Harry cornered me long enough for Ron to spot us. And come up from behind. And then the twins both got on the other side. And holding two carriers that got heavier by the minute kept me from just kicking and running. I would have gotten a sick satisfaction from the kicking part of that escape plan. My mind went on over drive trying to think of ways to get away. My mind started working even harder as I could feel the twins moving closer and closer. I felt trapped, as if each one of them were a prison wall, and now two of the walls were making sure I would suffer. I was waiting for something besides my eyes watching the floor to happen. Besides my arms nearly falling off. Besides waiting for whatever fate my prison walls would bring. I very slowly and carefully plced the carriers on the floor next to me, the girls not really noticing.
Although how they'd show that they did notice is beyond me.
Fred and George kept creeping forward. The finally had to stop, their toes touching the carriers. They both leaned in till I could feel their breath on either side of my neck. And then, at the exact same time, both twins threw their arms around me.
"We've missed you!"
"We're so sorry!" I couldn't tell who said what, both of their faces buried on my shoulders. I couldn't move, or breathe very well, so I just kind of stood there, blinking. The twins kept sobbing out their apologies and I kept blinking, laughing a little to myself. Before two minutes of this had passed I felt a new set of arms reach my from behind.
"GIN! I'm sorry I was so over protective! And such a git, and..." Ron had me he same way the twins did. I just blinked harder at this, working harder not to burst out laughing. It was an odd situation that I found quite amusing, depsite the fact that it was also supposed to be rather heart warming. Well it became hilarious when Harry joined in.
"I'm so sorry! This whole thing, I should have been more, and to think if I had..." I snapped right then. I started laughing so hard that if it hadn't been for all of them holding me up I probably would have collapsed.
"Are you laughing at this?" Fred questioned, astonished at the idea.
"I'm, hehe, sorry. But look at yourselves! Clinging to me! CRYING! While leaning over my daughters who aren't making a sound, you all wail as if you were born just a few days ago!" I struggled to speak while laughing so hard.
"Try and do something nice for you..." Ron grumbled, annoyed with the idea of being laughed at.
"Okay, I'm sorry." I said as sincerely as I could.
"For everything?" George asked, his hopes sky rocketting.
"Hell no." I said as I grabbed the two carriers and stalked off, being closely followed by the four, still annoyed, people from my past. They couldn't keep up with me.
"I hate you." I said in a casual, almost weak voice. I had made my way to the makeshift prison where the Wellington clan was trapped. Mum was up in the front, leaning on the bars, gently smiling.
"I know." she smiled at me, using the same tone I had. She smiled at the two carriers and their contents, sighing a little.
"Can you say Granmum?" she asked the infants, and I snorted.
"They will not be calling you that." I informed her.
"What will they be calling me then?" she asked, sounding a little snippy.
"Inmate 6308919." Hugh snorted from the back of the cell. Everyone but Sky laughed at that.
"That's much too long!" she insisted, making everyone else laugh even harder.
I left the girls in prison. Teehee. I just love saying that. My infants were in prison! But back on topic, I left them with my family. The guards first went through every part of them to make sure that there were no means of escape hidden in their blankets, and there weren't. One guard did embarass the crap out of the whole family.
"What're their names?" he asked. That was all. He was tall, dark curly hair. Really broad shoulders. Almost hunky. I doubt he was interested in me, with twins and all.
"Their names?" Keefer blinked at him. The rest of the crew blinked right along with him.
"You don't know?" the guard gaped at the prisoners. Shocked he was. Beyond shocked. Flabbergasted.
"I know." I told them smugly. They looked at me, blinking still. Did a swarm of bugs attack everyone's eyes but mine right then?
"Are you going to tell us?" Bell asked rather impatiently. Jail makes her grumpy.
"Maybe later. For now, you can guess." and with that I left them. Blinking still.
A/N: I'm back and posting, kids! New York was fab, for those people who might have remember why I was away to begin with. I'm doubting.
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