "More macaroni AND cheese." Ron shrieked. Bill groaned and added. "Okay its perfect Bill!" Ron said and shoved the plate on Bill. "I don't want macaroni and cheese any more."

Bill glared as Percy burst into laughter. "By the way, feed Ron macaroni and cheese and he'll-"

"I GET it, Percy." Bill cleaned up the macaroni and cheese from the table and floor, then changed his shirt and pants. He came back down and sat down.

"I'm hungry!" Ron said and burst into tears. "I'm hungry I'm hungry I'M HUNGRY!"

"You HAVE chicken and potatoes!" Bill said.

"I want chocolate.

"NO!" Bill shouted.

"Having problems?" Charlie asked with a smirk.

"At least I don't have food being dumped down inside my shirt." Bill said and Charlie looked down at Ginny was tipping her plate into his shirt.

"GINNY!" Charlie shrieked, jumping back. Ginny giggled happily, smacking her hands against the table.

"Funny Charlie!" She shrieked. Charlie glared at her and stormed off.

"Good one Ginny." Bill whispered to Ginny who smiled.

"Good one Ginny." She echoed. Bill turned in time for a spoon to smack him in the face.

"I SAID I'm HUNGRY!" Ron screamed. "HUNGRYHUNGRYHUNGRYFOODIWANTFOOD!"

"You HAVE food!" Bill yelled, pointing at his chicken and potatoes. Ron scowled and dumped it on Percy's head.

"No I don't."

"Ron!" Percy yelled and hit him.

"OUCH!" Ron said and began crying. "That HURRRRRRTTTTT! BILL, PERCY HIT ME!"

"You shouldn't of dumped your food on me." Percy shoved his chair back and stormed off.

"Do YOU two have any-" Bill turned to see the twins had disappeared. "Oh great, where have-" He turned and saw Ginny had wiggled out of her seat and run off. Bill sighed and went to find the twins. He found them in the pantry. Fred was on George's shoulders and going through the cans of food.

"Ewwwwww canned fruit." Fred said.

"Toss it." George said. Fred dropped the can of fruit on George's head. "Not on my head!" He whined as the can hit his head.

"I made a perfectly good dinner!" Bill said and the twins fell down to the floor.

"We don't want chicken and potatoes." George said.

"YOU'RE THE ONES WHO REQUESTED IT!" Bill screamed, feeling ready to pull out his hair.

"We changed our minds." Fred said and picked up a can of beef stew. "We want this!"

"I MADE dinner you will EAT it!" He picked up the twins in either arm and stormed back to the kitchen only to find Ron on the table, sticking one hand in the potatoes and licking it off, and the other hand in the gravy and licking it off.

"Good dinner, Bill." Ron said happily. Bill just dropped the twins on the floor and screamed.

*****

Knock, knock, knock. "Bill?" Percy whispered.

Bill had locked himself in his room and refused to come out. "Leave me alone. Charlie's in charge now."

"Bill, we're sorry." Fred and George chorused.

"Go away!" Bill snapped. He couldn't see how his mother could take it. And there was still four days before his parents came home!

"It was a good dinner, Bill." Ron said.

"Glad you enjoyed it." Bill said, staring at the ceiling.

"Bill, come on." Charlie said.

"You're in charge now, Charlie."

"I am twelve years old! I can't watch five kids on my own!" Charlie said. "But if you just ask for help-"

"Charlie and I will help you, Bill." Percy said.

"You sure as heck haven't been." Bill growled.

"You haven't asked." Charlie said.

"We've helped when you ask." Percy reminded him.

"Leave me alone."

"Bill please! You're in charge and we will help if you just ask and-" Bill got up, unlocked the door and flung it open. Charlie stood there, mouth open. The rest of the kids were behind him.

"I can't take care of you! All six of you are BRATS!" He screamed and slammed the door shut again.

"Bill doesn't love us anymore!" Ron cried. Bill clenched his teeth and ignored him. Ron was quickly joined in by Ginny, Fred and George.

"Look what you've done to them." Charlie said.

"What I have done to THEM?! What about what you've done to me?!"

"We're sorrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyy!" Fred wailed.

"They're kids. They can't help it!" Charlie said.

"Give us another change, Bill." Percy said.

"Another chance yeah." Fred whimpered.

"We'll be gooooooodddddd." George said, still crying.

"Yeah we will!" Ron promised.

"I'll be good." Ginny sniffled. Bill slowly opened the door. All six looked sincere.

"Listen, I'll help even without you asking. As long as you don't tell mum. If she knows I'll help without asking-yeesh." Charlie said and Bill sighed.

"Fine."

"YAY!" Ron and the twins flung themselves at Bill and hugged him.

"Just please try and be good." Bill said.

"Okay we will." They all chorused. Bill sighed and had a feeling try they might but succeed? Nah. But hey, they were his brothers and sister. They were family! And he WAS in charge. That little scene just helped for him to blow off smoke. He already felt a little better.

Bill sighed and picked Ginny up. The twins and Ron had gotten into a fight because there were three of them and Bill only had two legs. Charlie and Percy started fighting over who was going to do the dishes and Charlie pushed Percy down the stairs.

Yep, they were family all right.