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Chapter 2: Angelina has Misplaced Her Bucket
Fred walked up to the burrow after doing some last minute Christmas shopping. He had left Angelina behind in the village. She had said something about shoes.
Fred eyed the door to the kitchen. He always used it when coming from the village. Surely Angelina would know that. He spied a bucket. Of course she would. He smiled to himself before Appariting in. He would catch her coming through the door. Wouldn't she be surprised if her own prank backfired on her?
He appeared in the kitchen with a loud crack. George jumped. "What do you think you're doing? I just saw you out the window. Why didn't you just use the bloody door?"
Fred smiled. "Sorry mate, but I'm about to pull one over our dear Angelina."
George smiled back. "Well then. That's all you had to say, lovely brother!"
Fred, George, Katie and Alicia sat in the kitchen. George and Alicia were playing a game of Exploding Snap while Katie was reading the holiday issue of Teen Witch. Fred, however, was waiting.
He hated waiting.
Angelina was supposed to be back. But she wasn't. So Fred was sitting in his kitchen, waiting, and listening to George make up fake rules during his game of Exploding Snap with Alicia.
"I'm allowed to do that!" George pointed at the table.
"Are not! The whole point is for the cards to fall down, and explode on their own. You can't pound the table!"
"I am too! What do you think Fred?"
Fred turned toward George, eyes on the kitchen door. He hadn't heard the conversation. "Uhh, sure."
"FRED!"
When Alicia shouted his name, Fred swore he heard footsteps. He positioned his chair so he could see the door and he motioned for George, Alicia and Katie to do the same.
A few moments later, Angelina burst threw the door, carrying bags. She set them next to the door and began taking off her coat and scarf.
"Sorry I'm late, but I had some trouble finding a gift and everything. ." She noticed everyone staring at her and looked up. "Umm, do I have something on my face?"
Fred stood up abruptly. "It didn't work? But I, I saw a bucket up there!"
Angelina gave Fred a weird look. "What the bloody hell are you talking about?"
"There, there was a bucket." He stuttered. "Over the door…"
She snorted. "Yeah, and George here is a girl. Use your eyes, Fred."
Fred ran to the door. "I swear to Merlin there was a bucket." He opened the door and stepped outside. "I swear to . . . JOHNSON! I WILL GET YOU FOR THIS!" Fred stepped back inside, covered in some sort of sticky substance; the bucket on his head. Suddenly, feathers flew through the door and attached themselves to Fred. "BLOODY HELL, JOHNSON! GET THIS STUFF OFF ME!"
Angelina slapped a look of confusion on her face. "So that's where my bucket went."
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