Mr. Weasley is sitting in his room in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office. Kingsley Shacklebolt, another Ministry of Magic employee, comes in, carrying a rubber duck.
"Mr. Weasley, you really need to keep your sons in line. They've started selling rubber ducks charmed to turn your skin blue when they get wet. What's worse is that they're planning a deal with something called 'Wal-Mart'... Apparently, this is a Muggle shop found worldwide."
"Have they really?" Mr. Weasley replies. "How's it going?"
Shacklebolt stares blankly for what seems like minutes.
"I mean... That's very wrong of them. I'll make sure to take care of it as soon as I get home." Mr. Weasley says in a rush.
A/N: Sorry I'm late a day... I had this written yesterday, but I got distracted and forgot to post it.
I'm not sure how well I like this one, compared to some of my other chapters. Hope you get some humor out of it at least.
God bless!
(Posted 2/13/13)
