"Owwwww!"

She got an equally pain-filled groan as a response.

"Owwww," Tonks tried again, looking for some sympathy.

Sympathy that was not readily coming. What she did get, however, was a roll of the eyes from her mother. Which didn't have to come quite so readily!

"Nymphadora, we are all aware that you are in pain. You do not need to make those ridiculous noises. I am also in pain and you do not hear me making such noises, do you?"

Tonks stuck her tongue out at that. Not that her mother could see it because she was currently standing very still with her back to her, not being able to move without being in pain.

"Put that tongue back in."

How did she know she had done that? Tonks was seriously considering her childhood theory of her mum having eyes on the back of her head. It was the only thing that made sense sometimes.

"And I do not have eyes on the back of my head. Please do not be so ridiculous."

Could she read minds now too? She rolled over to give her a suspicious loll but immediately regretted it as pain shot through her. Remember the pain from her tiny burn a few days ago? That she had complained about? Yeah, she wasn't going to complain about that anymore. This was worse. Far worse. Every part of her skin was on fire, she was pretty sure. Even the bits that had been covered by clothes and weren't burnt! How did that work?

"You're saying the word ridiculous a lot," she said with a wince.

Hey, the best way to ignore the pain was to be distracted, right? And what better way to be distracted was there than winding up her mum?

"Because you are being ridiculous. This whole situation is ridiculous."

"I feel like I should be taking offense to that but I agree that us getting burnt is ridiculous. And now it doesn't even sound like a word."

That got an amused snort from her mother, which was something.

"Why do you two always get burnt when we go on holiday?" Ted asked in amusement.

Both Tonks women glared at him, not at all amused by his, well, amusement at the situation. It wasn't funny!

"At least you know what it feels like now," Tonks grumbled at her mother. "Serves you right for laughing at me."

"I was not laughing at your pain."

"Yeah, then what were you laughing at then?"

"The ridiculous expressions on your face."

"That I was making because I was in pain."

"You do not need to contort your face so even if you are in pain."

"Oh, I'm sorry let me just control my facial muscles!"

"That tends to be something that people can do."

Tonks didn't have a comeback for that except for grumbling and turning away. And then regretting the movement.

"I only had a little patch the other day!" Tonks all but wailed, wincing as she moved her elbows, her burn extended all the way down her arms. "I was so careful because of that!"

"Obviously not," Ted said, shaking his head.

"Unfortunately, not," Andromeda added her own grumble, glaring at her sunburn.

"Go on, go get a shower and slather yourself in cream," he said with a shake of his head. "I made sure to pack the big jar, this time."

"Ted!"

"Was I wrong? We ran out the last time and had to get that overpriced stuff from that touristy place!"

Tonks rolled her eyes but knew she didn't really have a comeback, especially since she did want that cream.

Then he gave her an appraising look. "Actually, I'll put it on you when you get out of your clothes. You've got it all over and you'll manage to get injured if you try and reach all the spots."

"Hey!"

"Dora, sweetheart, you nearly cracked your head of the chest of drawers this morning while reaching for your hairbrush."

"That wasn't my fault! I tripped over something!"

"Yes, your shoes," Andromeda scolded. "Shoes that I repeatedly told you to put away."

"That was my boots! These were different shoes!"

"You had two pairs of shoes in the middle of the floor?"

Argh, why could she never win when she was arguing with her mother.

"This is your fault," Tonks grumbled to her mum as they stripped down to their underwear.

"And how is this my fault?" Andromeda asked, wincing even with the small motion of flicking her wand so that their clothes were folded neatly.

"Wear the top with the thin straps, Nymphadora," she mocked. "It looks best with those shorts."

"And I was correct," Andromeda said with a sniff. "It was not my fault that you did not understand that you needed to wear more sunscreen since more of your skin was exposed. As you keep telling me, you are not a child, Nymphadora. You should have already known that. In fact, even a child would have known that."

Tonks didn't have a good comeback for that so she just mockingly mouthed what her mother said. Which got her a shirt flicked in her face for her trouble. Her mum was far too accurate with that wand movement.

"Well, I do know that."

"Your burn says otherwise."

"I suppose it would be too much to ask for you both to stop winding each other up?" Ted tried. He got identical glares for his trouble. "I guess it would then."

The two women grumbled at each other.

"Anyone could get burnt," Tonks said defensively.

"Anyone who is not sensible."

"I guess that includes you then because you are also burnt."

"If you two are going to bicker, can you at least stay still while you are doing it?" Ted said in exasperation. "That way I can get this cream on both of you or would you rather that your skin peeled?"

That did get them to stop moving. Well, stop moving everything except for their mouths.

"Also, my burn is your fault," Andromeda told her after a few moments of disgruntled silence.

"How did you figure that out?"

"You splashed me by the pool. Obviously, that removed my sunscreen."

"But you're an adult, you should have known to put more back on," Tonks saw the opportunity to mock.

And got another shirt in her face for that! Seriously, where was her mum finding all these shirts?

"You are also and adult. You should not have been splashing."

"Who said being an adult meant that you couldn't splash someone in the pool?"

"I did," Andromeda said stubbornly.

"You were splashing me!"

"Obviously. I had to retaliate, didn't I?"

"Moving again," Ted chided his wife.

Andromeda settled and both women glared at each other as Ted switched between the two, doing a patch of skin at a time. Slowly, but surely, they were looking more like poor looking snow-people and less like lobsters.

"That feels so much better, dad," Tonks said in relief, keeping her arms outstretched so she didn't touch anything.

"Indeed," said Andromeda, in a similar pose. "Thank you, Ted."

"It was no bother," he said cheerfully. "Now can you two not antagonise each other for ten minutes while that cream absorbs?"

Slimy hands be damned, that comment got him two pillows in the face.