A/N: Hey! Normally I would wait for a few more reviews but 4 is ok for now I'm just on a roll with this fic! Ok, um this is an interesting chapter that you will love, just one note you'll only get it if you remember chapters 2,3, and 4. Let me refresh your memory: Remember when Jane Granger tricked Fred and George and they mentioned revenge? Good, now do you remember when Hermione and Ron were making out in the burrow and Fred and George snapped pictures? And remember when Fred and George were writing on a piece of paper and Harry wasn't buying their explanation? Ok, now you should get this chapter!
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Chapter 5: The revenge of Fred and George,
Fred and George were waiting for something…
"How much longer, Fred?" asked George sitting in a chair upside down,
"I dunno, I bet Muggles get this stuff done faster!" said Fred looking at his watch and yawning,
"I'm going to ask the clerk if their done yet!" George got up and walked to the desk,
"Are they done yet?"
"Umm, we're not sure – what's your name?"
"Weasley, they are under Fred and George Weasley,"
"Ah, Weasley, ok let me look under 'W' Ah… let me see… Oh not yet, they are having problems with the characters being developed – they don't want to be developed."
"I knew it! Well, have them tell the characters if they don't cooperate I'll burn them as soon as they manage to get half developed!"
"Ok… Jones! Tell the Weasley's order that if they won't cooperate they'll get burned!"
"Ok,"
"Mr. Weasley, it'll be another ten minutes,"
"Fine,"
"Any luck?" asked George,
"Another ten minutes…" The twins sighed,
"For the first time in history we are bored…"
"But once we get our order it'll be worth it!"
"Too True!"
Ten minutes later….
"Are they done yet?" asked Fred
"No,"
"Are they done yet?"
"No,"
"Are they done yet?"
"Mr. Weasley I said no!"
"Are they done yet?" asked Fred in a singsong voice
"NO!"
"Are. They. Done. Yet?"
"NO!
"Are they done yet?" asked Fred dancing
"No…":
"Are they done yet? Are they done yet?" chorused the twins
"NO!"
"Are they done yet?" the Twins were now singing opera,
"NO! NOW SHUT UP BEFORE I KICK YOU TWO OUT!"
"Jeez, dude you need to relax, here eat this," said Fred handing the clerk a wrapped source of food,
"What is it?"
"A Truffle,"
"Thank you," the clerk put it in his mouth and all of a sudden he could feel – anything…
"Oh, we forgot to tell you we're the creators of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and you just tried our newest product! Relaxing Truffles! It's a muscle relaxant, you should be back to normal in a couple of minutes." Said George
"ZY NOIN O ILL U WO!" Said the clerk trying to talk but sadly even his speaking muscles were relaxed so he couldn't really do anything.
"What? You love our truffle? Awesome!"
"GRRR!"
"I'm sorry but we can't understand a word you are saying, please speak a little more clearly,"
"RY AE U! ET UT!"
"We're welcome to stay? We'd love to but we're on a tight schedule, but unfortunately our order isn't ready yet so we'll just stay here and entertain you with our many talents!" said Fred winking,
"RO NO!"
"Hermione, um I don't get it, Red Lobster is a wonderful place for catering! Seafood and"
"I hate seafood,"
"Oh that explains it- why?"
"Well not that I'm saying that it tastes bad – shrimp is good - I just don't eat it anymore… Dead fish looks like what they were alive – especially in stores… those dead eyeballs staring at you – it gives me the creeps! I used to have pet fish and some of them died and- and I just can't bear to eat fish anymore!" (This is a true experience… I don't eat fish at all…)
"Oh… That case um… How about Ralph's?"
"No. He's invited to the wedding I can't have him cook – plus our wedding is supposed to be formal- not burgers and fries."
"Ok, Olive Garden?"
"That could work… Love their Fettuccine, they are very formal and have a great selections of wines too… Ok, I'll give the nearest one a call."
"Ok, I'll go make a sandwich,"
"NO! Uh, I mean, just don't touch any appliances – use table knives and spoons."
"Ok, " Hermione sighed and picked up the phone and called Olive Garden,
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The Twins were now doing a horrible version of the Can, Can, for the poor clerk who is still under the Truffle's magic.
"Weasley? Your order is ready!" called Jones,
"YES! Finally!" cried George, the twins ran to the counter and took the envelope and opened it.
"Thank Goodness," muttered the clerk who –is- no- longer- under –the- Weasley- curse while saying a few colorful words under his breath
"Yes," said Fred,
"Perfect," George agreed, inside were pictures of Ron and Hermione making out. The Twins have revenge… They have black mail…
A/N: Oooh Cliffie! Be nice and review and you'll see what happens! I'll give you virtual cookies and an update if you review!
Shelb