~~Arthur signs on~~
~~Molly signs on~~
Hello, there, beautiful!
*blushes* Arthur, aren't you at WORK?
Well, yes........
Well then, what are you doing typing while your working!!?
I am boredd that's why?
ARTHUR!
What?
GO WORK!
I can't concentrate though! I miss the beautiful, demanding wife that I see oh so rarely.
Arthur, as sweet as that is, you need to work so you can be home early.
Um, I'll be home early whether I work or not. They can't stop me!
Arthur, why are you even so eager to come home and not work AT ALL?
It's always just.. WORK WORK WORK KIDS WORK WORK WORK KIDS KIDS and never MOLLY MOLLY MOLLY!!!!!
WELL I'M SORRY WE HAD KIDS THEN! :(
I am too! Those little turds keep me away from you! Just kidding. I love them dearly, but sometimes I wish I could just.. Poof them with my wand for a few hours
And what, exactly, would we do with those "few hours" Arthur, dear.
Everything that we havn't done in forever.
Like what? ;)
Whatever the lady wishes. Like ya know.............................Making your old man a nice big sandwich after work?
A sandwhich that goes in order of me, ruffled bed sheet, then you? ....I'd eat that I suppose...
Well, I was hoping more of a sandwich with lettuce, tomtatoe, ham, cheese and pickles, but um....... Sure!?
YOUR GETTING NO SANDWHICH! YOUR SLEEPING ON THE COUCH! ...you don't love me anymore do you, Arthur? Wouldn't it just be easier to tell me this way....
I LOVE YOU! YOU AND YOU SANDWHICH MAKING SKILLS!
WHICH SANDWHICH!!!!!!!!!!!!????????
Oh.. Again the food.
ARTHUR!!!! :((
MOLLY WOBBLES! IM A HUNGRY MAN
HUNGRY ONLY FOR FOOD!!! YOU DON'T LOVE ME ANYMORE, I HATE YOU,ARTHUR! I HATE YOU, YOU MAKE ME SO ANGRY SOMETIMES!!!!....have I really lost that much of my touch? or are you just done with how familiar its become?
I'M JUST STARVING! All we eat are leftovers!
DO YOU LOVE ME!!??
OF COURSE!
The come home and kiss me
I have to work remember? And only on one condition... You make me that sanwhich!
I will make you both sandwhiches, Arthur Weasley.
Oooh, it must be my birthday,
No, Arthur, its not..its a different day.
What?! Is it your brithday?!
No...its and I need you kind of day Arthur...I need you, love.
brb, I am going to go quit my job and run over there!!
And do what!?..
Arthur came up behind her, grabbed her waist and replied: Where's my sandwhich?
"Your looking at it."
"Ugh, mollywobbles! You forgot the pickles!!! Just kidding"
"Forget yours too?" she replied cheekily.
"I'm confused, dear." Arthur smiled and kissed Molly's cheek.
"Bet you are....just kiss me love. Bring me upstairs, to our big, king's bed, and....kiss me." she replied, wrapping her legs around his waist as he grabbed her heartily.
Arthur smiled and walked up the stairs.
"Molly, I quit my job for good," he whispered softly.
"What job do you want no.....now." she whimpered. He smirked
"A sandwhich maker?"
"Only, if the sandwhich maker, has a sandwhich protector or in 9 sandwhich making months we won't have that job anymore."
"Umm... DEFINATELY NO MORE SMALL SANDWHICHES!"
"Ok, now that's figured..kiss me again."
he did so.
"And again."
he did so.
"and again." he did so
"and, Arthur, again."
"And, Molly, no!"
"WHY!?" he groaned, and got off the bed, looking as though something was haunting him and he walked downstairs mumbling something about, "NO MORE LITTLE SANDWHICHES!!!!!!!!!"
Arthur stopped at a fast hault seeing Ginny staring up at him.
"But, daddy... I like little sandwhiches?"
"No you don't, Ginny..believe me, you don't!"