Chapter six: Just Hanging Around

Everyone watched Mrs. Weasel walk quickly around the kitchen, throwing sausages into the frying pan and bewitching the eggs to crack themselves.

"I can't believe they did that..." she muttered, taking another gulp of her scotch and lemonade Andy made mixed.

"Mum...?"

"Yes, Donald?" The scotch had calmed her slightly.

"Can you put us down now?" Don, Andrew, Mione, Emo and Lemo were all hang by their ankles from the roof. Andy was off the hook because she made her the scotch and of course 'Barry hadn't asked them to be foolish...'

"I'll put you down when I'm ready!" Mrs. Weasel said, in a voice that sounded as though that was final.

They all groaned.

"All I got as a kid was time out..." Andrew muttered, Mione nodded, agreeing.

"Lucky you..." Don said.

"What was that Donald?"

"N-nothing mum!"

"Amber, dear could you pour me plain lemonade? I seemed to have calmed down enough..."

"Of course!" Andy jumped up and filled Mrs. Weasel's empty glass.

"I'm hoooooooooooooome!" Mr. Weasel said, walking into the room, "How's my happy family and - Oh no, what have the twins done this time?" Mr. Weasel noticed Mrs, Weasel's tired expression.

"It's wasn't the twins," she said jerking her head to the hanging-by-the-ankles teenagers.

"I swear we didn't have this many when I left for work!" Mr. Weasel said counting heads.

"Their not all ours Arthur, yesterday I collected some of Don's friends-"

"And dangled them upside down!"

"Arthur, they flew your car to Barry's place last night!"

"They did!" Mr. Weasel turned to face the hanging-by-the-ankles teenagers, "How did it go?" he asked eagerly.

"ARTHUR!"

"I mean...Did the invisibility button work?"

"ARTHUR, YOU-"

"No, Molly, I'm just seeing if they - err - were careful...So did it?"

"Invisibility button?"

Mr. Weasel looked put out, while Mrs. Weasel grew more and more angry, she began tapping her feet,

"Arthur, I'm waiting?"

"Oh! Sorry dear for interrupting-"

"That's not what I meant!"

"It wasn't?" Mr. Weasel scratched his bald patch on his head, "Oh! Of course! Children, that was wrong! Very wrong!"

Mrs. Weasel rolled her eyes,

"Good enough," she muttered.

"Uhh...Mrs. Weasel, all the blood has rushed to my head..." Andrew said.

"He does look slightly purple Molly..." Mr. Weasel said looking at Andrew worriedly.

"Don't worry about it Mr. Weasel! Drew is usually the colour of a beetroot!" Lemo said cheerfully, Andrew glared at her,

"I'm not the colour of a beetroot! Anyway...Am wouldn't bother with a beetroot, would you Am?" Andrew said, looking at Andy for back-up.

"Awww, but your such a cute beetroot!"

"Oh god..."

"Molly, perhaps it is a good idea to-"

"Minnie, dear! What would you like for breakfast?"

Minnie walked into the room in her pyjamas,

"Anything!" she spotted the hanging-by-the-ankles teenagers, "What did they do?"

"They flew your father's car to get Barry."

Minnie's eyes grew round when she noticed Barry sitting at the table, and missed her chair when she tried to sit down.

"Shit!" came her voice from under the table; she then bumped her head on the table as she tried to stand up, "Crap!"

She finally managed to stand up - flushing crimson and ran back up the stairs.

"Poise and presentation is a big thing in our family..." Don said trying to reach for the food on the table below.

Eventually Mrs. Weasel let Don, Mione, Andrew, Emo and Lemo down from the roof, but then Mrs. Weasel told them they all had to de-fraz the garden, (all except Barry...)

"Aww! Mum do we have to! Can't we just go back to bed like Barry!" Don complained.

"Obey the great or be condeemed to dish duty!" was all Mrs. Weasel said, before turning on her heel and going upstairs to wake the twins.

"Fuck, you're lucky Barry!" Lemo said shaking her head, "Get to go back to bed...lucky bugger!"

'No, I'm not going to bed! I want to see you de-fraz the garden!" Barry said, he was wide awake and was curious to see what it was.

"What are we doing, when she says we're going to 'De-fraz' the garden?" Andrew asked worried, Mione looked equally confused.

"Oh! You guys have never de-frazed a garden!" Don said looking shocked.

"Uh...hello? Muggle born!" Mione said gesturing to Andrew and herself.

"Would we please stop the chit chat and get on with it!" Andy moaned, leaving the kitchen, Lemo and Andrew in tow.